Bayou Stix Series: Bayou Stix Limited Edition Box Set (26 page)

I look at the people and all of the purple and gold. Our tailgaters are like nothing you see anyplace else, that’s for sure. I ask him seriously, “Really? As many stadiums and arenas as you’ve been in… nothing like this?”

He thinks a minute before responding. “No, honestly. Nothing and no place. It’s like the entire campus is charged with an electrical current. I’m so glad to be back and that I’m here with you today, baby!” He pulls me tightly to him.

We finally see the tent and to my surprise… it’s more than just Jessie, Dade, Liam, and Cruz under it. There are scantily clad females… a lot of them… What the hell? I look at Jude.

He shrugs. “I swear I had no idea. I didn’t know they were bringing chicks. I’m here to spend time with you and your friends, not hang with a bunch of chicks I don’t know. You’re who I’m with, ok?” His reassurance is sweet. But I can’t help but glance over at the obvious groupies under the tent.

Today just got a lot more interesting.

Bradi and Micah catch up to us and she looks over and sees the skank fest as well. “What the fuck? Is the slut convention in town?”

I look at her with a grimace. “I have no idea. But I don’t like it. How are we supposed to stay under the radar with
that
here?” I point towards the tent where it looks like Liam and Jessie are doing body shots out of a very well endowed blonde’s cleavage.

Ugh.

“Well, what the fuck ever. I’m not letting the slut parade ruin my day! I’m so excited you have the day off.
So
, we will ignore them, get drunk, and possibly get inappropriate with our sexy men if the occasion calls for it!” And with that, she pulls me across the pavement and under the tent.

We look behind us and Micah, Jude, Erik, and Alec are all gesturing at the tent and talking heatedly. Jude catches my eye and I wink and crook my finger at him.

Just as he gets to me, I hear excited shrieks of his name, like nails on a chalkboard. And a brunette with too-short shorts, a tube top with no bra, and talon-like nails, reaches for him. I step between Jude and the groupie and twine my arms around his neck. Looking over my shoulder, I narrow my eyes at her. “
Mine
.”

She glares at me and then looks at Jude. He’s grinning like a fool and says, “Sorry, doll. You heard the lady. I’m with her,” before he swoops in and takes my mouth in a bruising kiss.

As he breaks the kiss after completely obliterating any thought I might have had, he says, “God, baby. You all possessive is so
H…O…T
!”

Looking up at him, I lean up and lick the seam of his lips. “Yeah well, I don’t share what’s mine.”

He smiles and kisses me again.

We are jostled as someone bumps Jude’s shoulder. “Yeah, yeah, yeah! Claim staked, loud and clear. That neon sign is flashing! So, can we get a freaking drink already?” Bradi is grinning lasciviously over at us.

Winking at her, Jude pulls us over to a corner of the tent, where a very large bar with a cooler is fully stocked with anything we could possibly want to drink. We didn’t see before through the bodies, but there’s also a huge table with food on it. Oh yeah, someone definitely pulled out the rock star card for this!

“What do you want to drink, baby? Bradi?”

We answer and he digs around handing us our drinks before heading over to an unoccupied couch (reserved for him), pulling me into his lap as he sits down.

Micah, Bradi, Erik, and Alec make their way over with their drinks, and we make ourselves comfortable, sit back, and start to enjoy the day.

A few drinks later, Bradi and I are reasonably drunk, and cutting up. Jude leaves me to use the restroom and I lose track of him for a bit.

About twenty minutes later, he hasn’t returned, so I excuse myself and go to look for him. I can’t have some groupie backing him into a dark corner someplace.

He’s not in the tent, so I head towards the restrooms. I hear low voices behind them and walk around to see if he needs my help getting away from a clingy tramp. I find him, but he’s not with a groupie. He’s with Dade and they seem to be arguing.

Dade is pulling his hair. He looks really agitated. “Dude, you have to tell her what’s going on. She deserves to know.”

Jude grits his teeth and steps away from Dade, putting space between them. “I already told you! I’m not telling Lexi! I don’t want her stressing over it. I’m going to fix it. I’m handling it. So back off.”

Dade steps right into Jude’s face and shoves him in the chest. “And I told
you
, she deserves to know. You can’t keep it from her!”

Jude grabs Dade’s arms and says through clenched teeth, “Trust me, man. Let it go. Please? I
will
deal with this. Just stop. I’ll take care of it. Ok!”

What the hell are they talking about? What is Jude hiding from me? Whatever it is, it must be serious, because Dade looks like he wants to beat Jude’s ass and Jude looks really tortured.

So, what the hell is going on?

Covering my mouth to hold in the sob that’s threatening to burst out, I make my way back to the tent. I grab two drinks on the way and plop on the couch.

Luckily, everyone is drunk and no one really notices my mood has plummeted.

Five minutes later, Jude comes back and as he sits beside me, he pulls me into his side, and kisses my head.

Jude

Lexi has been oddly quiet the past two hours. Has something happened? Did one of the groupies say something to her? What’s wrong?

It’s now an hour to kickoff and we’ve been out here most of the day. Everyone has had more than enough to drink and the table is still covered with the catered food we ordered, so no one has touched much of it.

Dade has been glaring at me all day. Jessie and Liam are engrossed in groupies. Cruz is listening to his music and knocking out a beat on his legs. Bradi is lying back on Micah. Erik and Alec are holding hands and talking to Bradi and Micah, and Lex… she’s just sitting here. Quiet.

I have to find out what’s happened.

“Lex? Can you come with me for a minute?” I take her hand to get her to look at me.

She nods and sets her drink down before standing up. She loses her balance and I catch her before she falls. I lead her away from the tent and away from the crowd. I need to have her to myself to see what’s going on. We head behind a few trees where it’s sheltered and we can’t be seen by prying eyes.

Tipping her head up, I look into her eyes. “Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you so quiet?”

She stares at me so long I’m not certain she’s going to answer me. But she takes a deep breath. “Jude…
you
need to tell
me
what’s going on! I saw you earlier… with Dade. What the hell is going on? What are you keeping from me?” On the last word, her voice breaks.

Oh God. Noooo. I can fix this. I have to fix this! I cannot have her freak out like this… she’ll leave me. Dammit to hell, Jude, fix this shit! And I’m going to fucking kill Dade!

“Lex, baby. Whatever you’re thinking, it’s not that. I swear. There’s just something that happened recently and I don’t want you worrying about it, ok? I’m taking care of it. I love you and I’m asking you to trust me. Can you do that? I need you to trust me.” I’m pleading with her by now. She has to just let this go. She has to.

With tears in her beautiful eyes, she stares into mine. Her pain breaks into my soul. “Promise me, Jude.
Promise me
that I don’t have to worry. Don’t lie to me. If I trust you, you
have
to promise me. I can’t hurt like before again… I can’t.”

I promise her. I just pray I can keep my promise, because breaking my vow to Lexi is not acceptable.

I grab her face and lower my lips to hers. Promising so many things with my lips and tongue, praying it’s enough.

She kisses me back and suddenly she pushes me. I hit the bark of the tree with my back, as she kisses me aggressively. “I love you. I love you so much, Jude. God…”

I give her full control and whisper back, “God, Lex. I love you too. I’ve never loved anyone else. Just you!”

My words seem to unleash her passion. Her hands travel under my shirt and her nails scrape over my nipples and across my stomach. Her tongue is dueling with my own and it’s like she can’t get enough.

As her mouth leaves mine and I lay back my head to catch my breath, I feel her hands at my pants. Her dainty hands reach for the snap of my jeans and she drops down, squatting in front of me, on the ground.

“Lexi, no, baby… No, not here. Someone could see…”

But she ignores me and pushes my jeans open and my boxer briefs down just enough to get my rigid cock out. In one fell swoop, I’m in her mouth. The tip of my dick is in the back of her throat and then she’s moving.

God this is so good, but I don’t want to make too much noise. I don’t want anyone to hear us and come exploring. Dear God, there are people twenty feet away from us and my dick is in Lexi’s mouth!

Her movements make me forget my worries and I can’t help it, my hands hold onto her head as she bobs her mouth along my shaft, alternating hard sucking with light licks and nips to the base of my cock. I feel my balls tighten and try to warn her, I’m about to blow.

“Baby, oh God… baby. I’m going to cum…”

My excited moans seem to fuel her and with a few last bobs of her head, I explode in her mouth. Once she swallows all of my seed, she looks up at me. Her eyes are luminous and her full red lips are still wrapped around my cock. She opens her mouth while still looking at me and kisses the tip of my dick, before tucking it back into my jeans and re-snapping them.

I’m in awe.

Standing up with my help, she smiles shyly at me. I pull her into my arms and kiss her like I’ll never kiss her again; putting everything she makes me feel into the kiss.

We break the kiss and lean back looking into each other’s eyes. I smile and kiss the tip of her nose, as I once again tell her, “I love you, Lexi. Only you.”

She smiles back and says, “Good. Because I love you, too.”

We hold hands as we head back to our friends.

The game is fun and LSU wins by a landslide.

Crisis averted and all is once again right in the world.

Everyone is exhausted after the game, so we part and all go our respective ways. Alec drops us off at Lexi’s, and once again I fall asleep in Lexi’s bed, with her wrapped around me.

Lexi

T
he next week flies by. Jude and I spend as much time as we can together. It’s like we’re both desperate to embed ourselves on the other’s mind. Things are good with us.

It’s the day before he leaves and we’re lying in his bed. Neither of us wants to get up, though I have to get ready for work. I have so much to do at the shop.

Trailing kisses up my spine as I lie on my stomach after an intense round of morning lovemaking, I feel him whisper against my skin, “Can I take you out to dinner tonight? On an actual date?”

I roll over and look up at him as I answer. “Jude, we go on plenty of dates. You don’t have to take me anyplace special tonight. I know you have to leave early in the morning.”

He traces my eyebrows with his fingertip, like he’s memorizing my face. “I know, but I want to. I’m going to try to get away for a couple of days, but with the crazy schedule and the tour being so short, I’m just not sure I’ll be able to. I want to take you out tonight.”

I smile at him. “Ok, baby. You can take me out. Where will we go?” I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him on top of me, before meeting his mouth with mine.

I could kiss him forever.

He kisses me back and runs his fingers through my hair. I feel him lengthening against me. We’ve just made love, but it’s like we simply can’t get enough of each other.

Opening my thighs, he nestles into me, groaning into my neck. “God, baby. You’re insatiable!”

We stopped using condoms about a week ago. And this way is so much better. Feeling him, skin to skin, is so much better.

“You make me this way. I don’t know why, Jude, but I just can’t get enough of you. Besides, you aren’t complaining, are you?” I chuckle as I bite his chin.

“Oh, I’m not complaining at all. Only now I’m not going to have this for ten weeks. How the hell am I going to survive?” He’s rubbing against my wetness as he says this. Reaching down to wrap my hands around him, I line him up, and lift my hips, so he slides inside of me.