"You're right. I can do this," Lucky repeated to herself. Knowing he would be there made her feel better,stronger.
The roar of the crowd surprised her when they came on stage, but she immediately looked over at Jude and settled down. Once they started playing, Lucky felt herself go into another world. The place she went to whenever she played. Nothing else mattered except themusic.
Feeling good once they hit the new songs, she signaled to the band to break it down and do an impromptu jam. The rising swell of her guitar was met by Jude's steady rhythm. Playing off each other, she kept her eyes on his, forgetting they were surrounded by thousands ofstrangers.
He slowed down the beat and she interlaced notes between his playing. Showing off, he played a complicated rhythm she was sure he heard from her heart's pounding. The music soared with increasing intensity until she caught Dylan's eye. When he nodded, letting her know everything sounded great, she suddenly realized wheretheywere.
Lucky transitioned back into the song, playing the last few bars. Jude controlled the change effortlessly as they brought the song to climax with the echo of their instruments. The crowd exploded, leaving her breathless with surprise and a longing for Jude she had never felt for anyonebefore.
After the show, feeling like she had shared something so personal in front of so many people, Lucky beelined to the dressing room. She needed some time alone. Taking deep breaths to collect herself, she sat down as she heard a knock onthedoor.
"Come in," she called out, figuring it wasJordan.
Putting her head in her hands, she tried to focus on anything else and calm herself down, but her heart still poundedwildly.
"I'm not sure if I should be embarrassed or not," Lucky said. "I just totally got into playing with Jude and forgot about the crowd, everyone else. It just felt so good, so intimate. It’s hard to explain. Sometimes I wish you were a musician too so you'd understandbetter."
"I more than understand," Jude said. "I feel thesameway."
Surprised, she straightened when she heard his husky voice and turned to see Jude quickly crossing the room towards her. As she stood up, he met her. Their lips collided. In one swift movement, he picked her up and cleared the top of the vanity. His lips neverlefthers.
Between being so close to him on the bus and their connection on the stage, Lucky thought she would never get closer to Jude than that. It was a tease. She had dreamed about him for so long that just having him near felt like foreplay. If he hadn't shown up in her dressing room, she was afraid she might jump him onstage.
Spreading her legs as she sat on the vanity, she pulled him close, feeling his hard manhood through his pants against her panties. He pressed her against the cold glass of the mirror. She was so excited she could barelybreathe.
Feeling her heart beating throughout her entire body, she gave herself into it. She pulled off his shirt then slid her hands over his sculpted chest and over his tattoos as if she could feel them. His skin was slightly damp with sweat from the show and without thinking, she sucked on his shoulder, wanting to taste the saltiness ofhisskin.
Moving his hands over her thighs, he pushed her dress up further as his lips sought hers again hungrily. She grasped his back firmly, surprised at how hard he felt under her hands. Feeling his strong hands move under her soft legs, her core throbbed knowing he was so closetoher.
The cold of the mirror against her back contrasted with the heat of his body in front of her and drove her crazy. It was the one thing that kept her grounded in reality. As their tongues explored each other's mouths, she moved her hands between their bodies and found the waist of hisjeans.
After she fumbled with the button of his pants, he undid them for her. She had never done anything like this before, but she wasn't thinking about that. She wanted Jude so badly, nothing elsemattered.
Looking at his body, her eyes moved down to where the trail of hair under his belly button disappeared into his open jeans. Pushing his pants open more, she grazed his hipbones and thought aboutbitingthem.
He pushed his jeans down and stepped out of them as she stared at his large erection, her cheeks flushing. He stepped closer to her and moved his hands up her thighs to her hips. Wrapping his fingers around the thin band of her polka dot bikini panty, he began sliding them down her hips. She lifted her bottom from the vanity as he took themoffher.
She felt the cool air against her wetness and her breaths grew more shallow. He slowly slipped his body between her legs again, his intense gaze never leaving hers. Kissing her again, he pressed her against the mirror so his bodycrushedhers.
She wrapped her legs around him and could feel him against her throbbing entrance. As his mouth left hers, she bit his lip, not wanting him to go. His lips moved along her jawline toherear.
"I've wanted you for so long," hewhispered.
She couldn't believe it! Jude Morrison, the man of her dreams, the one she wrote every song for never thinking she'd even meet him,wantedher!
His fingers traveled up her inner thigh and her breath caught with anticipation as they moved closer to where her legs met. Letting her body guide her, she spread her legs alittlemore.
He slid his fingers over her clit, and she moaned. She felt her body immediately react, coming to life. He slowly rubbed and she closed her eyes, lost in the intensefeeling.
As he rubbed, she clutched his back more as she felt all her senses heighten. Her body tingled all over. The throbbing at her core grew moreinsistent.
With his other hand, he slid the straps of her dress down, exposing her breasts. From the chill air and the excitement, her nipples were hard, almost aching. He slid her bottom closer to the edge of the vanity, then continued rubbing her as he bent his head down and slowly moved his tongue over hernipples.
She gasped, feeling his warm mouth on her breasts. Her head spun and she felt completely out of control but loved every second of it. She didn't know how much more shecouldtake.
His fingers left her and she felt the thick head of his erection pressed against her entrance. Spreading her legs more, she couldn't wait to feel him inside. His mouth left her breasts and he looked deep intohereyes.
"Tell me if I'm hurting you,"hesaid.
