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Jude
Tali leanedher back against my chest and swayed. I dipped my head next to her ear and sang with Brandon Flowers, also known as the lead singer of The Killers.
We’d been touching for hours. When we arrived at the venue and Tali spotted the marquee with the band’s name, our hands stayed connected. And when the music started, she pulled my arms around her and stayed there, even as she danced and sang and screamed her head off for another man.
I wrote her fifty emails while she was away. I only sent twenty. The rest were full of trite lyrics and shit I needed to keep to myself.
Coming here tonight, I hadn’t known what to expect. I’d prepared myself for the worst. That the emails and phone calls wouldn’t translate to a face to face connection. Or that they would for me, but not her.
It was the same, though. Better, because I got to touch her, and shewantedme to. She didn’t shy away from pressing herself against my near-constant erection.
Her sweat mingled with mine. The curve of her ass was molded to my pelvis. My palms had memorized the lines of her stomach and hips. My fingers had dipped below the waistband of her jeans, tracing the line of the flimsy bits of silk making up the sides of her underwear.
Tali raised her arms and laced her fingers behind my neck. Her back arched, widening the opening of her shirt, which I took full advantage of. Hands splayed over silky smooth skin, her abs contracting under my touch. She tipped her head to the side and nuzzled my jaw with her nose and lips.
I was starting to hate this band. Hate all our friends. Hate the fabric between us. I wanted her alone. To talk, to fuck, just to look at her—I’d take whatever she gave me.
Tonight had to be the night The Killers did three encores. Damn, if I ever got famous enough to be on a stage like this one, I’d keep in mind the poor jackass with a hard dick waiting to get his girl all to himself.
What had to be months later, we were stuffed in a cab, Tali on my lap, Laura on Tino’s, Heather on Nina’s, and Benny all by his lonesome in the front seat.
Tali sighed out a cloud of happiness. “Best birthday ever. Thank you, Neens.”
Nina reached across Tino and Laura to squeeze her arm. “Welcome, Tals. I have one more gift for you: I’m kicking you out of our room.”
“I have a suite. You’re welcome in mine,” Tino said.
She twisted in my lap and lightly brushed her fingertips along my jaw. Then she pressed her mouth to my ear, and whispered, “Can it be you and me?”
I was hanging by a thread, and this sweet, sexy girl in my lap might as well have been holding scissors, ready to snip.
“Yeah, Stripes. It’s you and me,” I murmured.
Tino slapped his knee. “Well, o-fucking-kay. Guess I’ve got Benny and Laura in my room.”
Tali leaned over to hug him. “Thanks, friend. Expect a Teresa DiPietro lasagna to land on your doorstep in a few days.”
The car ride was an extra layer of torture, and I was pretty sure our friends were messing with us, taking their time hugging Tali multiple times before finally letting her go. They were hitting the bar in the lobby, and I would have gone if Tali had wanted to, but thank the sweet baby Jesus she didn’t.
She leaned against the wall in the elevator, cheeks flushed and eyes bright. I closed in, sliding my leg between hers. “I like you in elevators,” I rumbled.
She pushed the hair out of her eye, then hung her arms around my neck. “I like you everywhere. I want you, Jude.”
Bracketing her head with my hands, I pushed my leg up, and the heat of her core seeped through my jeans. “Yeah? ’Cause I’d be so damn honored to have you.”
The doors slid open, just as she pulled in a short gasp through parted lips.
“This is us,” I murmured, pulling her with me out of the elevator and down the hall to my room. Hands shaky, I fumbled with the keycard, but finally got the door unlocked and kicked it open.
“Do you want a drink?” I asked.
She shook her head. “No. I only want you.”
I closed the foot of distance between us, and our mouths collided. Hands fisted in her hair, tongues sliding in a rhythm all our own. She tasted like music and felt like a sweet melody.
I’d been thinking about this, thinking about her, for a long time. How she’d feel pressed against me. What her moans would sound like. If I’d know she was mine when I slid inside her.
Instinct told me to go slow, but Tali pushed my T-shirt up until I had to rip my mouth from hers so she could take it completely off. Her hands explored and her mouth claimed, brushing and kissing my chest and shoulders with warm, wet lips.
