AN: OMG! I can't believe you guys, you're the greatest reviewers in the history of the fanfic universe! Thanks to Kristine, iluvtommyq, Kerilyn, Petra, Shannon, qc rocker gal, and Chloe. Now I know to give you way more Jommy moments (even though I'm more partial to sad endings).
Special ANs: Petra, I'm so with you on that. I couldn't even write this while my mom was in the room (she gets this eerie sense whenever I'm doing what I'm not supposed to). I don't know how she does it, it's just some freaky mom radar or something.
iluvtommyq, no, they didn't. I'm sure the one that Tommy used was completely worn out by the time he and Jude woke up in the living room. I'm thinking about going back to this in a future chapter. Do you think I should?
Shannon, I'm not exactly sure what you meant by ". . .but I little bit more . . . edited. Lol." Did you mean that you thought it sounded a little bit edited? Or did you mean something else?
OK, that's it for now. On with the show, er, I mean, story.
Chapter 17 – The Longest Day Ever (Part 1)
Tommy moaned as I rubbed the soap over his body. I could feel every part of him tensing under my touch, and it was enough to tip us both over the edge. He grabbed my wrist, stopping my lathering motion, and took the soap from my hand. I pouted, since I wanted to be the one in control this time, and he wasn't letting me. So I looped my arms around his back and pulled him closer to me. Our lips met, and it was as if the earth stopped moving. The only thing that mattered was that we were here, together, and no one could take that away from us. Tommy crouched down, his lips never once leaving mine, and guided my hips toward his. He pulled me down on top of him, and I gasped as I felt him enter me. He grinned devilishly, and clutched me closer to him. He drove in and out of me repeatedly, and our bodies never lost contact with one another. We climaxed at about the same time, and as we fought to regain our breaths, couldn't stop staring lovingly at one another.
Afterwards, I was still tingling from my previous orgasms, and I shuddered each time I recalled how he had thrust into me. Both times we were rendered speechless, which wasn't so hard, considering that our mouths were momentarily busy. But we could do nothing but moan our pleasure, and come together faster as our hips met over and over. Our moans turned to grunts as we sped up and crashed into each other harder and more passionately. I remembered feeling him explode inside me, and I responded by gripping him closer. His touch sent chills and electric shocks throughout my body. And we finally collapsed against each other, eventually drifting off to sleep in each other's arms.
I awoke to find Tommy's arms wrapped protectively around me, with nothing between the two of us. I didn't want to move, and I felt his steady breathing tickling my arm. I trailed kisses along the side of Tommy's neck affectionately, and proceeded to trail them all the way to his mouth.
I watched as his blue eyes slowly open, and his mouth curve into a slow smile. "Morning, beautiful," he said, blinking a few times to get the sleep out of his eyes. He pulled me even closer.
"Morning," I said. Tommy always told me he wasn't a morning person, so why was he lying there smiling?
"What time is it?" Tommy said, his eyes still groggy from sleep.
I looked over at the clock on our end table. "It's 6!5."
"Damn," Tommy said.
"What? Are we late?" I panicked. I was famous for being late, but Tommy couldn't afford to be late, especially since he was taking over Kwest's work.
"No, it's just…" Tommy smiled wickedly and paused for dramatic effect. "We won't be able to, you know, since we've got to be there by 7:00."
"Oh," I said, disappointed. "I guess we'd better get up then."
"Not yet," Tommy said, stopping me before I could roll out of bed.
"We really should-" I said, before Tommy cut me off by kissing me. We started to make love urgently for the third time in one night. We came hard and lay there, our sweat drenched bodies still as one.
"Jude, Tommy, guys! Time to get up!" Sadie bellowed, pounding on each of our doors. Since we were downstairs, we opted to take the back staircase. We reluctantly said goodbye as we parted.
"Bye," I said softly.
"Bye," He answered with a smile. "I love you."
"I love you too," I said softly. I wanted more, but Tommy knew our time was almost up.
"I'll see you tonight," he said, kissing my neck. "Although he was still hard, he groaned and pulled out of me.
I smiled and kissed him soundly.
"Come on people, we're going to be late! We've got half an hour before we have to be there, so MOVE IT ALREADY!" Sadie started pounding on my door, not hearing anything, and Tommy winced as I pulled him up and pushed him toward the stairs.
Once we got upstairs, I saw the guys slowly leave their room. I seized the opportunity to shove Tommy toward the bathroom, as I slipped into my room to pull on my bathrobe. Then I opened the door as Sadie was about to blast her voice at full volume again.
"Sadie, stop. I'm up already. You don't have to blast your lungs at me, OK?" I said, pretending to be irritated. She made a face at me as I pushed her out the door and slammed it in her face. The last glimpse I got of her was when I saw her stick out her tongue at me in retaliation.
I headed into the bathroom, where Tommy had hastily gotten dressed.
"She's gone," I said, putting my arms around Tommy.
"Good," Tommy said, gazing at me lovingly. He bent down and kissed me passionately.
"Dudes, get your asses down here now!" We heard Kyle yell, then the sound of someone being slapped. "Ow! I mean, dudes, get a move on!" We smiled and said, "Sadie".
We walked back to Sadie's room, where I finished getting dressed. It was difficult, since Tommy was looking as if he wanted to rip all my clothes off and take me right there in her bed every time I had finished putting something on. I giggled as I imagined Sadie's disgust at that piece of information. I grabbed his hand and led him to the breakfast room.
"Mmm…Pop-Tarts," I said, as the smell of freshly toasted frosted strawberry Pop-Tarts filled the air. Speed held out a plate of them, expecting me to grab one or two, and the guys were astonished when I grabbed the plate out of their hands and started wolfing them down.
"Hey! What are we supposed to eat?" Wally asked, as I was busily cramming them down my throat as fast as I could chew them.
Tommy laughed at my appetite for Pop-Tarts, and also because Sadie said, "Sorry guys, you don't have time to eat. Just grab something and eat on the way."
Speed grabbed a box of Oreo cookies, Kyle grabbed some graham crackers, and Wally grabbed some candy bars out of the pantry.
"Tommy, don't you want anything to eat?" Sadie asked, looking puzzled.
"Thanks, but I'll just have a strawberry Pop-Tart," Tommy said, looking at me.
"Dude, you're too late. She ate 'em all." Wally said, pointing at the empty box.
"Not quite," Tommy grinned, as he bent down and kissed me in front of them.
"Dude, that's nasty," Wally said, as the guys moaned in horror. Speed covered his eyes and yelled, "Eww," while Kyle laughed hysterically at them. Wally unwrapped the cover of one of the candy bars he was holding. He tossed the empty wrapper on the counter, and Sadie cleared her throat as she looked at him pointedly. "What?" he said, completely clueless.
Sadie looked annoyed, then picked up the wrapper and held it away from her as much as she could. She dropped it into the garbage can, and to purposely ignore Wally, she said, "Jude, you might want to clean yourself off before we leave, 'cuz I'm not taking you around with crumbs all over your face." She smirked as I glared at her.
"Sadie, you're right, I missed a couple more spots," Tommy said, bending down toward me again. I stood on my tiptoes as he brushed the crumbs off with his mouth, then took my mouth with his. His arms snaked around my back, holding me close, and as I looped my arms around his neck, we started making out. Sadie groaned as she covered her face in embarrassment.
"Um, Tommy, don't you think you and Jude are showing a little too much PDA?" Sadie said crossly.
"Not at all," Kyle said, holding up an imaginary microphone. Speaking in a grossly exaggerated British accent, he said, "Sadie dahling, meet Mr. and Mrs. Connected-at-the-Lips."
"And everywhere else, too," muttered Speed. Was he still jealous? I looked over at him, and he winked at us, smiling back.
My POV: Good, there's one less thing to worry about.
"OMG! Sadie shrieked, glancing at the clock. "It's 6:45! Come on!" And without thinking, she grabbed Wally's hand and practically dragged him out the door. Wally looked back, with fear in his eyes, and mouthed the words, "Help me!"
Kyle was staring daggers at Wally, and the rest of us trailed behind them.
On the way there, Sadie ranted on and on about how she was trying to make a good impression on Georgia, so that she could get a job at G Major. But since we'd be late, she worried that Georgia was going to take it out on her, and that the price would be her position. The rest of us were either too preoccupied with eating, among other things, and only Kyle paid any attention to her, taking in every word she said.
"Dude, give it up," Speed commanded. "Just remember one word: Kwest." He laughed as Kyle looked sadly at him, then was temporarily mesmerized when Wally threw a Victoria's Secret magazine at him.
"Whoa…" Kyle said, his mouth hanging open as he flipped each page. I turned and saw Tommy doing the same, only he was staring right at me. My cheeks flushed, and I smiled sweetly at him, knowing he was imagining taking me up in his arms, and kissing me until we were both breathless.
On the way, none of us said very much, but Tommy spent most of his time driving with one hand and holding my hand with the other. We got to G Major as fast as we could, and by the time we got there, E.J. was standing in the middle of the lobby, tapping her foot impatiently.
"What took you so long?" E.J. was more annoyed than worried that something had happened to us. "Come on, Georgia's waiting for you guys." She practically dragged us all into Georgia's office, and waited for Georgia to blow her top.
"Good, you're all here," Georgia said, surprisingly calm.
E.J. looked at her as if to say, "Why aren't you furious with them? They're late!"
"E.J., enough," Georgia said tiredly. She rubbed her eyes. "OK, since Kwest will be out indefinitely, Tommy, you'll be taking over most of his responsibilities. Jude, while Tommy isn't working with you, I want you to come up with as many songs as you can, so that you'll have something to work with when you do work with him. Guys, I want you to collaborate with Jude and work on your lyrics. Sadie, I'll meet with you right after they leave. Am I clear?"
"Crystal," Tommy said, as the guys were still wondering what Georgia meant by "…collaborating with Jude." Tommy smirked as he realized what their confused expressions were all about, and he couldn't resist as he leaned over and whispered, "It means, work with Jude. You know, you come up with something, Jude comes up with something, and you all put it together."
"Oh, so why didn't she just say that in the first place?" Wally said. The guys nodded, and it took every ounce of willpower Tommy had not to laugh. I saw what was going on, and elbowed Tommy in the ribs to keep him from laughing.
"OK, I'll see you later," Tommy said, as he bent down and kissed me goodbye. "Bye girl."
"Bye Tommy," I said, as I watched his retreating figure.
I ignored the guys murmurs of "Aww…", and got to work.
Several hours later, it was time to show Tommy what we'd come up with.
"Hey," Tommy said huskily, as he patted his lap for me to sit in.
"Hey yourself," I said, smiling as we kissed.
"So, what do you have?" Tommy asked, barely concealing his excitement.
I showed him what we'd written, and he nodded his head in approval. "This is good. Really good." He passed the sheets around to everyone, and they glanced at the chord progressions, mentally playing it to get an idea of what it would sound like. Tommy paused, then said, "This needs a backup guitar."
I imagined what it would sound like the way Tommy suggested, and had to admit, he was the best at figuring out what sounded the best.
"OK, let's try it then," I said, standing up and slipping my guitar over my head. The guys did the same, as Kyle sat down behind the drums.
"White Lines, take 1," Tommy said, as he fixed his eyes on me.
I felt the music course through my fingers, and onto the strings of my guitar, as my emotions ran deep. I felt every syllable, every word, come alive. It was almost as if the song were writing itself, and everything that came out was exactly as it was supposed to.
The guys played along pretty well, and only made a couple of mistakes coming in, or playing the wrong note. Overall, it was a good first take, and only needed a little bit of tweaking to get it just right.
"Jude, that was amazing," Tommy said, awestruck. He grinned at me, and I felt my insides turning to mush and my knees go weak. I smiled, stunned that he had nothing to criticize me about.
"Of course you have to say that, just look at you, mooning over your artist," Georgia commented from the doorway. She had snuck in while we were recording, and had heard the last 2 minutes of it.
Tommy and I looked at her in shock, wondering why she said that.
She smiled as she said, "It's just an observation. I mean, you two couldn't keep your eyes off of each other if your lives depended on it. Why don't you two take a break? Judging from what I just heard, you've earned it. In fact, why don't you all take a break?" Georgia smiled as the guys cheered, then Speed grabbed his football out of his duffel bag, and the guys ran outside for an impromptu game of touch football.
Meanwhile, Tommy and I were looking at one another, not saying a word.
"Um, I think I hear my phone ringing," Georgia said, trying to get our attention. It didn't work. "Why do I bother?" She threw up her hands and chuckled as she walked out the door.
"You really think so?" I asked, still stunned by Tommy's comment that I rocked.
Tommy gazed deeply into my eyes, and I could see he was being truthful. "Absolutely," he said, drawing me into his embrace.
"I couldn't have done it without you," I said, trying to be modest.
"True," Tommy said, trying to keep a straight face. He pretended to wince in pain as I elbowed him in the stomach.
"Just kidding, Jude. You're getting to the point where you don't need me anymore. Pretty soon, I'll be wasting away, while you'll be gaining fans all around the world, moving toward the top of your rockstar career."
"There's no way I'll ever let that happen. We're a team, right?"
"In and out of the studio," whispered Tommy, as I grabbed him and pushed him to the edge of the soundboard. He moaned in pleasure as I took his lips with mine. Just then, I heard someone knock on the door.
AN: I know, I'm evil, aren't I? As Petra would say, "Mwahahahaha!" (I know I'm ripping off her evil laugh, but I just thought it was so funny! Soooo, what did you all think? What do you want to have happen? Tell me! I want to know! Please and thank you!