Chapter Three: Soul Mates

Jude woke up with a pounding headache on a recliner in her basement. Fresh drool fell from her lips as she stretched outward. A loud groan came from the couch beside her and she turned to see Kat and Blue passed out. She laughed to herself for a second before remembering she had told them about the engagement. Jude swore under hear breath before checking her phone; it was noon. Jude stood up and crept up the basement stairs. Her parents must have already left for work because the house was silent. She looked to her phone again and decided to call Tommy.

The ringing in her lasted moments before he eagerly picked up, "Someone's finally up."

"Oh hush it Quincy. What are you up to?" Jude laughed lightly as she rolled her eyes.

"Waiting on my fiancé to come love me." His voice filled with a phony sense of sadness.

"I love the ring of that." Jude paused and bit her lip, "Well your fiancé has to shower first."

"Oh but I love your stinky self Harrison." Tom mocked.

Jude giggled, "I'll be over when I'm done and the girls leave."

"Sounds good babe, see you soon."

"Sure thing Quincy." Jude clicked off the phone and turned around as she heard creaking behind her.

Kat had her arms crossed with a wicked smile on her face, "So fiancé, you gonna shower and kick us out?"

"Oh fuck off Kat," Jude joked while looking between her friends standing there, "But yeah kinda."

"Say no more. My morning breath is retched and I need to get my nails done." Blue chuckled.

"We'll be on our way future Mrs. Quincy." Kat smiled lightly. Although she felt off about the entire situation, she knew Jude was happy.

Jude just beamed uncontrollably, " Thanks for understanding guys."

Once Jude was out of the shower and ready for the day she walked across the street. It was dawning on her she had three weeks left with her fiancé before heading out and she realized although touring alone was exciting and ideal to her, she would deeply miss Tommy. Jude always went into his house immediately ever since he had given her the code. He said he had nothing to hide and wanted her to always have a place to escape. Like a puppy waiting for its owner, lovesick Tom Quincy rushed at the sound of an intruder. Jude giggled as he came up and scooped her over his shoulders.

"I have another birthday gift for you." Tom growled sexually.

Jude couldn't help but to giggle as he walked towards his bedroom, "Put me down Quincy."

He laid her on to the bed and quickly hovered over her, "In a short few weeks it's just me and my hand. I need you right now."

"That's all I'll have too." Jude teased as she bit her lip.

Tom swallowed hard as he bowed his lips to Jude's neck. He trailed kisses up to her jaw line before speaking, "Thinking about you touching yourself is something that will now never leave my head."

"Perv!" Jude spouted out jokingly.

"Oh but you love it Harrison." Tom spoke seductively as he took her lips to his.

Jude wrapped her arms around his head and tugged at his hair as he deepened the kiss. She felt the friction of jeans rub against her inner thighs through her leather leggings. She moaned at the feeling of his bulge and Tom hungrily tugged at her pants as he began to break their kiss and stand up. Jude watched in fascination and he pulled off each boot followed by her pants. He licked his lips as his finger traced along the of her lace panties. Jude shuttered beneath his touch as he bent down to slowly pull off her thong. Once they were on the floor he ducked his head down to lick her walls and swollen nub. Jude moaned loudly as his thumb pressed against her clit and his tongue worked between her moist walls. She arched her back and swirled her hips around to push his tongue deeper.

Tom loved the taste of Jude and how he could feel her whole body convulse beneath him. He worked his tongue generously until liquid disbursed into his mouth. He sent waves of after shocks up Jude's spine by licking along her nub before returning to hover over her. Jude took in his lips; tasting herself was something that always got her going even more. She pressed her hands against his chest to push him off her. Jude wanted to take control now. She straddled him and could not deny how amazing the friction of his jeans felt against her bare wet core. Her hands guided off her shirt and Tom stared up at her in amazement. His hands ran up to her back to unclasp her black bra.

Once her breasts were free Jude's hands rolled up Tom's shirt and leaned forward to allow her to take it off. Jude kissed down his chest wriggled down his body. Her hands played with Tom's belt, as she stood bent down at the edge of the bed. Tom licked his lips in anticipation when Jude began to pull off his jeans. As soon as his stiffened member was released she toppled her mouth to it. Tom let out a groan of excitement as his hands entangled in her hair. Jude worked up and down his shaft and used her tongue to add extra pleasure. When Tom felt the overwhelming urge to be inside her he pulled her up to his lips. Jude placed her mouth to his and pulled away by biting his lip. They both had awe struck smiles on their face as Jude hovered above him. She grinded her heat against his member which caused both of them to moan. Tom placed his hands roughly on her hips and Jude gasped as he pressed her down on top of him hastily. Taking in his whole length Jude arched her back as her head flew and she began to thrust up and down on top of him. Tom let one of his hands play with her breast as Jude kept her pace. Jude moaned out and she rode Tom and he gripped harder. When her pace weakened Tom groped her sides and thrusted his pelvis upward. Jude felt her body convulse in pleasure as he slammed upward into her. She tried matching his thrusts throwing her body down on top of him, but she quickly found her release causing each stroke in and out to make her scream. Tom wrapped his arms around her back and held her down to his body as he slowly went upward in and out to find his own release in her tight wet walls.

Jude was panting resting her naked body on his when she kissed his cheek, "I'm so gonna miss this."

Tom traced his hands through her hair as her head stayed rested on his chest. She became more settled as she laid on top of him with a pounding heart; he no longer inside of her, "I'm gonna miss you so much Jude."

Jude heard the undertone of sadness in his voice and what seemed to be a crack as well. She tilted her head up to kiss his jaw line, "Only 3 months Quincy and you can come visit."

Tom kissed the top of her head and adjusted himself to be holding her tightly, "Only if you want."

"I don't think I could go a full three months without seeing my fiancé." Jude whispered feeling her voice crack. "So more if you want to."

Tom knew she had to do this alone for them to ever stay together, he knew she needed space and a life separate from him but that didn't mean he had his doubts. He had those regrets of even being the one to bring it up and wondered if she would have ever said anything. He had his deep hopes that she'd turn around and makes him come along, but those were deep down, somewhere he was afraid to admit. "Jude I would take every opportunity possible offered in the next few months to see you."

She smiled to herself, "You're perfect Quincy."

Later that night Jude and Tom were sitting on his couch watching various comedy movies and enjoying each other's company while they still could. She was nuzzled under his arm and head leaning on his chest as he was tucked in the corner of the couch holding her. The one thought that could not leave his head until everything was said and done was this tour. He kept staring down at her wondering what he would possibly do with himself while she was gone. Jude had become his life and he even strayed from friends just to be with her as much as possible. He wanted Jude to see that this relationship was were his head at and all his player ways were long gone. Luckily with all Tom's efforts Jude had fully trusted him and she couldn't say she was concerned about how he'd spend their time apart. Now Tom on the other hand had his worries, he knew what kind of life Jude was about to be thrown into. He had spent his years on a tour bus as a tour manager through G Major, tour is where he met Chaz and had some of his wildest nights on the road. All Tom could hope is that she would come back in one piece and still his. He could only hope she wouldn't leave her heart on the road.

"All I can think about is losing you." Tom confessed in a solemn sigh randomly looking down at her.

This statement made her perk up and turn to him, "Why are you thinking like that? You're the one who said this was best."

"I know Jude, I just worry." His head bowed and Jude noticed this wasn't to start a fight. "I'm worried this world has more to offer you than I do."

Jude shook her head and grazed her hand across his cheek, "You are crazy Tom Quincy. I waited so long to finally get us right I'm not going to do anything stupid. Can you trust me?"

"I trust you Jude, I just don't trust everyone else. You're gonna be having such a blast and meeting new people constantly. What if you meet someone else? What if you realize I'm not the one? What if you don't want to settle down anymore?" All of his heart aching questions were spewing out like word vomit.

Jude sighed as she dropped her hands, "Thomas Quincy when will you understand that there will never be anyone else." She bowed her forehead to his, "You're my soul-mate. I can't explain why I'm so sure of it. I just know it. There is no one else out there for me. I can feel it every time I see you, every time I touch you, every time I kiss you, I feel it."

Their lips pressed gently together and then pulled apart as Tom looked into her eyes, "I feel it too Jude. That's why I asked you to marry me."

"So stop worrying babyboy." Jude whispered.

"You have my heart and my trust." Tom hushed as they crashed their lips together again. Their tongues feverishly fought to prove their love for one another. One way or another both were determined to make sure this was going to last. They would make it through tour, hopefully.