SMUT WARNING!

Chapter 8

She Belongs To Herself

"Hey Chaz got a minute?" Chaz was sitting backstage, surrounded by Boyz Attack fans. He looked over at Tommy with irritation, but got up and walked over to him. Tommy nodded at his dressing room and they both entered shutting the door behind them.

"What do you want Quincy?"

"Do you have a thing for Jude?" Chaz smirked.

"Why do you care? Are you jealous?"

"Leave her alone man. She's not interested."

"What? You think she wants you?" Chaz said sarcastically.

"I know she doesn't want you." Chaz shook his head, in amazement.

"Don't forget Tommy. You're married." Tommy felt the anger rising. Chaz always knew which buttons to push.

"Just leave her alone Chaz." With that Tommy walked out.

Honesty

Kwest watched as Tommy brushed off the two girls that had come up to them. Both of them could have been models they had looked so fine. Tommy and Kwest had run into each other after the concert and decided to grab a drink. He knew it was time to ask his friend the question that had been on his mind.

"T. What's going on with you and Jude?" Kwest asked as he took a drink of his beer.

"Nothing. We're just friends." Kwest snorted. Ever since Jude and SME had joined the tour Tommy had seemed less and less interest in the groupies they were constantly surrounded by. He still flirted with them, but it was like he was doing it on autopilot. Kwest hadn't really seen him go off with any one girl in a longtime. The only girl Tommy seemed to hang out with was Jude and when they sang together the chemistry was undeniable. There had also been that weird bathroom thing.

"I know you man. You can't be friends with a girl. You're falling for her." Tommy didn't respond to his statement, instead just took a long drink from his glass. "You can't do this. Darius will destroy you if you hurt his sister."

"It's not even like that." Tommy wondered who he was trying to convince, Kwest or himself.

"Jude's different man. She's a good kid, not one of your groupies."

"You think I'm okay with this? I meet the coolest chick I know. The one who gets me the most and I'm married to someone else."

"Leave her alone. If you care about this girl let her go."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I think I love her." Tommy finally admitted, to Kwest and to himself. He took a long drink of his rum and Coke and thought about her, like he always did, while Kwest was simply stunned into silence.

Hungry?

Tommy was walking by the vending area, as he saw her familiar figure. She was giving the candy machine a death glare. Her boot clad foot went up to kick it and he winced. She turned and saw him, her eyes looked desperate.

"Hey do you have any change on you? I'm freaking starving and that damn thing ate my dollar!" He had to give a small smile at the frustration in her voice.

"It's not funny. I haven't eaten since this morning and someone got into my Pop Tart stash." It was now almost midnight, so he felt a pang of sympathy. They had just gotten back to the hotel from their concert an hour ago. He grabbed her hand and she looked at him in surprise.

"Come on." He said, tugging her out of the alcove. "I'll buy you a burger." Her mouth started to water at the thought. She let him lead them out the side entrance, careful to check for lurking girls and a few guys too, now that Jude was starting to get recognized. Releasing Broken with Tommy had definitely helped raise her CD sales and her fame. It had actually beaten out a Boyz Attack song for #1 on the charts, making the tension between Chaz and Tommy that much worse.

Turning Point

They ducked into the shop overhang laughing, knowing avoiding the water was silly as they were both already soaked through. It had started to downpour while they had talked inside the diner. What the pouring rain had left dry, the puddle splashed by the passing taxi had taken care of. He reached over and smoothed her stringy hair out of her face, wiping away the rivulets sliding down her soft skin. Her cheek leaned into his warm hand for a moment, his hand cupping her face and she looked up, their eyes catching.

She stepped closer as his hand dropped to her waist, the other one to the small of her back pulling her flush against him. He leaned down, she reached up and their lips met. He tilted his head to deepen the kiss and she responded without hesitation. Something about him made her respond differently to him than the boys she had kissed. Something about her lips drew him in like no other. An eternity passed, but too soon they pulled apart. Their breath was ragged as their gazes locked again. He took her hand and they walked through the pounding rain, back to the hotel. Neither of them said a word as they separated at the elevators, heading to their respective rooms.

From First Kiss To First...Hello?!

She had dried off in the bathroom, changed and collapsed on top of the covers, for once not caring how many germs were on the comforter. She stared at the ceiling unable to stop thinking about, feeling that kiss on her lips. She had never felt like this about anyone before. It was almost too much, too intense. Sometimes she would catch him looking at her and she would fall into his eyes, forgetting to breath.

He heard the knock at the door and got up to answer it, clad in only pajama bottoms.

"Jude?" He asked sleepily. Her eyes were riveted on his muscled chest. She finally tore her eyes away knowing she was supposed to say something.

"Can I come in?" She said quickly. He moved so she could enter, shutting the door behind him. She perched on his bed.

"What's up?" He sat down beside her, wide-awake now at her proximity.

"That kiss tonight..."

"I know... It shouldn't have happened. I'm sorry." He said exasperated, not really believing his own words for a minute. He had been fighting this crazy attraction to her forever, at least it felt like forever.

"It's not that..." She said nervously.

"Then what?"

"I can't forget about it." She admitted, honesty shining in the depths of her big blue eyes. He stared into the vulnerable orbs and reached for her. His lips were gentle, afraid to scare her. She was the one who sought entrance to his mouth with her tongue and tangled her hands in his hair. He held her tightly, his palm warm on her back, underneath her short sleep shirt.

And Then She Fell

They leaned back on the sheets, his mouth leavings hers to kiss her neck. His tongue found the sensitive spot behind her ear, making her shiver lightly. His fingers made slow circles against her belly, as he pushed her shirt up an increment at a time. Her hands pressed against his hard bare chest, as his mouth traveled to her t-shirt covered shoulder, then lower making a trail down between her breasts, until he encountered the bared skin of her belly. The feel of his mouth and tongue on her skin, made her shiver again. He lifted her shirt and she let him pull it over her head. She had not put on another bra after taking off her wet clothes earlier. He just admired her slender form for a minute, his gaze scanning over every inch of exposed flesh.

He reached out and his fingers started at the valley of her breast, tracing its outline, memorizing the perfect curve. He cupped the soft mound as his mouth was drawn to the pink tip, his tongue circling, making her breath catch. His teeth grazed the sensitive flesh, making her gasp and then he started to suck on her nipple, causing new sensations to pulse from that point to places lower in her body. He took his time teasing one breast before starting on the other, enjoying her little whimpers. He didn't remember ever taking this much time to just taste a girl, but she was so sweet he didn't want to hurry.

"Tommy." She murmured and his name had never sounded so good on anyone else's lips. Her hand reached down and caressed his cheek, making him look up to catch her blue-gray eyes. His eyes were lost in their depths as he found his mouth reaching for hers, taking hers in a bruising kiss. All of a sudden, his patience deserted him, as her tongue met his. He positioned himself between her legs, pressing against her through the fabric of their pants. Her breasts pressed against his naked chest as he rubbed his lower body against hers. The friction was almost too much and not nearly enough. He hooked his thumbs in the waistbands of her shorts and panties pulling them down her legs. He quickly got rid of his own pajama bottoms and looked down at her flushed body. His fingers moved between her legs, finding her ready for him. His arm reached over her to the nightstand drawer, pulling a condom out. He sheathed himself quickly and positioned himself between her legs, leaning down to kiss her again. Her arms around his neck as her mouth moved against his. She pulled back as she felt his arousal at her entrance. She looked into his eyes darkened with passion.

"Tommy I've never..." She whispered a little embarrassed. He looked down into her eyes and kissed her, until she forgot everything, but the sensations inundating her.

"Just hold on." He whispered as his erection brushed against her. And she did, tightening her arms around his neck, their mouths meeting again. He sank slowly into her warmth, letting her get used to the feel of him inside of her. He began to push deeper into her watching her eyes for any sign of discomfort, but all he saw was surprise and that look of trust she always gave him. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he began to stroke against her inner muscles. Her eyes had darkened to a stormy blue and small whimpers escaped her lips as he changed the angle a little, rubbing himself against her more fully.

He had been with many girls, but somehow this was different. She was different

and all he cared about was making this good for her. At the same time, he couldn't seem to hang on to any control. Her mouth found the pulse at the base of his neck, biting down as he twisted his hips in a way that hit her just right. She could feel the pleasure spreading through her, centering on their joined bodies as his thrusts grew more urgent. Her muscles clamped down on him, as she started to go over. He felt himself break apart as he pushed himself into her tight wet heat. He collapsed against her, wanting to be as close as possible. He had never had the urge before, to hold on so tight that the other person became a part of him. She held him just as close, her legs tangled with his now, her arms still wrapped around his neck.

He lifted his head finally and looked down at her. He gave her a soft kiss on the lips.

"Are you okay?" He whispered. She gave him a small-satisfied smile that made him want her all over again.

"I think so." She ached a little, but it was a pleasant kind of ache, bordering on pleasure. He rolled off of her and onto his back, pulling her into his arms. They didn't speak, both of them trying to absorb what had just happened.

A Place We've Never Been

Later on Jude sat up in his bed and leaned over, reaching for her scattered clothes.

"Hey where are you going?" His palm caressed her hip.

"Back to my room?" She made it a question. This, him, it was all new to her and old news for him. She didn't know what to do. He sat up and cradled the back of her head with his hand, pulling her into his lips. She found herself wrapping her arms around his waist without conscious thought. He pulled back from the kiss and touched her cheek with the back of his other hand.

"Remember when you asked if I had ever been in love?" She nodded.

"You said if you had, you didn't know it."

"I was wrong. I never was or I would have known it." Her eyes searched his for answers.

"How...?" He placed his fingers against her swollen lips.

"Because now I know what it feels like." Her eyes widened. Was he saying he loved her? He gave her a small grin. "Yeah I do." He said answering her unasked question and pulled her in for another kiss.

Not So Sneaky

It was 6:30 when Jude tried to leave Tommy's room unnoticed. Her hair was a mess and she was strangely tired, but not sleepy. They had cuddled, kissed and dozed, but not gotten any real sleep. As she turned to shut his door, Bruno came out of his room two doors down. She froze as she looked at him. He had a towel around his neck and gym shorts and a tank top on. His eyes widened as he saw whom it was leaving Tommy's room.

"Morning." She said with a weak smile.

"Hey..." They gave each other one more glance, before he walked towards the gym and she back to her own room.