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Chapter 23

The Day To Nowhere

They found the car parked in the V.I.P section, carefully, spaces away from any of the others. Jude could only whistle in pure admiration as she walked around it to take in the sleek curves. It was a metallic red, screaming look at me! Pull me over! I have too much money! Jude laughed at the thoughts in her head. This was so typical Tommy, but she could see why he had wanted this car so badly. Her fingers slide along the smooth surface as he clicked the unlock button. Tommy admired the car and her, his two favorite girls. He went around and opened the door for her, surprising her as he leaned down for a quick kiss before she got in.

As she belted herself in, the car started, not with a purr, but with a roar of the V8 engine that got even Jude's blood pumping. She did drive a vintage muscle car herself after all. He put his sunglasses on and they sped out of the parking area. As they drove down the country roads, he linked his fingers with hers and place their joined hands on his thigh, only letting go when he needed to shift. It was a beautiful Fall day, with sun shining and leaves starting to turn. Their silence was companionable, which had always surprised him about Jude. Normally she was pretty outspoken, but she always seemed to know when the situation called for quiet. Jude shifted a little and felt a sharp corner of something jab her in her jacket. She took out a case containing a CD Kyle had just downloaded for her. The disc made its way into the slot before Tommy could protest. She winked at him and he laughed. The mariachi style guitar solo started and she could see the skeptical look he gave her, even with his sunglasses on.

"Just listen. Things aren't always what you expect you know."

"Like you." He replied. She gave a small smile as she looked out the window again. The song changed and he understood what she meant then. It was different, but good. The beat drew the listener in and he found his foot pushing down a little harder on the accelerator as the trees whipped by.

Perfection

The found a little roadside cafe and had an early lunch there. Jude realized this was kind of like their first date. That was extremely weird. The place was not busy and their empty plates were forgotten as they worked on the music to the lyrics he had written for her. The waitress half listened to them as she cleaned up around the place, amused by their humming and sudden bursts of inspiration as they worked on a melody. The young couple were really cute as they laughed and argued all in the same breath. The man looked a bit familiar to her and she wondered. He was movie star handsome, with piercing blue eyes.

"So what are we going to name this latest Jude Harrison, Tom Quincy collaboration?" He asked twirling a finger in her golden locks.

"Forever." They stared at each other until the squeal of the waitress shocked them out of their moment.

"You're Little Tommy Q! Oh my God my daughter loves you! Don't go anywhere we live just down the street. I have to call her." They watched her run behind the counter and then looked at each other again. He stood up pulling her with him. His wallet was out in a second and a few bills were placed down on the table before he dragged her out the door.

They were laughing, as the tires kicked up gravel and they pulled back onto the road. So much for normalcy.

"Did I mention I like it when you wear skirts?" She had on a blue skirt, cut just above the knee and a white blouse on. His hand found its way to her thigh.

"I ran out of clean clothes." The skirt had been one of the many items Sadie had left for her. His fingers inched their way further up her inner thigh and she bit her lip as they stroked her soft skin. The pads of his digits rubbed against her panties and she had to hold back a moan. She parted her legs giving him better access. He slipped the fabric to one side and started to caress her curls, sliding against her lips. His fingers found her sensitive nub and he pinched it gently sending a wave of desire through her, bowing her spine. His finger slid into her and she was already wet at his touch. Another finger joined the first and he started short thrusts against her willing flesh. As she neared her orgasm he stopped suddenly and her eyes opened to stare at him accusingly. He had a smirk on his face as he brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked them clean one by one. She could only stare, enraptured.

Her eyes were dark with desire as she reached for his hard arousal pushing insistently against his jeans. She placed her hand on top of him and squeezed gently. Then she unbuttoned his fly and pulled down the zipper, knuckles skimming his length through his boxers. He bit back a groan as she took him out of his shorts. Her hand fisted around him and she moved her hand up and down on his shaft in a twisting motion that she knew he liked.. He lost focus of the road for a moment and they swerved as he saw the curve coming up. She grinned at him as he gave her a half exasperated look.

"Pull over." She murmured as she leaned close and started to suck on his neck. He saw an unmarked road and took the corner a little fast as he pulled into a small wooded clearing. Tommy braked hard and shut the car off in a heartbeat. He pushed the seat back giving them room to maneuver. She swung her legs over his, straddling him as their lips met and tongues tangled. Tommy pulled back and started to unbutton her blouse, but his fingers were clumsy and he growled with frustration, finally just ripping the fabric apart causing the buttons to fly onto the floor. Jude's mouth gaped open in shock.

"Hey! I liked that blouse!" He pushed the cups of her bra down and he had his mouth on her nipples before she could protest anymore. She started to grind again his hard length, teasing herself and him mercilessly. His hands slid down to her ass and she guessed his intent and pulled back.

"Don't you dare! I'm not going bare assed in this skirt!" He laughed as she wiggled and squirmed against him pulling her panties down herself. The movement of her body rubbing against him made him groan. She positioned herself at his tip and slid down the barest centimeter, wetting his hard cock with her juices. Their mouths met again and his hips thrust up involuntarily. She pulled away from his lips.

"Condom." She whispered breathlessly and shifted off of him so he could put one on. He put his hand to the back of her head and pulled her in for another kiss as she lowered herself slowly onto his arousal. He swallowed her gasp as he filled her to the hilt. His hands went to her hips, but she pulled them away and shook her head. Her hands went to his shoulders to brace herself as she slid herself up and down, the slow pace driving them both a little crazy. Their eyes locked as she quickened her pace, feeling the burn in her thigh muscles. He grasped her ass, holding her in place and pushed up hard, starting a faster harder rhythm that left both of them gasping. She was so close, but she wanted him to cum at the same time so she tightened her inner muscles on him, making him thrust faster. He lost his rhythm as she started to convulse around him, sending him careening into an intense orgasm. She let herself fall against him and he held her wrapping his arms around her back.

As they drove back to the hotel he thought about the day they had spent together. It wasn't just the sex, although that had been a fing mazing. It was her and the song they had worked on and the laughter and hell even the silence. She smiled over at him as he squeezed her hand. If this was a glimpse of how real life would be with her, it was impossible because nothing could be that perfect. At least it never had been for Tommy Quincy.

Nothing Lasts

Later on they found themselves in her hotel room. Tommy was intent on sweetening her up, so that he could mention the question that had been bugging him for weeks now. She had been so resistant to the idea of it, that he had to try a different tact. So his lips started at the sensitive curve of her ear, and then down to the pulse of her throat as his fingers brushed her nipples through her shirt. She let out a sigh as his teeth nipped at her soft skin. He pulled back, sensing her mood was as good as it was going to get.

"Jude come with me to Asia..." He pleaded and she tensed. She had refused to answer him the last two times he had asked her. She frowned as she moved away from him and sat up.

"Is Portia going?" He nodded reluctantly, knowing this wasn't going the way he had intended.

"What do we alternate days? Or do I get days and she gets nights? Is that how it goes?"

"It'll be just like now. This has been working." Jude thought he must have been delusional. How was this working? He was tearing her apart and Portia definitely wasn't happy.

"If I go like this I'll be what? Your pet groupie? At least I had a reason to be on this tour." She wouldn't tell him now, that she could have a reason to be on the next tour if she wanted it.

"You're my girlfriend!" He said in frustration.

"Married men don't have girlfriends Tommy... just mistresses and whores." The force of the guilt that slammed through him was like an attack, making him want to lash out in return.

"You knew I was married the first time you slept with me Jude!" He wanted to take the words back so badly at the look he had just put in her eyes.

"Go back to your wife then Tommy!" She didn't say it with volume, but with the forcefulness in her voice she usually reserved for music.

"Why is it always so easy for you to let 'us' go Jude?" He asked softly.

"Maybe because there shouldn't have been an 'us' to begin with." Her words hit him like a blow and he clenched his fists, before giving her one final glare.

"Maybe you're right." He stormed out of her room, her words echoing in his head. He needed someone who accepted him as Little Tommy Q and didn't expect more than that from him. He made his way back to his own room where she greeted him in surprise.

His Wife

He kneaded her plump breast through the silk material and his lips found her throat as he tried to drown out the emotion he felt for another.

"Not so rough..." Portia said in a husky rasp. He froze and let go of her, standing up in one quick motion. She looked up at him in puzzlement. "I didn't mean stop..."

"I...can't...This is wrong..." Not until Jude had he ever experienced real guilt at his own actions.

"I'm your wife! How can this be wrong?!" He just shook his head and started to back away. "Tommy?" He did not know what to say.

"I need to go..."

"To her?! If your girlfriend is so in love with you. Why didn't she say yes to the Asia tour right away like Darius wanted?" He looked up at her in shock. Jude had never mentioned anything about Asia. "You ever think you're just a fling to her too?!" She picked up the bedside alarm clock and threw it at him, grazing his shoulder, but he didn't even flinch. He glared at her, any sense of guilt rushing away in a tide of anger.

"I can't handle you like this..."

"When have you ever tried?!" She continued to rant at him, but his ears tuned her out like they had countless times before, like he had with his mother when he had still lived at home. He had had enough of her. His right hand went to his left and Portia watched as he yanked off the gold band encircling his ring finger.

"I can't do this with you anymore!" He threw the ring onto the coffee table where it bounced and landed on the carpet. He turned to storm out the door not even acknowledging her final words.

"You don't get it! Nobody leaves me! Nobody makes a fool out of me!"