Bayou Stix Series: Bayou Stix Limited Edition Box Set (46 page)

Growling at her, I lean in and kiss her quickly. She wasn’t expecting that. She looks at me with those gorgeous blue eyes and I want to pull her into the nearest corner and have my wicked way with her. “Does that bother you?”

Her brows arch. “Does what bother me?”

“The fact that I’ve been with a lot of women. Most only once and most only for sex.”

She shrugs. “No. I know what you are. I’m not an idiot. And I went into this knowing your past and how you view women, Jessie.”

“How I view women? How do you think I view you?” I’m a little pissed off. Is she insinuating that I’m only using her for sex?!

Placing her hand on my face and tracing the bruise on my cheek, she says, “I’m not picking a fight with you. I know that you used women for sex and they used you. It was mutual, Jessie. And I know that you know I’m not like what, well, what you’re used to. I’m not a virgin or a prude by any means, but for me, sex is not just about sex. I don’t fuck everything with a penis and you know that. But I do fuck
you
… so…”

Grabbing her and pulling her into my body, I say against her lips, “You
only
fuck me, woman!” And I take her mouth in a bruising kiss.

She shocks me by biting my lip and pulling my lip ring into her mouth. I moan. Then pulling back, she looks at me and pins me with her gaze. “And
you
only fuck me. I won’t share you.” Swooping in, I capture her mouth and squeeze her ass.

Dear God. She revs me up. Calm down, Jessie. I don’t know what this is between us, but my heart is on the fast track with her.

The intercom breaks into our passion filled make out session. It’s time to board.

Next stop, Baton Rouge.

Blue

Good Lord. My heart is still pounding from that conversation before we boarded. Shit. Jessie touches me and it’s like my body is consumed.

Jessie is stowing our carry-ons and I’m trying to get myself under control. All I want to do is climb on top of him and join the mile high club. Sheesh, who is this woman he turns me into?!

He sits, buckles himself and then me, and looks over at me. “You ok? Still want to do this?”

I smile sheepishly and shrug. “Do what? Come to Baton Rouge?”

He runs his hands through his hair. I love that nervous habit.

“Yeah. Come to Baton Rouge. With me.”

“I do. Yes. Do you still want me to?”

He sucks his lip ring into his mouth and reaches for my hand. My heart starts doing cartwheels… “I do. Yes.” He winks. “You do realize I’ve never had a woman stay with me, right?”

I smirk and wink back. “Yeah, I know. Manwhores don’t typically allow sleepovers for extended periods of time.”

“Manwhore? Well what does that make you then, woman? You know what I am and you choose to sleep with me anyway?” He looks annoyed.

Leaning in, I nip his ear and whisper, “A woman who likes to be fucked good and hard. That’s what.”

He moans and grabs his jacket to cover his crotch. “Don’t say shit like that, Blue.” Closing his eyes and leaning his head back, he starts reciting numbers.

Giggling, I have to ask, “What are you doing?”

Never opening his eyes, he mumbles, “Distracting myself. Because right now, all I want to do is fuck you good and hard.”

I reach under the jacket and rub his rock hard dick. Through gritted teeth he says, “Dammit, Blue…”

He looks at me and I open my eyes wide, expressing my innocence. I bat my eyes. “What, Jessie. What’s wrong?”

“You’re evil.” He growls. “And so bad.”

“You love it, so shut up.” I blow him a kiss and squeeze.

“Well, unless you’re going to actually do something with that… you need to move your hand and I’m not really all that fond of getting arrested on a plane because I fucked you in the open.”

I laugh and move my hand. Jessie catches it and wraps his large hand around my small one. “Lean back and relax. We’ll be in Louisiana soon and I have no idea what’s waiting for us at the airport.”

The flight passes quickly as Jessie dozes. I can’t help but stare at him. He’s so gorgeous. All muscley and tattooed with that hair and those eyes… and that lip ring drives me crazy. He’s not my type at all, but damned if I’m not completely consumed by him.

Suddenly, I hear, “I can feel you staring at me.”

I grin. “I am staring at you. Sorry.”

He cracks his eyes open and my breath catches. Dear Lord. He smiles and my heart takes flight.

“It’s ok. I know my male perfection is distracting. Stare away.” He winks.

I pull my hand out of his and roll my eyes. “Shit, Jessie… and then you open your mouth. Perfect picture ruined.”

He laughs out loud. “Don’t act like you don’t like that about me.”

I smirk back and then laugh. “Sheesh. How do you fit through a door with your head that big?”

Grabbing me, he pulls me in for a kiss. “You like my big head.
Both
of them.”

“Oh my God… you are too much… I think your groupies have gotten to you. Do you stare at yourself in the mirror too?”

He’s belly laughing by now. I’m trying hard to hold my own laughter in and keep a straight face. “I don’t have to. You stare at me enough that I don’t need to stare at myself. And hey… don’t knock my fans. They are dedicated.”

“Yeah, dedicated to getting in your pants.” I mutter. I might be a little jealous…

“You wanted in my pants.” He mutters under his breath.

“I did not.” I poke him in the chest, and he grabs my hand. “You touched
me.
You followed
me
.”

“Uh huh. Keep telling yourself that, woman. You’re the one coming home with
me
.” He lets go of my hand and rests his hands behind his head, gazing at me with hooded eyes and a smirk.

“Yeah, because fraternizing with
you
got me fired. Good thing the sex is good.” He’s so exasperating. But damned if I don’t love it.

“Hey now. I’m sorry about that. But the sex is not ‘good’!”

My eyebrows shoot up and my mouth drops open. My hands are gripping the armrest so hard my knuckles turn white. “Wh-what? The sex isn’t good?”

He looks at me with a serious look on his face, then smiles that panty melting smile. “Nope. The sex is fan-fucking-tastic. You are a rock star in bed, Blue.” He winks and looks at my hands. “You might want to let go of that armrest. You break it, you buy it.” I blush as I see the man in the seat across the aisle listening intently to our banter.

“Oh, God… Shoot me now.” I whisper.

Jessie turns and smiles at him. “Enjoying the show there, Bud?”

He turns bright red and apologizes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. I’m sorry.” And he faces the window.

Jessie turns back to me and grins. I roll my eyes. The flight attendant comes over the intercom and says we’re about to land.

Fifteen minutes later, I’m watching the plane circle Baton Rouge and I am staring out of the window as we come in for our landing. We’re in the front of the plane, so fifteen minutes later, the doors open and we are unloading.

Well, I’m here… Come what may.

Jessie

W
e’re heading down the escalator at BTR and Blue is taking everything in. “You’ve been here before, right?”

She looks at me as she responds. “I was here for the interview with Bayou Stix in September, but I’ve never spent time here. We flew into New Orleans, drove down here, and then flew out of New Orleans the next day.”

Smirking I say, “Ah, you’re a Baton Rouge virgin.”

“I guess so.” Blue clucks her tongue and watches me out of the corner of her eye. “You going to pop my cherry?”

My brows arch and I chuckle. Man, she matches me tit for tat. I love it! “Oh, you’re going to be popped all over the place as soon as I get you to my place. And I think I might have some cherries in the fridge.” I wink.

Her cheeks turn pink. Point for me!

As we round the corner for baggage claim, we both hear. “They’re here!”

Lexi races across the floor and hugs Blue. Jude stands there with his brow raised watching the women embrace like they haven’t seen each other in a year instead of a few days. Then he looks at me, then Blue, with a question in his eyes. I shrug and smile. He smiles back and reaches out to shake my hand and slap my back. He says in my ear, “Be careful with her, man.”

Nodding my head, we wait for the bags while the girls chatter. Jude has his hands in his pockets and his legs spread. He’s wearing a ball cap and sunglasses. I’ve pulled on a Saints cap before disembarking too.

“So, she’s staying with you?” He asks me.

“She is.” I say it and wait for the panic to come. It doesn’t…

“Liam is settled at Dade’s place. I think Lex and Bradi are going to grab her tomorrow and go do wedding stuff.” He looks over at me to gauge my reaction.

“Ok.” I nod. “Cool. How’s that going? You ready, man?”

He looks over at Lexi and his face lights up. “Yeah, I would have married her yesterday, but she wants the wedding. These last few weeks can’t go by fast enough though. The Bachelor/Bachelorette party in New Orleans is next weekend. Y’all good with that?”

“Yup. We’re good. Happy for you, Bro.” I look at Jude. He’s watching me watch Blue. “I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing…”

He laughs. “I know.” Slapping my back, he says, “Just go with it. Let what’s going to happen, happen. Just don’t fuck it up… again.”

Shaking my head, I mutter, “Fucker.”

He laughs again and turns as the girls walk over. Just then the conveyer kicks on and we start to look for our luggage.

Jude throws his arm around Lexi and pulls her into him, kissing her head. They are so natural and affectionate with each other. I look at Blue out of the corner of my eyes and she’s staring at the conveyer. Reaching out, I grab her hand. Her head whips towards mine and her brows rise in silent question. I thread our fingers and lift my brows in a challenge. She smirks and her hold tightens on my hand.

Well, ok then… I guess we’re doing this shit.

Looking over, I catch the shit-eating grin on Jude’s face and the ear to ear smile on Lexi’s as they take in Blue and me. Lexi winks and blows me a kiss.

I roll my eyes.

Blue’s bags come around and I let go of her hand so I can grab them. My one bag comes around next.

She has three bags and her carry on, plus her laptop. We all grab a bag and I sling mine over my shoulder as we head out to Jude’s car.

The girls climb in the back and Jude and I load the bags, then we climb into the front and set off.

“Am I bringing y’all straight to your place or do you want to grab something to eat? I think Liam stocked your fridge before he left.” Jude asks me.

Looking at Blue in the mirror, I notice how happy she seems to be near Lexi. So comfortable. But I have an itch that only she can scratch. Glancing at Jude I reply, “No, head to my place. We’re going to get settled. We’ll hang with y’all tomorrow.”

He smirks again and says, “Ok then.” He chuckles and says under his breath. “Damn, Jessie Adams is tamed… never thought I’d see the day.”

Whipping my head at him, I mutter. “Your ass. Shut the hell up, fucker.” I’m not tamed. Just because I only want Blue right now, it doesn’t mean I’m whipped. I’m not whipped?!

He belly laughs and the girls stop chattering.

Lexi smiles and says, “What are you laughing at? What’d we miss?”

At the same time, Jude and I answer, “Nothing!” We look at each other and laugh.

Blue’s eyes meet mine in the mirror. She smirks.

Shit, did she hear all that?!