After class I trailed to my lodge to grab some things hoping that Jude will still let me sleep at his place I shoot him a text to know if he was around.
"Where are you"
"I went out to get groceries, any problem?"
"No I'm on my way to your place, where are the keys?"
"under the flower pot"
"okay see you later"
Once I reached my lodge,I swung open the white washed slab. My roommate Madison was sitting on the bed cell in hand
"who were you texting?"
"no one"
"Oh" I shrugged "okay I know Madison she loves to talk to boys if I don't pressure her she will snap like a twig with little effort from me.
I spun, closed the door and wondered to my closet to rummage through in search of an article of clothes I hadn't won in ages. After I got all I needed I notified my roommate that I was going out though I didn't tell her it was Jude because she never met him.
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Jude's pov
I can't believe I called Maris my girlfriend I got enraged because she wasn't picking up her calls and I was worried I broke my yolks and burnt the bacon or because I couldn't grab her by the shoulders and shake some sense into her. Parts of me wanted to bend how over the table and f*** some sense into her.
I jerked off in the shower this morning and I repeated the process in my head 30 minutes in bed but nothing is coming my testosterone the way she does. The saying "nothing kills a man more than his thoughts" has never been more true.
My phone suddenly chimed from the hip of my denim trousers I halted and put it from my pocket and opened Maris's message.
She asked me about my whereabouts and also for my keys seems like she wants to come over.
After replying I shoved my cellphone into my pocket and continued my shopping.
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Maris's pov
My teeth have never looked better the pitch dark share lace painting them leaving nothing to imagination. Thankfully Jude's bedroom is a cool 69° and it shows the straps on my shoulders held the dress not that there was much fabric support the large gem in my nerve shined through the textile and even the lips between my thighs visible due to my lack of panties.
If Jude wants to see other people I will show him what he would miss out on. I wandered from his bedroom and headed to the kitchen.
"Popcorn?" I yelled into the living room.
Jude should be setting up a movie right now but little does he know I have other things in my head.
"Yeah sure, that sounds good-" His words fell flat.
I smiled to myself figuring he must have put a glimpse. I curved into the kitchen and flung open the cabinet where he kept the boxes of kernels. I stood on my toes and reached for it.
"Uh Maris?" His tone sounded from behind me. "What the hell is that?"
I abandoned my stance, twisting towards him "What?"
"That..." His gaze strolled over my body.
"Oh this?" I glanced at my outfit."it's a sleep dress"
He locked a brow "That's a lingerie Bae, this ain't no dress"
"Oh well we're friends right "I shrugged. "I mean you've seen me naked so why does it matter?"
"Are you kidding me? You can't prance around here like that "
"Like what?"
"Like that "
He can pretend that he doesn't like what he sees, The growing tent in his trousers says it all. Now I can invoke that tiny hint of jealousy from earlier, his erection and his anger would be the winning ticket to my lottery.
"Jeez first you tell me I can't date anyone else and now you are telling me what to wear?"
"Maris that's indignant" he snarled referring to my dress.
"Indignant? What's so indignant about this?"
"You really have to ask?"
"Well my ex liked it"
His expression darkened and he stood silent. He's probably about to rip the thing off.
"You wore that for him?
"Yep"
"And you thought it's a good idea to wear it here?"
I shrugged. "I guess I didn't think about it"
I love his jealousy regarding my ex. For the life of n, I can't understand why he is but it gives the illusion that he cares about me more than a friend.
"I can get you one of my old tshirts to put over it" he muttered.
"No thanks, I'm good"
"Maris"
"Listen Jude I'm not your responsibility and I'm certainly not your girlfriend"
Even though I part of me wanted to.
"Why are you making this difficult?"
"No the question is why are you so worried about an outfit another man fucked me in"
"Don't" he growled.
"Don't what?" I smirked. "Say that I've had sex with other guys"
"Maris"
The charcoal in his eye pressured me hard enough to form a diamond merely aiding my desire for him.
"Put the fucking shirt on" he ordered me
I eased the straps from my shoulder. He furrowed his eyebrows.
"What are you____"
The scoop neck fabric popped below my breasts, halting his speech. Jude's eyes dropped with the subtle bounce of my tits I made a slow show of shimmying from it.
Jude didn't tell me to get naked but I also didn't see him stopping me either. I claimed his teeth and slipped it from his fist. I wore it.
He bent snatching my lingerie. He spun towards the trash can, tossing it inside.
"What the hell?" I missed stealing a few steps towards him.
"So many memories attached to it, huh?"
"Fuck you Jude"
He cinched my arm, twirling me around. He forcefully bent me over the oak table centering the kitchen. The chill of the wood gripped my tits. His palm fanned my bare skin underneath my shirt and a sharp pain radiated across my right ass cheek.
"So this is how you like being treated?"
Another sting broke across my flesh in the same spot.
I moaned into the grain and slyly smiled to myself.
"Is this what you want?" He snarled.
The warmth of his hips nudged their way between my thighs. I cried across the timber as an intense pressure invaded my sex. His low groan echoed above me while he eased in a few more inches. My fingertips curled into the wood as Jude began to rock his thick erection inside me.
My hips flexed slightly off the table allowing him deeper. "Oh fuck Jude!"
"You like it don't you?"
His speed increased, slamming into me which launched a string of pleasuring cries across the table. Tears pooled the corner of my eyes. The warmth of his hands clamping my waist.
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