Jonesy X Jude Novels & Stories

Looking over the crowd, I lean away but he moves closer watching this video. Jude says, "I can't make out anything." Presley cuddles up next to him and points, "I know, but if you look right here you'll see its head." "Oh, yeah. I see it," Jude replies. Cutting his eyes back at me, Jude adds, "It's almost as tall as the trees." The female neighbors present are enchanted as Jude speaks. Once he's done, Jamie extends her hand saying, "Hi, I'm Jamie. I live in 1005. I've never seen you before."

She was his wife. Contract or not. And David Jones never forgave traps. Not twice. Not ever. Somewhere in the house, Judy sat quietly, unaware. But the storm was shifting. And justice was already moving toward her enemies.

I used to flirt back before I had Ella, but since, I’ve been nothing but cordial. “Master Jace, this is unexpected. Did you come by for that private massage that I’ve been offering you for months now?” She giggles. “Nah, sorry Jules, I’m a one-sub-Dom now. Didn’t you hear?” I grin. She shrugs, “Jude likes them, and he has a sub.” I scoff, “Yeah, and Beth usually joins in with you both.” Jules gives me a devilish smile, “Yeah, she does!”

I tamp down on my excitement and ask the logical question instead. "Why did you bring me here?" Jude kicks a rock, and it goes scuttling across the ground and down the cliff. "Can you imagine?" I peer up at him. He has grown taller. What is he now, 6'2? "What?" "Us, kissing with such a view." It takes a few seconds for his words to sink in. Did he just... What is he thinking? He looks back at me, squinting his blue eyes in the sunlight. "Or fucking on the hood of my car."

Jude warns. My eyes widen as I study his face, his eyes landing every where but on me. “Shit, do you have company?” Jade asks in a whisper. It’s so funny given she’s on speakerphone. “No.” “Well then we can talk about her yeah?” “No. I have to go Jade. You got your advice yeah?” “Yes but—” “Good night.” “Wa—” Jude hangs up on her. “Rude Jude,” I mutter, acting like it wasn’t me Jade was blabbering about at the end. Unless she wasn’t talking about Trey, and we all know she was.

It’s awe. “They love each other,” Jude says, voice soft like he’s afraid of scaring the words away. He pours us both drinks. Hands me mine. I take it, sip, and let the bitter sting slap the jealousy out of me. Even now, I think. Even after today. Viv still looks at him like he’s her whole damn universe. And Jace? That man only sees her. I stare harder. Like I can figure out their secret if I squint hard enough.

There was a moment of stunned silence before Jude’s voice came through. "You’re serious? Dad actually agreed to replace Alexander? How did you manage it, Adams?" Jude asked. Adams smirked. "I told you to trust my instincts, didn’t I? Now, where are you?" "I’m at home," Jude replied, sounding eager. "Come over. We need to celebrate this." But before Adams could respond, he heard a female voice in the background on Jude’s end. "Are you leaving me?" she asked in a soft, disappointed tone. Adams rolled his eyes, feeling a rush of irritation.

What are you doing? Geni: Laundry. Want some company? Me: I know what you're trying to do. I'm fine. Geni: You're not fine. You've been moping around all week. He's an asshole. You need some fun. Me: Yes he's an asshole. But fun on my day off means Jamie Fraser in a kilt. Geni: Really. Which episode are you on? When I don't answer her fast enough, because I don't honestly know, she texts again.

Turning I exposed my ass, then directed his hand to my underwear. “With pleasure.” He tugged it down, the material loosening. Damn, I wanted it off. I wanted to be naked with these two hot-for-it guys. “God, you just drove me crazy,” Jude said, fisting his cock and watching as Jade buried his face between my ass cheeks, kissing noisily. Quickly I discarded the dress. Then tipped forward, breathing heavily as Jade dragged his tongue up the crack of my ass cheeks. “I want to come,” Jude said. “I want you to come.”

Maybe it was better that he had no doubts, no uncertainty. “I’m waiting,” Jones said, goading Leesa. “Go ahead. Do your best—or your worst.” Keeping his grip on Judy’s arm, he edged away from her, purposefully providing Leesa with a clearer target. The prongs of his weapon moved away from Judy’s skin. Leesa held back a smile. This, at least, was something she had seen in her dream. She just hoped what happened next followed her vision as closely. This was the moment of no return. Stepping forward, she laid her hand lightly upon Jones’ shoulder.