Jude (A Cocky Cage Fighter Novel Book 2)

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behind his head. Wow doesn't even begin to describe him.
    "Seeing you wearing nothing but the glasses is really hot," he tells me with a grin. "Why have you been hiding all this sexiness, Sadie? I had no idea you were so damn beautiful."    
    I shake my head when I climb on the bed, and go straight for his semi-hard cock. I want to return the favor and distract him from my dorkiness. I'm like Cinderella, and now that it's past midnight I'm turning back into the awkward, unattractive, geeky tomboy.
    "Damn, Sadie," he groans when my lips seal around his length. I drag my tongue over his smooth, hardening flesh, moaning at the incredible feeling of him. "Mmm, God, yes."
    I look up at his face while I work to take him deeper. Jude's head is thrown back, his jaw clenched tight. Eventually he cracks one dark eye open and grins down at me. "You're killing me, baby. Let me... oh God ...let me fuck you again."
    I nod my agreement and he moves lightning fast. Somehow he goes from stretched out on his back to standing beside the bed in a matter of seconds.
    Jude grips my hips tightly with both of his hands, pulling me to the edge of the mattress to sink in deep from behind.
    "Got to fuck you...can't get enough," he says as he pounds his cock into me like I'm being punished. And whatever my offense is, I want to do it over and over again to evoke this response from him.
    The next time I wake up I'm draped over Jude like a blanket, wrapped in his arms, the room in pitch black darkness. My stomach gives a growl against his and he shifts awake. "Hungry?" he asks, his voice raspy with sleepiness.
    "Uh-huh."
    "It's three-forty-five. You want to head to that early breakfast thing?"
    "Can we go naked?" I ask.
    "Hell no. It's bad enough everyone gets to see you in that damn dress."
    "I bet it'll be chilly, so I could probably use your jacket."
    "Deal," he agrees.
    I roll off of Jude and stretch my arms over my head. Happiness fills my body and soul like nothing I've ever felt before. I'm not sure how things are going to work out between the two of us once we leave the hotel and go back to the real world, but I'm trying not to worry about it now. I want to enjoy every second I have alone with Jude. But thinking about seeing him every day at the gym after being with him like this...I won't be able to stand going back to being invisible.  

Chapter Six
     
    Jude
    I reluctantly turn on the bedside lamp and pull my clothes back on while I wait for Sadie to dress in the bathroom. If I hadn't heard her stomach rumble with hunger I wouldn't even think of leaving this room anytime soon. I have to admit that I've worked up my own appetite. I never imagined sex could be so damn amazing, and now that I'd had a taste I'm a fiend for more. Maybe this is why my brother was with more women than he could count before he married Page. It's addictive, and now I'm hooked.
    Sadie comes back into the room with her dress on, hotter than fuck. She's smoothed her hair down but she still has that just fucked look to her, even with the sexy glasses. I hand her my tux jacket and she slips it on.
    "Ready?" I ask.
    "Yeah, sure." She grabs her tiny purse and sticks the room key inside it, then we're ready to go.
    The banquet room is packed with kids, mostly looking tired, hungover, or just fucked. After we fix a plate, mine piled high with pancakes, sausage, and eggs, we sit down with the group from the limo.
    "So, where've you two been?" the girl in the purple dress asks with a smirk.
    "Asleep," Sadie says, trying not to smile and failing.
    "Yeah, we were all asleep ." The girl laughs.
    "Ryder's been bad mouthing you," one of the guys says.
    "I warned that sonofabitch not to say another word about her," I snap, looking around the room for the bastard. 
    "Oh, he was talking shit about you, not her," the dude clarifies.
    "Well in that case, he can have at it," I respond. I will knock the shit out of that little bastard if I ever hear him speak to Sadie again. I've never

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