Chapter 3 - Jude Ashford

Jude POV

I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me. Since I got here, I can’t stop looking at Bonnie. She has grown into this beautiful woman. Her hair falls down her back while her body is defined now, her breasts round and plump lips asking to be kissed.

Come on, man, you can’t think of her like that. She is your best friend’s little sister, and she is ten years younger than you. I close my eyes, resting my head on the pillow as I remember her chocolate brown eyes locking on mine while I licked my finger, tasking the sugar that was on her lips.

I sound like a fucking psycho. I have never felt this type of desire for a woman, not even Meredith can make me think like this. I know she turned eighteen a couple of weeks ago, and she is a woman now, but I need to keep my distance and forget that I want her.

I shake my head, pushing away those thoughts, and I decide to walk downstairs and get some orange juice. I feel like my body is on fire just thinking of her. I adjust my throbbing cock into my shorts and open the bedroom door without making too much noise.

This is the first time I am staying in the guest room. I usually stay with Parker, but his Pool House is being refurbished, and I had to accept Benny’s invite. If I knew Bonnie had grown into the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, I would’ve said no. This is torture. Being under the same roof and not being able to touch her.

I walk into the kitchen to find Bonnie sitting on the top of the breakfast bar, cradling a glass of orange juice in her hands. Her legs are exposed, and she is only wearing a crop top with her underwear. Her tanned legs hang from the breakfast bar while she looks outside. I watch as he brings the glass to her lips and I consider going back to bed, but something in me snaps and I walk toward the fridge.

When she notices me, she jumps and places one hand over her beating heart. I can see her nipples through her top and I watch as she bites her lower lip, looking at me. I open the fridge to find that she has the last of the orange juice. I close it as I lean against the fridge, watching her.

“Do you need anything?” She asks, and I nod, walking slowly toward her. She places her orange juice next to her leg on the table and I place both my hands next to her legs and with one I grab the juice, bringing it to my lips and drinking it all.

“Yeah, I was thirsty,” I say, and she bites her lower lip again while I put the glass back where she had it before. I can see her eyes scanning my body and I can’t help but smirk when her eyes meet mine. She tries to pretend she wasn’t checking me out.

I can tell she’s feeling on edge with the proximity between the two of us, but I don’t move. I keep my eyes on hers and she opens her legs slightly and I take one step closer to her, positioning myself between her open legs. Her hands rest on her legs and slowly I rub my fingers over her ankles. Her entire body shivers and her nipples harden, making their presence even more visible.

“Does he touch you like this?” I ask with a whisper as I move my hand up towards her knee and she shakes her head. I smile as she gathers the courage to touch me. Slowly, she places her hands on my shoulders and her touch makes every inch of my body react to her.

Slowly, I move my hands to her thighs and her breathing gets shallow, and she closes her eyes while I slowly caress her skin. I lean closer to her and slightly kiss her neck. Bonnie’s head moves to the side, giving me better access to her neck while I move my hand up and touch her pussy through her underwear.

She is soaking wet for me. She lets out a soft moan while her hands move from my shoulders to my chest.

She moves her hands slowly down my chest towards the waistband of my shorts and when I realize what she wants to do; I grab her hand and her eyes snap open.

I reposition her hand inside her panties while I guide her from the outside. I raise one of her feet up, resting on the counter so she is open wider, giving herself better access to explore her body.

I pull away from her as soon as I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. She pulls her leg down and tries to control her breathing while her eyes stay locked on mine. Fuck. What am I doing? I open the fridge grabbing a water bottle and when I close the door Benny walks into the kitchen.

He looks at me and then at my sister, confused with his brows furrowed. “What is going on here?” He asks and I raise the water bottle, and she snaps her head back to look at her brother and she raises her empty glass of orange juice.

“I came for some orange juice,” she says and Benny frowns and then she lets out a soft giggle. “I was thirty. I had it all,” she says, and he nods while he looks at me and I shrug.

“Goodnight,” I say, walking past Bonnie and Benny. I try to hide my hard on but I don’t know if I could. Fuck me, I never felt like this for a woman. She is a siren, calling my name, putting a spell on me that makes me disregard she is my best friend’s baby sister.

I close the bedroom door and rest my head against it. I close my eyes, taking a deep breath, and when I look at my bed, I find Meredith still asleep. Fuck. What am I doing? I walk to my suitcase and grab the small black velvet box and open it. I look at the diamond ring inside and shake my head, shoving it back where it was so Meredith can’t see it.

We’ve been together for three years, but I haven’t introduced her to my family yet. She knows I like my privacy and I don’t go around parading our relationship. I don't like how the press tries to get involved in my life, especially since my business is flourishing and I am making a name for myself in the publishing industry.

Obviously, being an Ashford has opened a lot of doors for me, but I work hard for everything that I have accomplished and I am extremely proud of myself.

“What are you doing? Come back to bed,” Meredith says and I snap out of my dream bubble and walk back to bed. As soon as I lay down, she moves and gets closer to me, wrapping one leg over mine and resting her head on my chest.

This feels wrong, extremely wrong, after the way I felt when Bonnie was touching me. I close my eyes, trying to push away those thoughts, but I can’t. I can’t stop thinking about how she could be touching herself right now. How I wish I could watch and make her come with my fingers.

I can’t help but smile at the memory of her saying that her boyfriend doesn’t touch her the way I do. But who am I kidding? They have been together for what? Two or three years? Of course, they had sex by now and he gets to enjoy her body. I can’t help but feel jealousy take over my mind. I pull away from Meredith as I roll to my side and close my eyes, trying to imagine her touching herself.

“What are you talking about? You’re crazy. Did you know that?” I hear Bonnie’s voice outside my room and I frown as I open my eyes. Meredith is still asleep next to me and I look around dining my watch. Shit. It’s late. I sit on the edge of the bed and Meredith moans with the movement.

“Come back to bed,” she says, but I ignore her as I grab my pants from the back of the chair. I can hear Bonnie crying and I feel my heart beating fast.

“Where are you going?” Meredith asks and I raise one finger to my lips, telling her to stay quiet as I keep hearing Bonnie.

“Jude, come on, she’s just a kid, she’s probably having an argument with her boyfriend,” Meredith says and I look at her with my brows furrowed before I open the bedroom door and walk next door. Benny is already standing outside the door, resting the back of his head against his sister’s door.

“What is going on? Why is she crying?” I ask and Benny looks at me, shrugging his shoulders.

“I don’t know, but if he hurt her, I am going to rip his cock off,” Benny says, and I nod. He won’t stand a chance to do it because I will be the first one to rip his heart out and feed it to the pigs. Bonnie opens the door and stops looking at us. Tears streaming down her face.

“God, Can you give me some fucking privacy?” She shouts at us, walking past and into the bathroom down the corridor. Benny looks at me and shrugs before he walks back into his room and I stand where I am.

“Didn’t you hear her?” Meredith says from our bedroom door and I take a deep breath before walking back into the bedroom.

“Why are you behaving like a caveman?” She asks and I look at her, shaking my head, taking my pants off again, and going back to bed. I don’t have the energy to argue with Meredith right now, not when my brain is trying to process what just happened.

“She is like a sister to me. I worry about her,” I say and Meredith laughs, looking at me.

“Since when? I remember the first time I came with you. You barely look at the girl, and now she is important to you? Give me a break,” Meredith says and I shake my head, covering my eyes with my arm.

“You’re acting like a jealous boyfriend.” She tells me and I snap my arm away, sitting up on the bed and looking at her.

“You’re insane, she’s like a sister to me,” I snap and Meredith places both her hands on her hips and clicks her tongue.

“A sister you would like to fuck? That doesn’t sound too brotherly to me,” she accuses me and I shake my head, closing my eyes again. I will not reply. “Oh my God, I am right. You like her, you want her,” she says and I stand up walking to Meredith.

“You’re insane,” I say and she laughs loudly.