Another Man's Treasure (12 page)

She continued the sweet, sexual torture of his magnificent body.  Miranda started massaging Jude’s inner thighs, letting the tips of her fingers barely touch his balls. Then, cupping them in one hand, she massaged them, fondled them and finally leaned down and took them into her mouth. His cock had a drop of pre-cum on it, so she reached up with her tongue and licked it off.

“Mmmmm, I knew you would taste delicious,” Miranda said, licking her lips.  “I can’t wait to have more.”

Rubbing, nibbling every inch of him, licking his tight inner thighs, running her tongue up the underside of his massive cock, she took him into her mouth time and time again, until Jude’s erection was twitching. She straddled Jude’s waist. Jude was panting and beads of sweat covered over his body, giving him
sheen like he just stepped from the lake.

His erection pressing hard against her ass, she slid up and removed the blindfold and saw the passion in his eyes - so dark, so incredibly lustful. Jude looked into Miranda’s eyes and knew she felt the same way. He lifted his head as she leaned down to meet his lips, kissing him, biting his lip. Miranda slid back and raised herself up, positioning herself over his erection. She guided him into her wet pussy, taking him in all the way.

“Ahhhhhh, sweet Jesus, Miranda,” moaned Jude.  “I love being inside of you.  Fuck me hard baby.”

“Now who is so impatient?”

Miranda placed her hands on Jude’s chest for balance and started to move slowly up and down his hardness, enjoying the sheer pleasure of him inside her, the look on his face and the musky smell of his sweaty body. Miranda’s own body responded so quickly to this magnificent man that she picked up speed and started to grind into him hard and fast.

“Oh God, Jude, I’m gonna come!” Her body started to shake violently as the sensation hit her. “Yes, yesssss!”

Miranda began to scream and felt Jude’s erection pulsate inside her. Her own body imploded with desire and sensation.

“Fuck, yes.”

Jude groaned and began to shudder as his load shot inside her.  He struggled against the restraints.  He wanted to get his hands on her, but had to admit, this was erotic as hell.

Satisfied and spent, Miranda collapsed over Jude.  She reached up and untied his wrists. He immediately wrapped his arms around her and exhaled loudly. 

“Damn, Miranda, what the fuck did you just do to me?  That was the first time I’ve let anyone tie me up.
”

Miranda smiled at Jude
, knowing that he enjoyed it, then scooted down and untied his ankles.

“C’mere, baby.” Jude reached for her
, pulled her over his body and held her close. She looked deep into his eyes, still so dark and full of desire.

“Can you stay the night?”

“I’m not going anywhere, Mandy. Not tonight, not ever. You got me hook, line and sinker.” 

Miranda smiled, kissed Jude and settled her head on his shoulder.  Falling asleep in his arms and pressed so tightly to him was something she dreamed about.

Jude woke in the middle of the night with Miranda still on top of him, sound asleep. Her breath fluttered against his neck as she snuggled closer to him. He could feel her body shaking and he wondered how in the hell could she be cold?  As he tried to roll over on his side, Miranda tightened her grip around his neck. He could hear her mumbling in her sleep.

“Shhhh, baby…I’m just trying to roll over, go back to sleep,” Jude whispered. 

Miranda started to shake harder and her grip tightened again.  Reaching for the lamp, Jude turned on the light.  Miranda was crying in her sleep! As Jude began to stroke her face, she started to speak.

             
“Please, please David, let me come home. I don’t like it

             
here anymore! I can finish college in Willow. I want to

             
come home! I’ve been here a year…but…but…David, you

             
promised!”

By this time, Miranda was sobbing uncontrollably. Jude sat up and pulled her arms from around his neck. Gently, he shook her shoulder.  Miranda’s eyes were glassed over and tears ran down her cheeks like a flood.

“Mandy, baby…wake up! You’re having a nightmare.”

             
“Let me come home, please. I hate it here. I miss Jude! I

             
miss my friends! Please, Davey?”

He shook her a bit harder.

“Miranda? C’mon baby. I am right here. Wake up, baby.” Confused, Miranda blinked her eyes a few times and tried to focus. 

She reached up and cradled his face in her hands. He pulled her close and rocked her back and forth.

“Jude? You are here! I didn‘t lose you!”

“No, you are never gonna lose me again, baby. Never.”

Realizing she had another nightmare, Miranda buried her head in Jude’s shoulder and wrapped her arms around his neck. She began to sob again. 

“I… wanted…to…come…home…Jude…I really tried. David said I…I had to stay…I…I…had no money…wanted to finish school here. He said you moved on and had a new girlfriend…that you didn’t love me…you just wanted my virginity.” 

Leaning back, Jude stared into Miranda’s face.

“You believed him?  Fuck, Miranda! How could you believe that garbage?”

“I trusted him, Jude…with every fiber of my body.  He was my BROTHER! How could I call him a liar? How could I even think such a thing? He gave up his whole life to take care of me. He did what he thought was best.” Miranda’s voice wavered.

Jude was seething at this point.

“Trusted him! Let me, for once and for all, show you where you placed your trust! I took all the lies and bullshit from that bastard 10 years ago, but NO MORE! I will be damned he is going to continue to run my reputation into the ground from the fucking grave! C’mon Miranda. Let’s go a. bulldownstairs and fix you some tea. We need to talk.”

“Now, Jude? It’s the middle of the night!” Miranda tried to calm him down. “Let’s go back to bed.”

“NOW, Miranda! This ends here and now.” 

Jude grabbed her robe and tossed it to her. He grabbed his underwear and jeans and pulled them on.

“I have some paperwork in the truck you need to see.” Jude reached out and took her hand and helped her with her robe. 

In the kitchen, Miranda put water on for the tea and grabbed two mugs. Jude walked back in with his briefcase in his hand.  Opening it, he took out a thick folder and placed it on the counter.

“I brought these with me in the hope that we would talk after dinner, but we got a bit sidetracked,” Jude smiled gently. He looked at Miranda and knew she was frightened. Her past was riddled with lies and deception, with the exception of one thing…Jude’s feelings for her.  “Mandy, for several years now I have been close friends with a man named Ross Guthrie. Does that name sound familiar?”

Miranda shook her head. “No, it doesn’t…who is he?”

“Ross is a private investigator. I hired him to look into some past dealings with your brother.  Mandy, your brother was not the wonderful person he portrayed himself to be. He dealt drugs and helped some unsavory people launder money. There was even some prostitution.  He sent you away and blamed me because I found out about him 10 years ago.”

“This…this can’t be true, Jude. Why are you saying all of this? I know you and David never got along, but it was cause of that night he caught us at the pond, right? RIGHT?  Jude! Tell me this shit isn’t true! TELL ME!”

Miranda screamed as she got up and ran to the living room. Jude picked up the folder and quietly followed her. He sat on the couch beside her. Miranda was sitting with her head lowered, crying and in shock.

“It’s true, baby, all of it. I am so sorry. He sent you away before I could tell you….” Jude took a deep breath.  “Before I could tell you…that I loved you with all my heart and wanted to take care of you. He was afraid if I got a chance, you would never leave and his secrets would come out.
I have all the proof Ross gathered except some telephone recordings and video tapes that would incriminate him and his partner…some guy named Hank Castile.” 

Miranda snapped her head up and looked at Jude as her mouth gaped open.

“Did you say Hank Castile? Oh my God.” Miranda got off the couch, opened her television cabinet and took out a box of tapes. Turning toward Jude, she handed him the box.  Jude’s jaw dropped open as he looked at the tapes.

“Do you mean these tapes? I think we need to call Ross Guthrie.”

“Mandy, what the fuck? How did you get these and how do you know Hank Castile?”

“You’re right Jude, we need to talk.” Miranda walked back into the bac do you kitchen to get more tea and stopped dead in her tracks. Wheeling around, she looked at Jude with her eyes wide.  “What did you say to me a few minutes ago?”

Jude walked over to her. He held her face in his hands and kissed her gently on the lips.

“I was wondering how long it was going to take you. I love you, Miranda. I always have. And I always will.”

Jude picked Miranda up and walked towards the stairs. Climbing them easily, he only stopped once to kiss her soft lips.

“
Jude shouldn’t we…” He cut her off with another kiss. 

“But, the tapes…shouldn’t we watch them? The information they hold…we can have sex after,” Miranda said as Jude laid her down on the unmade bed. She noticed how dark his eyes got when passion took over, and right now Jude’s eyes were as dark as coal.

“Oh, Miranda, we are not going to have sex. I am going to make love to you. Sweet, passionate love. We have plenty of time for the tapes, and sex, later. Right now, I want to know how it feels to make love to the only woman I have loved since I was 15 years old.  Do you still love me, Mandy?” Jude whispered.

Miranda sat up and gazed into his dark eyes she kissed him gently and whispered against his lips.

“Jude, I have never stopped loving you…wanting you…never. I love you.”

Jude smiled and leaned against Miranda as she wrapped her arms around his neck and lay back down. Jude moved his body over hers, kissed her neck and kissed his way down to her breasts.  Her scent was intoxicating, a mix of muskiness and floral.  Damn, she enticed his senses without even trying.  He rubbed his face against her already stiff nipples, and began to suck on one, then the other.  Miranda’s fingers entwined together behind his neck and she moaned with each flick of his tongue. Jude moved her legs apart with his knees
, positioned himself over Miranda, and then gazed at her.