Another Man's Treasure (9 page)

With his knees, he forced her legs apart and she could feel his cock against her ass. Oh my God, he was no slouch in that department.  He started to rub his hard cock between her legs.

“You are so wet and ready for me, aren’t you Miranda?” Jude taunted her with his cock, rubbing her wet pussy.

“Mmm hmmm
.”

Jude put the tip of his hard cock just at the entrance of her wetness and Miranda leaned back to take more of him deeper. He planted two hard slaps on her ass, and she yelped.

“OUCH! Damn, Jude!”

He grabbed her hips and pushed his cock in fast and deep.

Miranda gasped at the sudden thrust and closed her eyes. Holy hell, he filled her completely. There wasn’t an inch of her pussy that wasn’t filled with his massive hardness.  Jude began to move in and out of her.

“I have wanted this for so long.  Fuck, Miranda…you are so damn tight.”

He reached up and grabbed Miranda’s hair with both hands and arched her back towards him. Moaning and whimpering, Miranda was drowning in glorious sensation.   With each thrust, Jude was closer to release. Miranda started to shake.  H
e knew she was close to orgasm.

“Not….till…I…say…Miranda.  Not yet
, sweetheart. I want this to last.” 

Jude pulled out completely.  His breath labored, he released her hair and Miranda fell forward.  Jude slipped his hand over Miranda’s pussy and slipped in two fingers. His thumb grazed her clit.  He began to gently rub and felt it harden to his touch.  He knew she was at the brink of orgasm again.  The feel of her under his hand and watching her body respond to his touch had his cock throbbing and twitching.  He pulled her to her feet and spun her around so she faced him and picked her up.  She wrapped her legs around his waist and he entered her again deep. Her arms wrapped around him and her hands found their way deep into his hair.  Jude kissed her hard as he pumped her wet pussy again. They were molded together so tightly there was no beginnin
g of one or end to the other. 

Jude gripped Miranda‘s taut ass
and started moving her up and down on his cock deeper. She tightened her legs around him and gyrated her hips in circles.  Throwing her head back, Miranda moaned.

“Oh my god, fuck me Jude
…fuck me harder!” 

“My pleasure
, baby.”

Jude moaned as he walked over to his desk and laid Miranda down on her back.  He leaned over, kissing her, and turned her head to the side.  Miranda saw their image in the full length mirror.  Jude whispered in he
r ear. 

“Watch baby…watch as I make you come.”

Jude held Miranda’s leg close to his massive chest and moved her other leg over to open her wider.  He took his hard cock and entered her slowly, moving in and out in rhythm with her. Leaning his head back, Jude closed his eyes and moaned.  Faster, he slammed his cock into Miranda deeper and he felt her start to tighten around him. 

“Let go Mirada, come for me baby.”

Jude held her as Miranda’s body stiffened and shook violently as her orgasm sped through her.  Jude thrust one last time and could hold back no longer. 

“Jesus, Miranda!”

He came with her, his own body rocking with convulsions and spasms.  Miranda screamed as wave after wave flowed over her and she felt Jude’s warm come spurt into her body.  He let her leg fall as he slumped over her body. As the sensations slowly subsided, Jude picked up Miranda and carried her to the sofa. He sat down with Miranda on his lap and held her while she continued to shake and whispered to her, nuzzled in her neck. 

“Mmmmm, sweet baby, yes.”

“Out-fuckin-standing!”

Miranda looked into Jude’s eyes, bright and glistening green, and smiled. They both started to laugh.  Jude grabbed his tee shirt lying on the cushion next to them and slipped it over her head. 

“How about that champagne and something to eat?”

Jude got up to open the bottle and the cork made a loud pop. Miranda settled on the floor in front of the fire and munched on apple slices.  Not until then did Miranda notice that Jude had never taken his pants off! 

Well, well…I will get my hands on that bare ass one day…very soon.
  Oh, yes.  Miranda smiled secretly to herself at the thought.  She could get used to this very quickly.

Miranda sat on the floor in front of the fire, took the glass of champagne Jude handed her. She took a sip in between bites of apple slices.

“It’s wonderful Jude, thank you.”

Jude settled on the floor beside her and sipped his champagne.

“I’m glad you like it. I picked it up at the local gourmet shop in town.  Miranda…Mandy…was I too rough with you?”

Jude watched her with genuine concern on his face.  Miranda shifted her body so she was facing him, sitting ‘Indian-style’.  She raised her eyebrows and giggled.

“That one crack on the ass was pretty hard, but I kind of liked it. No, Jude, you weren’t too rough with me. I am pretty tough. Besides, a little kink just spices thin
gs up a bit, don’t you agree?”

Jude took her glass of champagne, put it on the side table with his and reached to pull her closer.  He grabbed her arms, gave her a yank and plopped her in his lap. Her laughter was like music to his ears. Jude wrapped his arms around her and pinned hers down, nu
zzled her neck and kissed her.

“So, you are telling me I got me a saucy, kinky, redheaded
wench on my hands?”

Jude was being playful.  It had been a long time since Miranda felt playful...and completely comfortable to be herself. She leaned her head back on his sh
oulder and nipped at his chin.

“Well, right
now you got one on your lap!”

“Oh
Miranda…you are a sassy brat!”

He laughed out loud and popped a piece of cheese in her mouth
, then grabbed one for himself.  He leaned back and shifted Miranda so she sat between his legs. He pulled her back against his bare chest and wrapped his legs around her.  They sat together eating and laughing, watching the fire for quite some time. 

“Mandy…it feels so good to have you back in my arms. The last 10 years have been faint copies at best. Not a day went by that I didn’t think of you…where you were, who you were with…I will never forgiv
e David for sending you away.”

Jude’s voice faded as be buried his face in Miranda’s neck.  She reached up and caressed his cheek. 
Damn I have missed him…more that I thought I could. 

“Jude, I’m here now.”

“For how long, Mandy?  Are you home to stay or leaving me behind?  I can’t and WON’T lose you again, Mandy. You told me just before you left you loved me. David sent you away before you ever knew my feelings for you.” 

“What could I do
, Jude? David took care of me after our parents were killed. He worked three jobs to give me a home and family values. I owe him for everything I am.”

Miranda started to sob and Jude held her tight and let her cry. He rocked back and forth and whispered words of comfort.

“Shhhh baby, it’s gonna be all right. We are going to get through this together. You’re home now and I am going to take care of you.  We will go through this together.”

“It has been a great evening, but I think it is time for me to head home. Can I help you clean up in here?” 

“No, Mandy, I can get it. Do you want me to drive you home seeing that you have had a few drinks?” 

“I’m fine to drive Jude, but I think I really should put my clothes back on. Or do I have to go home bare-assed like you mentioned?”

“I should make you go home naked for being so sarcastic, but I would
love to help you get dressed.”

Jude laughed and helped Miranda to her feet.  He grabbed her panties
and got down on one knee as she steadied herself with a hand on his shoulder. She slipped in one foot, than the other. He carefully tugged her panties into place and kissed his way up her body.  Miranda took a deep breath and looked down at Jude.

“Jude, you evil man. If you start doing that, I
am not going to make it home.”

“Mmmmm, I know baby.”

Jude mumbled and smiled up at her and nuzzled her tummy. She leaned down, kissed his lips gently and tousled his hair.

“M
y pants please, Mr. Delaney.” 

“Killjoy
.”

Jude grabbed her pants and helped her slip into them and button the fly.  He was pouting, playfully, and Miranda laughed.  He fastened her bra and slipped her blouse back over her head.  She reached for his shirt and slipped it over his muscled chest and stroked his abs with the back of her hand.  Jude pulled the tee shirt over his nose and inhaled.

“It smells like you, Miranda.  I may not ever wash this shirt.” 

He drew his arm around her waist, kissed her and they headed back to the kitchen. He helped her on with her jacket and walked her out to her vehicle. Jude pinned Miranda against her Lexus and kissed her passionately. She wove her fingers in his hair and returned his kiss, matching his passion. 

“Good night, Mandy.”

“Good b….night Jude.”

Miranda corrected herself quickly. Jude looked at her and tilted his head slightly.

“Another time I will tell you why I never say goodbye. For now, just know it bothers me and I can’t deal with hear
ing it...especially from you.”

Miranda looked at Jude. His eyes looked distant and far away.  Taking a few steps back, Miranda turned quickly, yelled his name and ran at him.

“Hey, Jude! Catch!”

Jude shook his head when she yelled and barely caught sight of her launching hers saunpanelf at him and caught her. Miranda wrapped her arms and legs around him and laughed.

“Still quick on your feet I see.”

Jude, with Miranda in his arms, started to laugh uncontrollably.  He planted a smack on her ass and a kiss on her lips as she squealed from both. Setting her down, Miranda climbed into her car, still laughing.

“Still an unpredictable nut I see.”

“Good night, Jude.”

“Good night, Mandy.”

Jude closed the door and stepped back as her car roared to life.  Miranda drove off, throwing Jude a quick wave. He nodded and walked back into his house.  Jude leaned against the kitchen door and a broad smile appeared on his lips.  He walked back into the study with the intent to clean up.
Damn, it is going to drive me fucking crazy until Ross calls. I need to find out now what I am up against...what the fuck happened in California.
  Jude went to his computer and dropped a quick email to Ross.