by Jay, Wendy
did you do to my sister? I should kill you where you stand!”
“David, dude…calm down! I didn’t DO anything to Mandy.
We made love…I love her!” Jude shook loose from David’s grip.
“You stay away from her, Delaney. You’re a no-good shit.
She deserves better than the likes of you!” David yelled and gave Jude a hard shove.
Laughing, Jude spat, “ME? You call me a punk? You stand here all high, mighty and righteous and say I’m no good? The great David Jones! The biggest drug dealing, moonshine distributor in the area! Does Mandy know the truth about how your parents died, David? Does she know it was your drug deal gone badly?”
David swung and connected with Jude, knocking him to the ground. Standing over him, he glared down. “She will never believe you over me. If you say one word, I will kill you. You got that, Jude? I have the connections to carry out the threat. Think about it.”
Shortly after that, Miranda had left for California. Shaking his head, Jude mumbled to himself.
“After 10 years, all of my looking and searching for you, you land back in Willow and in my life. My missing puzzle piece…My Miranda.”
Jude picked up his phone. “Sweetheart, how’s dinner coming along? How about I give you a hand with that salad? I’ll be there in 20 minutes…kisses baby.”
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Miranda heard Jude pull into the driveway and opened the door. She gave him barely enough room to slip past her and pressed her body against him.
“Good thing I showered and dressed early.”
Jude sat the two bottles of wine on the counter and turned back toward Miranda. He grabbed her and pulled her close to kiss her lovely lips. Kissing lipv>
Damn, I love her red hair. Miranda had her arms around Jude’s neck and ran them down his thick shoulders.
“Mmmmm, I love the taste of your lips.”
“Are you hungry, Jude? I hope so. I made enough to feed an army.”
“Oh, I am plenty hungry,” Jude said, looking deep into her eyes while a smile played across his lips. Miranda batted her eyes as her hands reached down to squeeze his ass. They both started laughing and Miranda started the salad as Jude poured the wine.
“Why Mr. Delaney, I do declare, y’all gonna make me blush.”
“How was your day, Jude?” Miranda looked up from the salad and saw Jude staring at her.
“Eventful, Mandy. Let’s talk after dinner. I can’t wait to see if you can really cook.”
Miranda winked at him and a devilish smile crossed Jude’s face.
“Oh, darlin’, I can cook…in more rooms than the kitchen.”
Chapter 15
After dinner, Jude grabbed the second bottle of wine and followed Miranda to the living room to relax on the couch.
“Are you trying to get me drunk, Jude?” Miranda teased.
He pulled her close and ran his hand over her breasts.
“I don’t have to get you drunk, Mandy. I can feel your desire.”
Jude lowered his head and kissed Miranda’s neck. She tilted her head and pulled her hair back to give him better access.
“Jude, I thought we were going to talk after dinner,” Miranda breathed heavily.
“Later baby…much later. Right now, all I can think about is getting you out of your blouse and sucking those nipples,” Jude moaned.
“Mmmmm sounds good to me. Let’s go up to my room,” Miranda purred. She stood up and motioned with her head in the direction of her bedroom. Climbing the stairs proved to be an adventure, with Jude behind her snaking his hand up the back of her skirt and stroking her already wet pussy.
“Make yourself comfortable, Jude. I’ll be right back,” Miranda spoke between kisses. She pried herself from his grip, went into the bathroom and closed the door. She had what she planned to wear all ready.
Jude stripped down to his tight boxlipv>teaseer briefs and lay down on the bed. He grabbed a magazine she had on her nightstand and started flipping through the pages.
From under the door, Miranda could see the faint glow of the lamp from her nightstand. She opened the door quietly and walked into the room. Jude was lying on the bed with the magazine folded over his smooth, bare chest. His breathing was steady as she watched his chest rise and fall in a rhythmic motion. Scanning her eyes down his body, she stopped as she saw the white boxer-briefs.
Miranda licked her lips, wondering just how he would taste under her tongue. She reached down, gently stroked his face, and ran her fingers through his thick brown hair. Jude stirred and looked up with sleepy eyes. A small smile crept over his face as he set the magazine aside and reached for Miranda.
“Wait...I have something special for you.”
He narrowed his eyes and looked confused. Then he saw the printed silk scarves hanging from the belt of her red satin robe and began to smile.
“Are you game for some adventure?” Miranda asked as she wound one of the scarves around her hand. Jude’s smile widened.
“Oh hells yeah baby. Go for it.”
Miranda reached for his wrists, his eyes darkened with anticipation.
“What are you going to do to me, Mandy?”
“You’ll see, be patient.”
Miranda started to bind his hands, then pulled them over his head and tied them to the headboard. When he was secure, she leaned down and darted her tongue in and out of his ear. She continued her seductive dance down his neck and across his firm, tattooed shoulders as Jude groaned low in his throat.
“Fuck, Miranda.”
Miranda’s tongue reached his chest. Her teeth grabbed his single nipple ring and tugged it enough to make him flinch. Her hand grabbed the other nipple and pinched it firmly. Flicking her tongue over one nipple then over to the next, they became hard and encouraged her to bite a little harder. Her tongue followed down his chest, licking every ripple of his tight, well-defined abs. She inched her way toward his happy trail, where she stopped and began to run her hands down his legs. Jude groaned loudly.
“Shall I stop now?” Miranda asked teasingly.
“Oh, fuck no!” Jude moaned.
She started again teasing his nipples, running her hands over his shoulders and using her tongue to trace each line of his tattoo. Moving down his body, she caught the waistband of his snug boxers with her fingers and started to tug. Instinctively, Jude raised his hips so that she could remove them, releasing his throbbing cock.
Miranda gently kissed the tip of Jude’s cock and heard the sharp intake of his breath. She took the remaining scarves and tied his ankles in a spread eagle. Jude’s whole body was trembling in anticipation. Miranda kept her voice low and seductive.
“Hmizeeagle. Jumm, I think I am going to blindfold you. Not knowing what is coming next will only heighten your pleasure. You ready for this, Jude? Are you ready to see how much of me you can handle?” He nodded and the corner of his mouth twitched as a determined smile crossed his lips.
“Ahhh…you want to play!”
Before she placed the blindfold over his eyes, Miranda dropped her robe to the floor and heard him gasp. She was wearing only a black garter belt, fishnet stockings and the most gorgeous pair of red “fuck me” pumps.
“Well, my sweet Jude, let’s see what a roller coaster really feels like, shall we?”
Grabbing a feather, she gently moved it up and down his inner thighs and around the base of his thick hard cock. Jude started to squirm and moan, trying not to laugh.
“Ticklish, are you?”
“Ya think?”
Taking an ice cube from the glass on the nightstand, Miranda ran it over Jude’s lips to wet them slightly. Leaning over him carefully as not to touch him, she ran her tongue over his wet lips and kissed him hard. He responded quickly to the kiss, getting hotter and harder by the second.
“Stick out your tongue, Jude.”
He moved his tongue beyond his lips and Miranda grabbed it with her teeth, drew it into her mouth and began to suck. He moaned into he
r mouth as she took the ice cube and ran it over his nipples and down his chest. Jude’s muscles tightened and he shivered.
“I know baby, I know. You want more, but I am going to make you wait just a little longer. Trust me baby?” Miranda purred. Jude’s breath was ragged and deep.
“Just don’t stop, Mandy. Dear God, don’t stop!”
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.
Chapter 16
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.
l t bed on “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.”