by Jay, Wendy
Jude released Miranda’s wrists and pushed his full weight against her with his hips. He grabbed her hair, pulling her head back, and then buried his head between her breasts. She moved her hands to Jude’s head and he looked up, staring directly into her eyes.
“Leave them down.”
Miranda dropped her hands and Jude began his assault on her body with his tongue and lips. He started biting and licking her throat. He felt the vibration of her moan and secretly smiled. Jude taunted and teased each nipple until they were peaked with desire.
He traveled down her belly, rubbing his face against her smooth skin, nipping her flesh. He crouched on his heels, pulled her knees apart and placed one of Miranda’s legs over his shoulder. She grabbed the door handle and placed her other hand on the hood of her sports car for balance.
Miranda threw her head back and moaned loudly when Jude buried his face in her womanly center, pulled the tiny triangle of fabric aside and flicked her moist cleft with his tongue.
“Mmmm, Miranda, always so wet and eager. I can smell your desire…I am going to make you come so hard and fast…several times. Hang on baby…hang on tight.”
Miranda could barely manage a whimper when Jude pulled back her folds and pushed his mouth and tongue against her swollen clit. Jude began to circle her tender le size="+spot with his tongue, first one direction then the other. He pulled at her with his teeth and sucked her into his mouth repeatedly, enjoying her juices. Miranda’s body stiffened and Jude knew she would explode any second. He took her mound into his mouth and moaned against her. The vibration sent Miranda over the edge and her orgasm raged through her body.
“Oh God, oh God…Jude!”
“Mmmm, Mandy…fuck, you taste so good.”
Jude stood up, took Miranda’s arms, and placed them over his shoulders. She held on around his neck for all she was worth, her body still shaking from the sweet torture Jude inflicted on her. Jude chuckled devilishly in Miranda’s ear.
“Think you’re done? Not by a long shot, baby.”
Jude reached down between Miranda’s legs and gently slapped her pussy. He moved his leg between hers and parted her legs. He moved his fingers between her folds where he found her aching opening and plunged two fingers inside. Miranda gasped and Jude began to laugh.
“Like that, do you Mandy? Let’s see if I can find that sensitive g-spot.”
Jude moved his fingers until he found the soft, smooth spot. He pressed it slightly and watched Miranda’s reaction. Her eyes grew wide and she had a look on her face, pleading for release.
“Oh, I do believe we have found the spot, baby. Don’t take your eyes off my face, Miranda. I want to watch you come.”
“I won’t, Jude…please, hurry!”
“Always in a rush…I aim to please.”
Jude pushed hard against Miranda’s g-spot. He thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy fast, eyes never leaving hers. Miranda’s eyes grew wider and she gasped.
“Harder, Jude…sweet Jesus, don’t fucking stop!”
“Come, Mandy…let it go baby, just let it go.”
Jude grabbed Miranda around the waist and held her against him the best he could with his arm between them. Miranda screamed and writhed against him, her arms clutched around Jude’s neck. Before Miranda could get through her second orgasm, Jude stepped back quickly, unzipped his pants and took out his throbbing cock.
He picked Miranda up and put her legs around his waist. He grabbed her hips and slipped his massive hardness into Miranda. He fucked her hard, bouncing her up and down on his erection.
“This time I have to feel you come on me Miranda…I can’t stand it any longer. Fuck me…my body aches for you, Mandy.”
Miranda kissed Jude hard and tasted herself on his lips. She held Jude’s waist tight with her legs and began to grind herself against him. Jude groaned and collapsed against her. With Miranda still pinned, he shuddered as his seed spurted into her. Again, Miranda came, this time with Jude, not just for him.
Jude looked at Miranda and smiled.
“Can you stand up long enough for me to put my pants putback on?”
“I can try…but, I’ll warn you, these shoes aren’t made for walking.”
Jude stepped back, pulled his pants over his hips and zipped them up. He gathered Miranda in his arms, carried her into the house and walked toward the study.
“I have a nice fire going and I have fabulous news to tell you.”
“As hot as the fire in your driveway?”
“Seriously, Mandy. What I have to tell you is going to affect our future.”
Jude carried Miranda into the study and sat down on the plush couch with her on his lap.
“Our future, Jude?”
“Yeah, Mandy. OUR future. I told you before, I don’t do goodbye. You walked back into my life and I sure as hell am not letting you leave, ever again.” Jude kissed Miranda tenderly and told her about his meeting with Craig.
Chapter 23
Miranda was groggy when Jude woke her at 6:00 am. She stretched, opened her eyes and saw Jude sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Good morning, sleepy head.”
Jude smiled at Miranda. She looked beautiful after a night of love making. Her hair disheveled and sleepy eyes, Miranda managed a small smile.
“What time is it?”
“It is 6:00 am, Mandy. I am going into the office early this morning so that I am home when Ross arrives this afternoon. Are you going to wait here for him or have me call you after he gets here?”
Miranda rubbed her eyes and yawned. Six am? Holy shit! She had slept only 4 hours! She shook her head to get her wits about her.
“Do you think I should go home and change my clothes or meet him dressed like this?”
“Never too tired to be a smart ass. I will call you later, baby.”
Jude laughed a pu0">t her sarcasm and gave her a playful smack on the ass. Miranda yelped and rolled away from him, throwing the covers over her head in a failed attempt to hide.
Jude jumped on the bed and straddled Miranda’s hips. He laughed as he struggled to uncover her. Miranda laughed, relinquished the duvet and Jude bent down and kissed her.
“You’re a playful vixen with little sleep! Ross should be here later this afternoon. I will call you when I confirm with him. I gotta run, baby. See you later.”
Jude climbed off the bed and got only half way across the room when Miranda whistled at him. Jude turned around and Miranda flashed her breasts quickly, raised her eyebrows and smiled, taunting him. “You sure you have to leave so soon, Jude? Can I entice you to stay just a few minutes longer?”
Jude tipped his head to the side slightly, then strode back to the bed and grabbed Miranda. He drew her close to him, grabbed her ass firmly with one hand and held her hair with the other. Jude kissed her hard and deep and when done, she was breathless.
“Now I have a reason to come home even earlier…I will finish what you started, you wicked woman! Get some sleep, Mandy, because you will need all your energy tonight. That’s a promise.”
Jude gave Miranda one more quick kiss and covered her up. Miranda giggled at the thought of what was to come.
“I look forward to that, darling. I will even fix a nice dinner for us tonight. With Ross here, hopefully I will get a chance to eat before you ravage me again.”
“Don’t bet on it Miranda…you’ll lose.”
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Ross Guthrie left Washington, DC a little later than he had anticipated. He squeezed himself into the car that the company rented for him. It was a 4 hour drive to Willow and it was going to be hell in this freakishly small car. Who in their right fuckin’ mind rents a cracker box like this for a guy my size? Probably a newbie…fuck.
He tapped his ear piece to activate his hands-free phone.
“Call Jude Delaney.”
Nice little technology thanks to his job. The phone dialed and Ross waited for Jude to answer. Ross had some hard evidence that was going to
hurt Miranda. Jude was going to go ballistic. Jesus, I hope they don’t kill the messenger.
“Delaney.”
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“Ok, man…I will meet you at the farm house. Miranda’s cooking dinner and Francine will be there too.”
“Francine? Who’s Francine?”
“Francine Hedley-Marsh. She and Miranda have one fuck of a story for you…and I think you got the confirmation.”
“Sam Marsh’s widow? Fuck, Jude, I was afraid of that. I have confirmation, all right, but it’s not what Miranda wants to hear. This could destroy her.”
“Nothing is going to destroy Miranda. You can make bank on that. She is one strong woman. Besides, I won’t allow that prick David to control her from the grave. He did enough of that bullshit when he was alive.”
“Jude…this is big. Honest, man, this isn’t going to be easy.”
“Bring it on, Ross. Miranda and I will deal with it together.”
“Ok, see you around 6 pm.”
“Over and out, Scout.”
“Holy fuck, Jude! No one has called me Scout since college!”
“Beats the hell out of Nancy Drew.”
“You’re a prick, Jude. Later. Disconnect call.”
Ross shook his head. Jude hadn’t called him Nancy Drew or Scout since college days. Those were the days.
Francine Hedley-Marsh…she was going to be there too. Damn. Ross had seen her pictures. He wondered if she was half as beautiful as her photos. The thought of her made his gut clench and his cock twitch. Cali girls had nothing on Francine, even if he only had seen her pictures. Tonight, Ross was going to get confirmation of his own and the very thought made him smile.
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“Frannie? It’s Miranda. Anything on your agenda tonight?”
“Not a thing, M, what’s up?”
“Can you meet me at Jude’s place about 7pm? I want you to meet his friend, Ross Guthrie.”
“M, are you trying to set me up with this guy or what?”
“Frannie, Ross is a private investigator. He’s trying to help Jude and I figure out all this shit with David. I think you have a piece of the puzzle.”“span>
“I’ll be there, M. You know I got your back no matter what. I’ll bring the timeline we wrote and some additional paperwork I put my hands on. I made several copies. Gotta run, M…see you tonight.”
“Thanks, Frannie! Bye.”
Miranda hung up the phone and thought about the timeline. It was far too coincidental that Sam and David died of the same exact disease within months of each other. It had to be significant.
Miranda got cleaned up and changed her clothes. She decided to give Jude a call to tell him about Frannie.
“Mr. Delaney’s office, this is Janice.”
“Hi Janice…May I speak to Mr. Delaney?”
“Your name please?”
“It’s Miranda Jones.”
“Please hold a moment, Ms. Jones.”
Janice was soft spoken and very professional. She buzzed the intercom and announced Miranda’s call. Jude picked up quickly.
“Thanks Janice. Miranda, what’s up, baby?”
“I just wanted to let you know that I called Frannie and she is meeting us at 7 pm. I think she can help Ross figure all this out.”
“That’s fine, Mandy. You ok?”
I’m scared, Jude…scared to death of what I am going to find out.”
“I can handle this, Miranda, if you don’t want to be there.”
“No. I need to know the truth. It’s my past, my ghosts. I don’t want them to have power over me anymore.”
“I will pick you up in about an hour or so. I am almost done here for the day. I love you, Miranda. We will get through this.”
“I love you too, Jude. I need to get some things together and put on something presentable.”
Miranda laughed when Jude chuckled, that evil little chuckle. She knew what it meant. Fun and games ahead.
“Nothing too presentable I hope, baby.”
“I will pack a bag for later. Let’s leave it at that, shall we? Better yet, maybe Ross has some handcuffs we can borrow.”
“Dear God, what have I gotten myself into? My girlfriend wants handcuffs! Oh, I will leave that alone for now but later, I’m finishing what you started.”
“You’re on sweetheart…you are so on!”
Miranda hung up the phone and ran upstairs to change and pack some necessities for tomorrow. That always included stilettos. Oh, we are si>Oa hung up o on, Jude.
Chapter 24
Miranda gathered her clothes and necessities for the next day and threw them in her overnight bag. In the kitchen, there were steaks marinating in the refrigerator that she wanted to prepare for dinner tonight. She grabbed the asparagus, potatoes and spices that were Oa panspan>needed to complete the meal. A fresh baguette was on the shelf, so Miranda tossed that in too. Shut up Jeffrey…
“Damn personal trainers!” Miranda laughed because she knew he would have a fit if she was still in Cali.
Miranda checked through her bags one more time, so not to forget anything. <"+0an>span>She knew she would be too busy with dinner to bother coming back to her place.
Dinner and Jude. The very thought made her tingle all over. She smiled wickedly when she checked for the toys…yup, they were in there too. She loved it when he let her take control of the tempting and teasing. Her<0">ont> arousal factor shot through the roof, but Jude’s? The more she teased him, the harder he got and tonight would be no exception.
Miranda never had the opportunity with Hank to explore her sexual appetite. Hank was a control freak…plain and simple. The only experimentation with him was what he deemed fit. In the beginning, it> was fun, arousing…enjoyable. After David died, Hank became demanding, almost cruel. He took his pleasure and left Miranda feeling unsatisfied and used. There was no mutual give and take, and she felt she was nothing more than a showpiece for public viewing. One day, Hank left for work and forgot to lock his home office door. Miranda searched through the closet and desk, and found the tapes and documents that alerted her to his shady dealings. She had already planned to go back home to Willow, but now she knew she left with leverage.
Miranda shook her head and brought her thoughts back to the present. Now she
had Jude - this loving,< /> attentive, gorgeous man - back in her life. Things were going to be different now. With Jude, Miranda would know love again. She wiped a single tear from her cheek and drove over to the farm house.
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Jude had spoken with Craig earlier and accepted the proposal for 0">the position in Willow. Craig had told him to go home and celebrate. Who was he to argue with the boss? He stopped at the florist and bought two dozen red roses for Miranda. Along with the flowers, Jude bought her favorite merlot for dinner and champagne for later. He pulled into the driveway and smiled. Miranda was already there. He walked in the front door, stopped dead in his tracks and stared.
Miranda sat on the kitchen counter, wearing only one of his silk ties and those red stilettos…blindfolded.
Jude dropped his briefcase on the floor and set the roses on the table. He never said a word as she sat there quietly, waiting for him. Jude walked over to her and put his lips to her ear. Miranda felt the heat from his body.
“My naughty little vixen wants to play. Sit right there and leave that blindfold in place.”
Miranda smiled and nodded. He grabbed one dozen of the roses and
walked into his bedroom. It felt like forever had passed when he came back into the kitchen. Jude had undressed and was wearing only a tight pair of black boxer briefs. He kissed her gently, running his tongue over her lips. Then he picked her up, threw her over his shoulder, and smacked her bare ass. Miranda squealed in delight and dug her fingernails ininand his back.
“Oh my, Miranda. You are quite a woman. Full of temptation and surprises. I have a couple of surprises for you too, baby.”
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Do I get to see or just feel my way around this magnificent body of yours?”
“Hmmm. Maybe a little of both. First, I will let you see the sipan> surprise I had planned for you. Then you will have to feel your way through the rest.”