by Ava Catori
I should have known Jody would notice. Karen was polite enough not to point it out, but she did a double-take. Darren did a double take too, but in a good way, and Tom was up close in my business asking me to dance.
“You look hot tonight,” Tom said, as he stepped in closer. He took my hand and led me to the area where people were dancing. It was nice. There was no pressure, just friends hanging out, enjoying the night. Until his hands got involved.
Tom slipped his hands over my ass on a slow song and then slid lower, trying to creep under the hem of my swing skirt. I stiffened, feeling his hand on my bottom beneath my skirt. “Tom, get your hand off my ass,” I said through clenched teeth. I didn’t want to make a scene.
“Relax, I was just test driving those lush cheeks of yours,” he winked. He slipped his hand back out.
“Don’t,” I said and started to turn away.
Tom stopped me. “Amanda, come on, I’ll stop. I’m sorry, I crossed the line.”
He sounded sincere, and I gave him another chance. Silly me. It only took another two to three minutes for him to creep up under my skirt again.
“Knock it off,” I spat out.
“You need another drink to loosen up,” he said. Tom shook his head, then mumbled, “Freaking, uptight bitch.”
I’d had it. I growled at him. “You’re right, I’m an uptight bitch because I want to be treated with respect and not to be man-handled.”
He shot his hands up in mock protest. “Whatever,” he said, then shook his head and walked away.
I knew not every guy was like that, but I just wasn’t in the mood to deal with a moron who thought he could feel me up because he wanted to. If it wasn’t a two-way street, if I hadn’t invited him, then he needed to back the fuck off.
I turned to leave. I’d rather be in my pajamas at home eating pizza and watching television. On my way back, the vision of Nick tackling the guy at the party flashed through my mind. He was watching out for me. He didn’t want somebody touching me without my permission. He looked after me, protected me, and wanted to be my hero. A smile spread across my lips.
Maybe he was.
There was only one way to find out.
I drove over to Nick’s house and knocked on the door. He was barely dressed when he answered, only in jeans. They looked to be recently thrown on as they were zipped, but not buttoned. I blanched. Did he have company?
“Panda? I wasn’t expecting you.”
“Apparently not,” I said, and turned away.
He chased after me. “Where are you going? Come in.”
“I don’t want to…look, I didn’t mean to disturb you. You obviously are busy with…. someone.”
“What? No,” he shook his head. “I just woke up. I fell asleep after grabbing a shower.”
“You don’t have to lie to me. You don’t owe me anything.”
“Dammit, Panda, why do you make this so hard?”
I shrugged. I didn’t have an answer. “You don’t have company?”
“I do now…” He reached for my hand.
Chapter 32 – Nick
I woke with a start and threw my jeans on. I must have dozed off. I jolted when I heard the knock. The last person I expected to see was standing there, and I couldn’t have been happier to see her. Time stood still when we parted ways, and I’d been miserable ever since she left to go home.
“Nick, I…” she stopped, almost afraid to say the words.
“I missed you,” I answered and opened my arms.
She walked into them and held on tight. She clung to me as if her life depended on it. It was all I needed. It told me where she stood, and it was by my side.
“Come on,” I said and led her inside. We walked past my living room, and then down the hall.
“I’m not…”
“I just want to get a shirt,” I said, stopping to grab a black t-shirt.
She grinned mischievously. “I kind of like you without a shirt.”
“Oh, really now,” I playfully answered. “I see how it is. You only want me for my body.”
“You’re onto me,” she said, blushing wildly.
I reached up, touched her cheek, and then slid my thumb along the edge of her lip.
Her eyelashes fluttered and her lips parted. I needed a taste, a deep, passionate taste to satiate my hunger. Leaning into Amanda, I brushed my lips to hers. When she opened to my advances, I pressed in closer, exploring every bit of her mouth.
She let out a small sigh and sank into my arms.
Her lush hair felt like velvet as I raked my fingers up through it. Her lips tasted like perfection, and the light essence of jasmine and citrus in her perfume left me dizzy with desire. I pulled her tighter to me, as my lust grew bigger, along with other things.
I didn’t want to rush things, and forced myself to think of something else. My eyes popped open wide as her hands ran down my back and cupped my ass. Okay, then. We might have been on the same page. I needed to make sure and not take advantage if I was reading her signals wrong. I gently leaned back and looked at her. She gave me a small smile. With that, I took her hand and led her back to the living room. If I stayed in the bedroom, all attempts of remaining a gentleman would be gone.
Amanda had a fire in her belly and other plans for me. She kicked off her boots, peeled off her tights, and tossed them across the room. With busy hands, she unbuttoned my jeans and then slowly unzipped them. Did she remember I went commando? Should I warn her I’m not wearing…oh…she knows now.
I closed my eyes as her fingers slipped into my open jeans, and she slowly wiggled them down off me.
“Are you sure?” I asked.
She nodded. “I’ve never been more sure of anything.”
I dropped onto the sofa and pulled her onto my lap.
When she jumped up, I thought I’d done something wrong, but she slipped her panties down over her thighs and let them drop to the floor before stepping out of them. “That’s better.”
I couldn’t wipe the schoolboy grin off my face as she rejoined me. Kneeling over me, she pressed her hot, tight lips against the head of my now throbbing and desperate cock. With a groan, she pushed onto my dick and wrapped me with a silken glove. Her body encased my cock and sent me directly to heaven.
With my dick firmly planted inside of her, I couldn’t stop the urge to thrust. She may have wanted to lead the way, but the drive in me was too strong. I lifted her, planting my hands directly below her ass cheeks and above her thighs and thrust up from below.
She ripped off her shirt and lifted her bra, pressing her naked breasts to my chest as I fucked her hard. Each pump, each movement pushed me further to the edge. Her hardened nipples bounced against me.
“Oh God, Nick, fuck me hard,” she begged. “I need you. I fucking need you in my life.”
I pressed harder and faster, wanting to make her dizzy with desire and then release. I sank back into the sofa, dropped down, and watched as she took over, riding up and down on my cock. With my hands free, I honed in on her clit, teasing her as she worked my cock. I latched my lips and teeth around one of her sweet pink nipples and tugged at it gently as she moved. Her moans grew louder, and holding off was getting more difficult.
When the orgasm started, it was like a wave crashing. Her body squeezed my dick as her muscles jerked with pleasure. Each spasm that rushed through her sent Panda into turmoil. A cry, a yelp, and I kept fucking her. When I couldn’t hold back any more, I quickly moved her off me. I wasn’t smart enough to think of a condom, but hopefully my fast thinking would give us a chance. The last thing we needed was a kid before we got married, and I knew she was the one I needed in my life. I had no doubt that Amanda would end up as my wife. Not one single doubt. I can’t place it, the moment I knew, but as she sat with me I saw my future. I’d never looked into the future, almost afraid to, but I wasn’t afraid anymore. Now I welcomed it. I looked forward to the moments we’d share, the pleasures we’d share, and the laughter. I looked forward to mar
rying Amanda, starting a family, and sharing a life. I looked forward to growing old together. Suddenly, I felt alive.
THE END
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