by Jenna Byrnes
“I knew it!” Sarah nudged his shoulder before smiling at her daughter. “So who is he?”
“Well, he’s the coat hanger guy. Remember I told you I locked my keys in my car? He’s the one who got it open for me.”
“The coat hanger guy,” Sam repeated conspiratorially. “I vaguely remember mention of him. Does he have another name?”
Mandy giggled. “Of course. Nick Westchester. He’s from Chicago.”
“Chicago guys are good.” Sarah nudged her husband and smiled. Mandy knew Sam grew up there as well.
He raised a finger. “Depends. Cubbies or White Sox?”
Mandy shook her head, trying not to laugh. “I don’t know. I haven’t gotten around to asking.”
“You need to find out,” Sam suggested.
“Shut up,” Mandy teased. “I can tell you what I do know. He’s a junior majoring in business management. He has a very high G.P.A. His father owns an advertising agency, and Nick plans to go back and work for him after college.”
“Sounds interesting,” Sarah agreed. “Is he cute?”
Mandy felt the blush spread through her cheeks. “Yeah, really cute. He’s in a fraternity, Sigma Chi. He already took me to a party there.”
Sarah’s brow wrinkled. “I’m not sure I like the idea of fraternity parties.”
“I hear they’re cracking down on them more these days,” Sam told her. “The Greek Council keeps pretty close tabs on what goes on.”
“They do.” Mandy nodded. “The party was non-alcoholic. That’s why it was so funny when someone snuck in some spiked lemonade, and I drank two glasses of it before I knew what was going on. Nick was so mad at the guy who brought it—”
“You drank it?” Her mother almost screeched.
“It was no big deal, Mom,” Mandy insisted. “Nick took me home right away. He made sure nothing bad happened to me.”
“You’re sure about that?” Sam questioned.
“Absolutely. You can ask Dee, she was there. Nick was the perfect gentleman.”
“Dee went to the party too?” Sarah asked, a little more calmly.
“Well, no, but she was there when Nick brought me home. Really, it was fine, Mom. I just wanted to let you know what happened because I don’t want to keep secrets from you.” If I can help it, she thought to herself.
“We appreciate that,” Sam told her with a smile. “So you were okay then?”
“I was fine. Nick stopped by to check up on me the next day, and we’ve been out a couple of times since. I really like him.”
“Out where?” Sarah asked suspiciously.
“For hamburgers one night and for coffee one afternoon. We, uh, met someone at the coffee shop. It was quite a surprise, actually. That’s the other thing I needed to talk to you about.”
“We’re listening.” Her mother’s expression was one of suspicion.
Mandy offered a small smile. “Hang on to your hat. It was grandpa. He found me there.”
“Grandpa Buchanan?” Sarah asked slowly, speaking of Sam’s father.
“Nope.” Mandy looked from her mother to Sam and back again. “Jake Kenny. He showed me his driver’s license, not that I really needed it. He looks like an older version of Uncle Doug. They have the same eyes.”
“Oh lord.” Sarah moaned.
Sam hopped up beside her, slipping an arm around her shoulder. “It’s okay, babe,” he murmured, stroking her hair. When she had calmed somewhat, he asked, “When’s the last time you talked to him?”
Sarah shook her head. “It’s been years, I don’t know. He came around now and then for a while, but not for a long time.” She looked at Mandy angrily. “I can’t believe he tracked you down. What in the world is he thinking?”
Mandy took a breath and chose her words carefully. “He knows about Ty and the girls, so apparently he’s been keeping tabs on us all along. I guess the last time he tried to contact you, Uncle Doug was pretty adamant about not wanting anything to do with him.”
“Judging from his comments tonight, he still is,” Sam said.
“That man needs to go away and leave us alone,” Sarah fumed.
“He’s going to, Mom. Jake told me he has lung cancer. The doctor gave him six months to live.”
“Oh no!” Sarah wailed and buried her face in Sam’s chest.
He cradled her and glanced over her head at Mandy. They exchanged a sad smile.
Mandy leaned over and squeezed her mother’s shoulder. She was crying awfully hard for someone who didn’t want to see her father.
“What does he want?” Sarah mumbled through her tears.
Mandy shrugged. “Forgiveness, I suppose. He wants to make amends while he still can. I told him it might already be too late.”
“I’m not sure it is,” Sam said quietly and held his wife as she cried.
When she was more composed, Sarah commented, “Doug’s not going to like this.”
“Don’t worry about Doug,” Sam told her gently, brushing the hair back from her face. “You need to do what’s right for you. If you’d like to see him, maybe make peace with the man before he dies, that’s up to you. Your brother is a big boy. He can make his own decisions.”
Sarah chuckled grimly. “I don’t want to bring this up to him.”
They looked at Mandy.
She made a face and said, “You’ll notice I waited until he left to mention it.”
“Chicken,” Sam teased and reached out to pull Mandy into his group hug. “It’s going to be fine. Your mom and I will talk to Doug and Bailey. We’ll call and let you know what they want to do…what we all want to do. I assume you have the man’s phone number?”
“Yeah.” Mandy nodded and snuggled into her step-father’s free shoulder. “Thanks, Sam.”
He planted a small kiss on her forehead and settled back into the sofa, cradling both women in his arms.
* * * *
Mandy hated to leave Perry the next day, but when she thought about who waited for her, she couldn’t get out of town quickly enough. She bathed and dressed carefully before she left, filled with excitement about the night ahead of her.
After packing her car and sharing hugs with the family, she was finally on the highway back to Urbana. Back to Nick. She tingled as she thought of the night ahead. Her body felt physically back to normal, and she was more than ready to have at it again. The idea of having a bed, and a whole night with Nick, was a huge turn on. She squeezed her legs together, smiling as she drove.
Chapter Five
Nick turned back the bed covers in the motel room, then, deciding that looked too forward, made the bed again. Condoms were tucked away in the nightstand drawer, within easy reach but not too obvious. He was ready.
There wasn’t much to do in the small room. He’d tried watching TV but couldn’t concentrate. Pacing around nervously, he wished Mandy would call and was apprehensive that she wouldn’t. When his cell phone rang, he nearly jumped out of his skin.
“Hello,” he answered.
“Hi, it’s me,” Mandy said softly. “I’m just pulling onto Tenth Avenue. What room are you in?”
They’d agreed on the motel but weren’t sure which room he’d be given.
“Number Seven. Drive around back and take a right. You’ll see my car.”
“I’m pulling into the parking lot now.”
“How was your trip?”
“It was good. They wanted to know all about you.”
“You told them about me?” He was surprised. He opened the door to the room and watched her park in the space next to his car.
“Of course. I tell them everything.” She was smiling at him as she stepped from her car.
“Everything?” He watched her, grinning.
Mandy approached him, still talking into her cell phone. “Well, almost everything.”
Nick gazed into her eyes and smiled. “I need to get off the phone now. A beautiful woman just arrived, and I have a strong urge to pull her into my arms and kiss her.”
Without anot
her word, Mandy snapped her phone shut and pressed against him. Nick groaned with desire as their lips met, crushing into one another. He closed his phone and slipped it into his pocket before wrapping his arms around her tightly.
A car drove through the parking lot and brought his attention back in focus. He pulled away from Mandy slowly and smiled. “Shall we continue this inside?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Don’t you have a suitcase you’d like to bring in?”
“We can get it later.”
“Let’s get it now. I don’t want to be disturbed later.” He squeezed her ass.
Mandy jumped. “Um, you’re right.” Holding up her keys, she said, “In the rear seat.”
“Right back, beautiful.” He kissed her quickly before smiling and hurrying out to her car. It was cold, but he’d be out and in more quickly than it would take him to grab his coat. He removed the suitcase then locked the car and headed into the room.
“This is nice.” Mandy looked around, dropping her jacket on a chair. “Ooh, you brought pizza!”
“Yeah.” He closed the door behind him and locked it. Tossing her keys on the table, he set her suitcase off to the side. He rubbed his hands together quickly to warm them and said, “I figured we’d be hungry at some point. I brought a bottle of wine too. Didn’t know if you’d like some to take the edge off…”
“Wine would be good.” She nodded a bit too swiftly.
Nick chuckled and popped the top off the bottle, pouring it into the two glasses on the table. He lifted them, handing one to her. “Are you hungry?”
“Not really.” She took the tumbler and faced him. “Are you?”
“Not for food.” He raised his drink. “What shall we toast to?”
“How about the long evening ahead?”
Nick smiled. “I'll drink to that.” They clinked their glasses gently and sipped the wine.
“This is good,” Mandy told him.
“Glad you like it. I was actually thinking that you look good.” He downed his drink and set it on the table. “Very good.”
Mandy followed his lead, emptying her glass quickly and setting it down. “Good enough to—”
“Absolutely!” He pulled her into his arms and whispered in her ear, “Good enough to eat.”
He felt her shiver and ran his hands over her back down to her butt. When she tensed, he stopped. “You haven’t changed your mind, have you?”
“Not at all!” she insisted. “I’m just a little nervous. It feels different, being in a room like this.”
He understood the feeling. For some reason, he was nervous as hell. Bringing his hands to her face, Nick cupped her chin and looked in her eyes. “We’re going to take this as slowly as you need. If I do anything you don’t like, tell me. I want to make you happy.”
Mandy slipped her arms around his neck. “I can’t imagine you doing anything I won’t like. I want you, Nick. I want to be with you.”
He groaned his desire again as he kissed her. She parted her lips and he let his tongue go exploring. He knew every inch of her mouth by now. It was the rest of her body he was aching to discover.
Dropping his hands to her blouse, he made short work of the buttons and slid it off her shoulders. He fumbled for a second with the fastener of her bra, but it popped open and he removed that as well.
Mandy moaned when his hands came around to cup her breasts. Nick ended their kiss and pulled back enough to look at her. “You are so beautiful.” He held her fullness in his hands, squeezing her tits gently and making the crimson nipples pucker.
“I want to see you,” she replied breathily. “I could barely see anything in the car.”
He grinned, reaching for the snap on his jeans.
She watched as he tossed his shirt aside and kicked out of his shoes. Nick tugged off his socks and stepped out of his jeans and briefs. He had one moment of self-consciousness, when his rigid cock sprang free. But the look on Mandy’s face—a mixture of wonder and pure lust—reassured him. She wasn’t judging or comparing him to anyone else. She wants me.
“You’re huge!” she murmured, allowing one of her fingers to trace around the tip of his cock. “And so soft!”
Nick closed his eyes a moment to regain control. That would be the next issue—holding out long enough to pleasure her before he exploded. When he felt her hand grip his shaft he knew there couldn’t be much more of that or he’d lose it right then. He opened his eyes, removed her hand and smiled. “Let’s get you out of these jeans. I’ve got a couple more things to see, myself.”
Mandy grinned as she slipped off her shoes and socks. When she tossed her jeans and panties aside and faced him, Nick inhaled.
“Jesus, Mandy. I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
“Take me with you.” She reached for his hand and they walked to the bed. “Remind me what heaven is like.”
Nick threw the covers back and settled Mandy gently on the bed. “Not sure I can offer you heaven, but with you in my arms, it’ll be pretty close.” He nestled next to her, pressing his erection into her thigh.
She wiggled her leg. “You’re going to have to teach me what to do with this.”
The thought sent chills down his spine. He’d been with lots of girls before, but never an empty canvas like Mandy. She wants me to show her what to do. The thought was heady and extremely arousing. “I’ll teach you everything you need to know,” he murmured. “But right now I want you to lie back and relax. Enjoy.”
His mouth trailed from her earlobe down her jaw line, stopping to nuzzle her neck. His hands cupped her breasts and squeezed them together gently, so when his tongue arrived he was able to lick both nipples at the same time.
Mandy squirmed beneath him, and Nick wedged her legs open with his thigh. He pressed his cock against her leg and rubbed a few times, causing her to moan. Her nipples were engorged and rosy. Almost hating to move on, Nick smiled. I’ve seen these before. It was the rest of her he was dying to explore. He couldn’t resist biting the swollen nubs lightly before continuing the downwards path with his tongue.
“Ouch!” she responded to the bite.
“Sorry.” His tongue circled her belly button.
“You don’t sound a bit sorry.” Mandy ran one hand through his spiked hair. “I can’t believe how sensitive my tits are after just that one time.”
Nick smiled. “Good. I’ll remember that.” The memory of biting Mandy’s nipples almost made him come right there on her leg. Focus, he told himself as he crawled lower, settling his body between her legs.
There was a small patch of blonde hair, which he parted. He felt her jump when his fingers slid through her slick folds, seeking out the pearly nub of her clitoris. Her scent was musky, and Nick was dying for a taste. Flicking his tongue over her pink clit, he groaned with satisfaction. “Just as wonderful as I knew it would be,” he murmured, his face diving deeper and deeper into her core.
“Oh, Nick!” Mandy gasped, her legs twitching where his hands held her firmly.
“Feel good?” he asked and let his tongue travel the length of her folds from front to back.
“Oh Jesus!” she replied.
He chuckled. He knew it felt good. He was going to bring her to an explosive climax before he penetrated her with his stiff and ready cock. It was what he’d wanted to do their first time, hoping the pleasure he gave her would override the pain. “Do you like me here?” He flicked her clit rapidly.
“Y—yes,” she stammered.
Smiling, Nick lowered his face and circled her pink pussy with the tip of his tongue. “How about here? Do you like my tongue here?” He let it dart into her cunt and out again quickly.
“Oh yes!” Her voice was husky and low.
Nick felt her legs tensing up and suspected she was on the verge of an orgasm. He wanted it to be spectacular.
He ran a finger around the edge of her wet opening then slowly pushed it inside her while tugging her clit with his teeth.
“Nick!” she ga
sped.
He felt a shudder begin deep inside her. “Come on, pretty baby. Come for me.”
He felt her body tense then release with spasms so violent he had to grasp her legs firmly to keep his mouth in place. Sticky fluids gushed from her pussy, and Nick lapped at them like a kitten with a bowl of milk. Sweet, he thought and sighed with deep satisfaction.
* * * *
Wave after wave of a glorious climax rippled through Mandy, while Nick continued teasing her with his tongue. Her body shook forcefully as she felt his fingers pump in and out of her. The sensations were exquisite. She couldn’t imagine anything better but knew, indeed, there was something.
She saw him lean over to the nightstand and pull a foil packet from the drawer. Mandy watched with interest as Nick ripped into it, pulling out a latex condom. Kneeling above her, he rolled the rubber on his stiff erection and secured it with a tug of his hand.
She licked her lips, equally nervous and excited about what would happen next. Their eyes caught and held.
“Are you ready for me?” he asked, his voice thick with something she could only describe as desire.
“I’ve never been more ready for anything in my life.” She spread her legs fully as he settled his weight between them. “After last time, this is all I’ve been thinking about.”
“Last time was great.” He dropped on top of her, holding himself up by his forearms. “This is going to be much, much better.”
Mandy smiled. “Hopefully it won’t hurt as much.”
“It shouldn’t. I hope not, anyway.” Nick wedged his cock between her legs and felt for her opening with his hand. Guiding it in gently, he pressed into Mandy and she groaned.
He stopped. “Hurt?” Leaning over to kiss her, he smiled as Mandy wrapped her arms around his neck.
“No. Go on.”
He nudged forwards another inch.
“It doesn’t hurt. You can pick up the pace a little bit. I want you to fuck me.” She bucked her hips towards him.
Nick groaned. “Hang on, baby, you asked for it.”
Mandy dug her fingernails into his shoulders as his cock stabbed her. There was a moment of pain before a warm sensation spread through her loins. Not as much pain, much more pleasure. Sexual energy in its rawest form seeped into her body, charging her nerve endings with electricity. She felt everything intensely. They were strong, almost magical, feelings.
