Miranda matched his rhythm, and with each slow stroke of his fingers, she raised herself a bit more, offering her rear to him boldly. She tried to picture what she must look like to him, her ass wiggling in the air, probably still pink and now shining with lube. Hopefully the reality was turning him on as much as the imagery was her.
“Touch yourself.” Jeff’s voice sounded rough and guttural. “Help me play with your pussy.” She followed his direction immediately. Their fingers met at her heated core and for a moment, they fondled and stroked together. “Don’t stop,” he whispered, drawing his hand slowly from her pussy.
Miranda held her breath when he spread her ass cheeks, exposing her to the cool air. His thumb, thick and rough slipped easily into her greased channel and she sighed heavily. He flexed and rolled his thumb deep, pressing against her inner muscles. In and out, in and out he tortured her with the slow pace. When he added a second and then third finger, she slid her knees out farther on the mattress and pinched at her clit. Her hips bounced frantically.
“Oh God, faster, more…it’s not enough, Jeff.” Her pleading, strained voice was foreign to her own ears but nothing mattered except having him fuck her for real.
“Too soon…don’t want to hurt you…shit, so tight…” His ragged half sentences and labored breathing were her undoing.
“If you don’t fuck my ass for real, I swear I’m going to hurt you, damn it!” She shoved herself back violently onto his hand. “You said no more games.”
“Indeed I did.” Instantly, his fingers were gone and the thick head of his cock pressed against her. Reality slipped away with the mind-blowing pleasure/pain of Jeff’s entry. The burning, stretching feeling of utter fullness was more than she ever conjured up in her fantasy world. Being secure and comfortable enough with a man to offer herself so freely, without inhibitions, was staggering in its intensity. She cried out her joy when his balls pressed tight to her pussy.
“Damn, damn,” he growled out, leaning against her back and stroking the side of her face. “It’s too much, I’m sorry, Randi, so sorry.” He shifted and she clenched herself tightly around his penis.
“Don’t even think about it,” she panted. “Hard, I want it hard and fast and now!” With her free hand, she reached up and grabbed onto the headboard. Jeff’s strong hands moved to grip her hipbones.
She thought he may have muttered something in return but it was immaterial when he began to pound into her ass. Her own hand, still buried deep in her pussy, mimicked his powerful thrusts and, way too soon, she went flying into an orgasm that had her screaming his name and thrashing her head on the pillow.
“Fuck, yes,” he called out above her, holding her tightly against his crotch while she writhed through her release. “Yes, shit, grind your ass on my cock while you come.”
Miranda jerked her arm from between her legs to brace herself more firmly against the headboard and pushed herself backward. Jeff wrapped an arm around her waist and immediately yelled out his own satisfaction.
* * * *
“We have a whole bunch of things to talk about, Miranda.”
She closed the refrigerator door and turned towards him with two bottles of beer in her hands. After their marathon sex-capades, they’d taken a nap, showered and Jeff had brought in her suitcases as if she would be staying. They’d just finished making turkey sandwiches together, putzing around his kitchen as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Jeff reclined casually with an arm draped over the back of the kitchen chair. He hadn’t put a shirt on after their shower and Miranda couldn’t help but admire the view. She absently chewed on her bottom lip as her eyes traveled down to his grey sweat pants.
“You mean the fact that we should to be at the Ambassador Hotel for the reunion cocktail party?”
“If you keep staring at my crotch, wrapped only in that sexy little slip of a robe, Randi, we won’t be talking about anything except how fast you’ll be getting back to my bed.” He pushed out a chair with his bare foot. “Come over here and sit down.”
“Yes, Master,” she replied seriously, sitting down and twisting open her beer. God, she had lived her wildest fantasies, allowed herself to let go of every inhibition to find ecstasy with the man of her dreams. How could she possibly explain that she was more comfortable with him after one day than she’d ever been with any other man in her life? But he’d expressed some serious yearnings for her, too, right?
Crap, she was completely confused and overwhelmed again.
“Miranda, you and I are meant to be together.” The beer bottle clattered on the table when it slipped from her fingers. She grabbed the neck quickly with both hands, steadying it as she stared at him. “I know it sounds crazy but I’m in love with you, Miranda. Actually, still in love with you after all these years.”
She tried not to pass out on the table. Flashing his sexy as hell, crooked grin, Jeff reached out, prying one of her trembling hands from the bottle. “Come back here to Heartwood, to me. You and I can make our own excitement and adventure right here.”
Could it be that simple, that they were destined for each other?
Hell yes!
Entwining her fingers with his, she met his hopeful gaze with a wide grin and tears of joy.
“Did I mention that my condo lease is up at the end of the month?”
About the Author
Tessie Bradford lives in Michigan with her husband of twenty-two years, two rescued pit bulls, a geriatric cat and a freakishly personality filled Parrot fish named Fred. When her youngest went off to college, she knew that the time was right to pursue her passion for writing with the same fervor that her characters pursue their passion for each other.
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First and Ten by Fran Lee
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Smokin’ Ace by Regina Carlysle
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