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Thursday, December 16, 2010

A Hot Reception

Content advisory: m/f sex

Now that his little sister, Sally’s wedding had gone off without a hitch and the reception was well under way, Cabe could finally turn his attention to his own plans for the evening. Seducing Sally’s friend, Mandy.

Bookish and prim little librarian Mandy had bloomed tonight. Gone were the little glasses and shapeless dresses. Her blond hair fell in waves around her bare shoulders and the champagne she’d been chugging put a rosy hue in her cheeks. Even when she’d tried to hide her femininity, he’d always found her attractive. The only difference was tonight, everyone else could see it, too. And the sharks were circling.

As Mandy swayed on the dance floor, another man approached her. There’d been several men that swooped in for a dance, then another would bring a drink, then another would dance with her again. He didn’t know what their game plan was, but he was putting an end to it.

He sauntered up behind the man currently dancing with Mandy and tapped him on the shoulder. “I’m cutting in.”

Her eyes popped open at his voice. Surprise, and was that happiness? shone from her emerald gaze.
The man shrugged off Cabe’s hand and held Mandy tighter. “Beat it, dude.”

Cabe brought his hand down on the guy, clamping down on the muscle that ran from neck to shoulder. Shark-boy loosened his grip on Mandy as his knees buckled, taking him to the floor. Eight years in the Marines had taught him some handy tricks. “I wasn’t asking.”

He released the guy and he stood, eyeing Cabe with wariness and hate, but he left dance floor.
Cabe held his hand out to Mandy. After a long searching look, she accepted his silent invitation and he swept her into his arms. Exactly where she belonged.

He’d waited years for this moment, wanting her from afar. First, she’d been too young. Then he’d gone into the Marines and didn’t want to leave a girlfriend alone for long periods of time. Now he was out, had a good job, a lot to offer a woman. To offer Mandy.

He pulled her in tighter and she snuggled in close. “You look beautiful tonight.”

Mandy raised her head from his chest and looked at his chin, as though she were afraid of what she’d see in his eyes. “Is that why you wanted to dance with me?” Words hung between them, left unsaid, but there just the same. Because I look different tonight?

Tipping her chin up, he looked into the green eyes that haunted his dreams for ten years. “I’ve always thought you looked beautiful. The difference is that I can finally do something about it.”

Confusion furrowed her brow, but he now wasn’t the time for talk. He needed to show her how he felt. He brought his mouth down to hers, and the spark when lips met lips jolted through him, straight down to his cock.

He slid his tongue along the seam of lips, asking entrance. After a brief hesitation, she granted it, opening her mouth to him. Cabe explored every crevice, savoring the sweet vanilla taste of her mixed with the fruity champagne she’d been drinking all night.

A moan escaped him when she pushed her tentative tongue into his own mouth. God, she was so sweet. Someone bumped into him, breaking the spell and he pulled away from her. He’d forgotten where they were.

Looking around, he saw the dancers gyrating. The song had changed to something fast. He turned his attention back to Mandy, who blinked as though waking up.

“Come upstairs with me, Mandy?” He held his breath, hoping he wasn’t pushing too far, too fast.
Mandy searched his face for a long moment. Whatever she’d been searching for, she seemed to have found it. She straightened her shoulders and nodded.

Relief made him nearly boneless, but he managed to guide her out of the banquet hall, through the hotel lobby and into the elevator without making a fool of himself. He pushed the button for his floor and kept his arm around his prize.

As the ‘6’ lit up, the doors slid open. They walked down the hall to his room. A green light flashed when he slid the key card into the slot. Opening the door, he turned to Mandy. She’d been so quiet. Was she having second thoughts?

“I’d really like you stay with me, but if you’re not sure—”

Shaking her head, she pushed him into the room and shut the door behind them. “I’m sure. Love me tonight.” She grabbed his hand, and walking backwards, led him to the bed.

He cupped her jaw. “Always.”

Claiming her mouth in a searing kiss, electricity raced through him at her taste. He nibbled at her lips and she opened further, rubbing her body against his. His hands slid from her face to her back, and the zipper to her dress. She’d looked lovely in the little green strapless number, but he’d bet anything that she’d look even better without it.

Cabe finally broke away from the kiss when he’d unzipped the dress. Stepping away, the garment pooled into a green mass of silk at her feet. The sight of her took his breath away.

No bra, silk stockings held up by a garter belt and thong panties. All he could was stare. After several silent moments, she shifted from foot to foot. As she lifted an arm to cover herself, he finally broke from his stupor.

“Don’t.”

She stopped and looked at his face. His thoughts must have been written in neon letters, because she straightened up and boldly stepped forward, pushing his jacket off his shoulders and down his arms.
Her action set him in motion and he quickly stripped out of the rest of his clothes. She removed her panties and reached for the buckles on the stockings.

“Leave the stockings and garters on.”

Mandy nodded and scooted up onto the bed. He quickly followed and crushed her lips in another kiss that sent fire licking through his blood. God, she made him so hot. After all this time, he wouldn’t last long. He needed to get her as hot as he was.

Kissing a trail from her mouth down to her breasts, he sucked one turgid nipple into his mouth and tugged. Mandy groaned, arching into him as her hands tangled in his hair, urging him closer. At her reaction, his dick got even harder and bobbed closer to where it wanted to be. Not yet.

He twirled his tongue around the bud and sucked again before moving to the other breast and giving it the same treatment. A whimper escaped her when he pulled away.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.”

He kissed his way down to her mound. The closely trimmed curls were already wet. Spreading her legs, he drank in the sight of her cunt, red, swollen, and wet. For him.

Mandy propped up on her elbows. “Is something wrong?”

“Nope. Just admiring the view.” With that, he leaned in and swiped his tongue along her slit, ending at her clit, but not touching it. Not yet.

He nibbled the outer lips protecting her sex, lapping up her juices. Mandy tried to arch her hips, but he held them to the bed while he teased her higher.

Plunging two fingers inside her, he finally showed her clit some attention. He circled his tongue around it as he set up a steady rhythm with his hand. Her body bowed toward him and he added another finger. Her clenching walls told him she was close. Thank God. He didn’t know how much longer he could last.

Sucking her clit into his mouth, Cabe rubbed the slightly nubby spot, her G spot. Mandy exploded around him. As she came down from her orgasm, he pulled away long enough to roll on a condom.
Then he was back, nudging her slit with his cock, running the tip through her juices. She opened her legs further and he entered her with one thrust.

Heat enveloped him as her inner muscles rippled up and down his dick. God, she felt good. Wrapping her legs around him, Mandy pushed against him and his control broke. He pulled out and drove back into her.

“Yes. Harder.” Mandy’s orders just spurred him on.

He was so close and already he could feel Mandy verging on another climax. He plunged inside her again and again and again.

Mandy screamed as she came around him.

Too much time, too much need. Fire raced down his spine and coiled around his cock as her pussy walls clamped around him and he found his own release.

Spent, he rolled on his side and pulled Mandy with him. “That was incredible.”

“Mmm.” Mandy’s eyes closed and she drifted to sleep.

Cabe smiled and kissed the tip of her nose. He untangled himself and pulled the covers up over her. Mandy was so out of it, she never moved. Treading to the bathroom, he disposed of the condom before sliding in beside Mandy.

Finally, things were as they should be. Tomorrow, he’d tell Mandy how he felt and they’d go from there. Maybe a ring for Valentine’s Day. True, it was only a couple months away, but they’d known each other forever.

He drifted to sleep with thoughts of the future. The sun pierced his eyelids sometime later. Damn, he should have closed the curtains last night. A smile spread across his face. He’d had his mind, and hands on other things last night.

Thinking of Mandy, he reached out for her and came up with empty mattress. His head popped up. “Mandy?”

No answer. He leaned over the side of the bed. Her dress was gone.

He dialed her room. No answer.

He pulled on jeans as he called the front desk.

“Front desk.”

“I’m looking for Miss Sinclair, Room 519.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, sir. She’s already checked out.”

He sank down on the bed, the phone receiver forgotten. Why had she left? Well, it didn’t matter. He’d track her down, spank her so-fine ass for leaving him, and then have the conversation he’d wanted to have this morning.

Mandy Sinclair thought she could run from him. She was in for a big surprise.

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Please return on January 4th to see what happens when Cabe catches up to Mandy.
~~Scarlett Jameson~~

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