C18 Chapter 18

Zane smiled and they drove on to his house. When they arrived, he opened the garage and drove in closing the door behind them. Then he got out and opened the door for her. He unlocked the door to the house and entered turning on the lights as he went.

“Coffee?”

“Sounds great,” Amanda replied as she moved around the living room studying the pictures and trophies on his shelves.

Zane busied himself making coffee and answered her questions with shouts over his shoulder when necessary. The kettle boiled and he poured their coffee. He turned around and found Amanda standing behind him. She smiled quietly as she looked up at him. He looked

down into her blue eyes searching for what had been there ten years before. He was able to study her close up and realized she looked hardly a day older than when they had been together. A few more wrinkles around the eyes but that was it. If anything, they held more wisdom. Amanda searched his eyes too for the man she had known ten years earlier.

She stepped closer and placed her finger on his lips as he opened his mouth to speak. She shook her head and then inched slowly forward holding his gaze as she brought her lips to his.

Just a touch. A hint of breath.

“I’ve missed you,” she whispered.

“And I’ve missed you,” he whispered back. He lifted a hand and brushed her long, blonde hair away from her face as he stroked her cheek.

They kissed again and again, silently saying nothing. They stopped between kisses, studying each other, searching for the flame that they once knew. Zane kissed her cheeks; he kissed in

front of her ears. He moved down her neck.

“I’ve never forgotten your lips and how you used to kiss me,” she whispered as she let her head fall back giving him free access to all of her neck. He kissed her softly and breathed deeply inhaling her scent.

“Neither have I,” he whispered.

Amanda’s hands trailed down his neck and over his chest. She began to unbutton it as Zane kissed her again. She pulled his shirt open and pushed it back off his arms. Her fingers trailed over his chest and down exploring his abs and then settled at the top of his pants as if waiting for permission.

Zane let her wait as he ran his hands down over her back and her soft cotton dress. He reached her ass and pulled her close as he squeezed it. She felt him press against her through his pants as they continued to kiss.

Amanda paused biting her lower lip.

“Oh, my,” she whispered. “Unless something else hasn’t changed that must be your gun.”

“It’s my other gun,” he murmured, with humor in his voice. “I use it to shoot women.”

“Are you going to shoot me?” she teased rubbing harder against him.

“I think I’m going to have to,” he whispered as he slipped his hand under her short cotton dress. He found her naked ass and traced the line of her thong down to where it disappeared between her ass cheeks.

Her breathing hitched as his fingers found her womanhood. She froze waiting for more of his touch in that spot but it was gone. He could almost feel her body pleading for more. Disappointed that his touch had moved away, her breathing returned to normal.

Then in one swift move, he placed his arms under her ass and lifted her so her head was elevated above his, and her legs pinned together. She smiled down at him.

“Where are we going?” she asked looking down at him.

“I guess it’s time to shoot you,” he smiled.

“Really? Why not in the kitchen?”

“Some women don’t like to be shot in public,” he joked.

“Oh, I see. You think I prefer to be shot in private?”

“At least the first time,” Zane said as they reached the room and he bent his knees so she didn’t hit her head on the top of the door jamb.

“So you won’t kill me when you shoot me?”

“I hope not. I want to shoot you again and again.”

He lowered her in front of the bed and then pushed her. She couldn’t step back with the bed behind her and effectively tripped backward. She let out a small scream as she sat down

heavily on the bed.

“You devil,” she said feigning irritation. Then she sat forward and reached for his pants. She undid them and pulled them down in one move. Zane's cock sprang free and Amanda smiled looking from it to Zane.

“I think your gun needs some oil before it can shoot,” she whispered.

“What do you suggest?” Zane asked smiling down at her.

Amanda didn’t answer. Instead, she took him in her hand and squeezed gently as she brought her other hand up and softly tickled his balls with her fingernails.

Zane threw his head back and moaned. Then he felt her tongue touch his head. She circled it slowly with the tip of her tongue and then tickled the sensitive skin just under his head. Zane moaned with pleasure. She ran her fingernails up his shaft and down again before taking just his head in her mouth. She ran her tongue around his head just inside her mouth and then

she slowly began to take him deeper and deeper into her mouth. Zane moaned with pleasure. He didn’t know how long he could last. He could normally hold out for some time but with what she was doing to him, he was going to explode soon.

Then Amanda stopped. She stood and stepped around him. He turned to follow where she was going and this time she turned the tables on him. She shoved him as hard as she could and he tripped backward falling onto the bed as he had done with her.

She pounced like a cat and was on him in a second, gobbling his cock deep into her mouth again. Deeper than she had a moment before. He could feel the head touch the back of her throat and he moaned in ecstasy. Finally, she stopped and crawled up to lie beside him.

He rolled on his side and began to unbutton her dress. She let him unbutton it from top to bottom and then open it up to either side of her revealing her bra and panties. Her bra fastened in front and he undid it in a second setting her breasts free.

He stroked them gently and watched as her nipples pebbled, becoming little peaks of pleasure with her desire. He licked them softly and sucked them alternately before lying back and running his fingers from her breasts down over her flat stomach. She inhaled erratically as he tickled her and then he stopped at the top of her panties. They were small and tight and, as he slid his hand down over them he the soft skin around her pussy peeping from the sides. He rubbed his hand over the center of her panties from the outside and felt how soaked they were.

He sat up and tugged on her panties. Soaked with her juices, they clung to her skin as he peeled them off. She lifted her ass and made it easier for him to remove her panties. He slid them down her long legs and tossed them on the bed. Then he climbed on the bed between her legs and rubbed her smooth legs from her feet to her thighs. He traced his fingers back down softly and then back up. He avoided her pussy and traced his fingers around it and up over her stomach. She arched her back trying to catch his fingers as they bypassed her center of desire every time until finally, she begged breathlessly.

“Please Zane. Please. Touch me. Touch me there. Finger me...”

Instead, he stopped touching and began to tease her with his tongue. He traced it around her button and down into her slit from where her juices flowed. She moaned and tried to arch her

back to increase his pressure on her button and the speed of his tongue’s movement against her pussy but he simply pulled away making her realize he was in control.

She began begging again, “Please Zane. Enough. I want you. Now!”

All she received in reply was, “Ssshhhh!”

And he continued with his teasing until finally, she ceased begging and lay whimpering on the bed. Then he positioned himself between her thighs and slid his cock up and down lubricating it. Her moans grew louder and then he slipped inside her.

“Yes!” she cried. “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes. At last!”

Zane smiled as he pushed into her. Slowly at first as he lubricated himself with her juices bit by bit and then, finally, he was all the way in. He began to thrust long and hard and Amanda

squealed below him as he pounded her with a hunger he did not think he had.

“Oh, you have no idea how I have missed this,” she cried.

“Where have you been all this time?”

“Right here. Waiting for you to come back I guess,” he replied as she thrust into her.

“I want to be on top,” Amanda said.

Zane rolled over staying inside her and pulled her up on top of him. She sat up straight taking him deep into her. She rode him then as she leaned back resting her hands

on his thighs behind her. Her head was thrown back and he alternately massaged her ass and breasts as she rode him. Her hair hung down over her shoulders and he rubbed it against her skin enjoying its feel against her skin and its texture.

Then finally she came, screaming her orgasm through the house. He continued to pound into her and she came again and again.

Zane rolled over on top of Amanda again.

“How do you want to be shot?” he smiled.

“Just like this,” she said.

Zane started to thrust into Amanda again. Long, hard thrusts that became faster and faster. She wrapped her legs placed her hands on his back as her pelvis rocked with his thrusts and she felt him swelling as his orgasm neared. Then he began to shudder as exploded inside her. She felt his cum stream from him and fill her up deep inside, so wet and warm.

“Oh yes, oh yes, how I’ve missed you, Zane,” she cried out. Finally, he slowed and stopped his thrusts. Amanda indicated that she wanted him to roll over again and they did so together with Zane still buried cock deep inside her. She looked down at him, resting her hands on his chest.

He looked up at her with a smile on his face. He drank in her eyes and her messed up hair as he ran his hands over her naked curves again.

Then she leaned down and kissed him again before she rolled off him. They lay in silence together and soon Amanda was fast asleep beside him. He listened to her deep breathing as she slept.

Unable to sleep he stood and dressed in his shorts and a t-shirt and left her asleep on the bed while he went to think about the worries that ran through his mind. Worries that had just increased after his reunion with Amanda.