Mandy's He-Man by Donna Gallagher Read Free Book Online Page A

seemed to be regulars these days. Caitlin had told Mandy that many of Brodie’s and JT’s friends had made the restaurant their regular, dining in quite often. Mandy was introduced to the restaurant’s owner, Angelo Donetto, who greeted Brodie and JT as if they were royalty. He personally showed the party to their table. Angelo’s profits had definitely taken a turn for the better since his first meeting with Brodie, a few months before.
    Mandy enjoyed listening to the light-hearted banter around the table, as the three males devoured their plates of pasta and garlic bread. She had ordered a generous helping of pesto linguine, which was scrumptious. The colour of the green sauce, made from basil leaves, appealed to her artist’s persona.
    Throughout the meal, Mandy had to learn how to twirl and eat her pasta one-handed. JT would not give up possession of her right hand, holding it in his and occasionally brushing little kisses over her knuckles, or just stroking her fingers with his thumb. Luckily, being left-handed made the task of eating a whole lot easier for Mandy, although the sparks from JT’s touches were making her hungry for something that was not on the menu at Mia’s.
    Caitlin sang beautifully, as usual. Mandy enjoyed seeing the look of adoration on Brodie’s face as he was mesmerised by his woman’s voice. He really loved Caitlin. It was obvious to anyone who watched the man. Mandy glanced over at JT, who was in the middle of another arm wrestle with Riley, and wondered if he would ever look at her that way.
    Riley was a cheeky monkey all night, teasing Mandy about her liking JT. Mandy threatened revenge on Riley when he least expected it, which brought another round of laughter from the happy table.
    As JT, Mandy and Riley walked home, Mandy found it hard to fathom how, after so many years of feeling as if she didn’t really belong anywhere, she could now feel so much a part of this world. And all due to the man who was walking beside her.
     
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    It had taken a while, but finally Riley was asleep. Mandy and JT were cuddled up together on Caitlin’s sofa-bed, which was still in its sofa position. It was as if they were teenagers, not game to go too far and risk getting caught by their parents—or in this case, Caitlin and Brodie. JT’s kisses were like a drug. Mandy was addicted—she couldn’t get enough of them. His mouth tasted like vanilla and spice with just a hint of garlic, and all male.
    “If you knew the things I’ve been thinking, the images of what I want to do to your body. How hard it was to sit at that table with my cock rock-hard and hold a civilised conversation with Riley…”
    “Really, is that so?” Mandy purred against the side of JT’s neck, delivering little kisses repeatedly. She was so hot for him, her nipples hard and her breasts full as they ached for the touch of his mouth. She could feel his solid length pressing against her, and just wanted to be filled by it. “Let me see if I can guess. Would you have been thinking about stripping me bare, spreading me out on the bed, fully open to you—on display, hiding nothing from you, my body wet and glistening, ready for your cock, the cock that I can feel pressed hard against me now…?”
    “Mags…”
    “What’s the matter, JT? Worried that you aren’t going to make it?” She stroked his erection through his jeans, gently applying a little pressure. “You’re not going to go off before Caitlin comes home. That would be a waste, especially when you could be inside me, all warm and wet… Or, better yet, maybe I feel like a bit of dessert. Maybe I could use that nice, hot rod of yours like an ice cream. Lick and suck on it till I get some cream.”
    Mandy could not believe the words spilling from her mouth—they were downright dirty! But they sure were having the right effect on JT, who moaned and growled in her ear, finally cutting off any more of her provocative words by covering her mouth with