0 comments/ 7122 views/ 2 favorites Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 01 By: surober1 Author's Note: This story was written as a special request from a fan whose terrific input helped me to develop the character and the story. By way of disclaimer, any similarity of any fictional character or business name in this story to any real person or place is purely coincidental!!! And if Mr. Nicholson ever learns of this little piece of fiction... well, we just hope he realizes it was intended with much respect and affection! This is for you, sweetgurl... ********** "Oh, damn..." Amanda Lewis muttered as she saw steam billowing from under the hood of her rented 1987 Ford Taurus. "What the hell am I going to do now!!!" she groaned. She pulled over to the side of the road right at the corner of Franklin Canyon and Mulholland Drives near Wilacre Park in Los Angeles. I guess I should consider myself lucky this didn't happen while driving along those remote roads through the Santa Monica Mountains! She'd taken a detour into the National Recreation Area just to see some of the natural beauty that surrounded L.A. But the real reason she'd made the drive up this particular road was just for the off chance that she might actually spot the one man who could make her body tingle every time she saw his sexy, wolfish grin... Jack Nicholson. He was widely known as one the "bad boys" of Mulholland Drive... but that just made him appeal to her even more... Amanda stopped the car and turned the key off... the engine already having died from being overheated. She leaned her head against the steering wheel and groaned in frustration again. She opened the door and got out to look up and down the roads to see if she saw any other vehicles approaching. There were none in sight at the moment. Well...what did you expect? This was a pretty exclusive neighborhood where there usually weren't a lot of people coming and going all day... except for nosy fans like her! She snorted a self-deprecating laugh and leaned against the side of the car while she waited... and hoped... Maybe some passing motorist would come along soon and take pity on her and offer her a lift somewhere so she could call the car rental place. She'd been pacing for about fifteen minutes on the side of the road when she heard a vehicle approaching behind her from the direction of Wilacre Park. She spun around to wave it down, but the spiked heel of her shoe caught on a rock and she stumbled slightly. She lost her balance and fell forward toward her broken-down rental. She caught herself at the last second and ended up bent over at the waist with her hands braced on the hood of the car, her legs spread wide. She suddenly realized that she was in the same position that a police officer would normally have someone for a body search. The humor of the situation struck Amanda and she just started to laugh. She stayed in that position as her laughter overtook her for a few moments. She didn't even realize that the car approaching had pulled over just in front of hers and stopped... ********** Jack Nicholson was headed home from a post-production meeting on his next movie that was coming out in June. He grinned to himself as he recalled the fun he'd had playing just an "average horny little devil!" And having the chance to seduce three such lovely ladies as Cher, Michelle and Susan! I must say this was a part I was well suited for! He gave a low, throaty chuckle as he came around the curve exiting Wilacre Park. He noticed a car pulled over on the opposite side of the road, wisps of steam emanating from under the hood. Then his attention was captured by the tall brunette pacing beside it. His eyes were riveted to her long, shapely legs revealed to mid-thigh by her swaying, short skirt. Well, well, well... a damsel in distress... Jack smiled wolfishly. Maybe I could seduce you for a little afternoon delight! This might be fun... Just as he was slowing to pull over, she apparently heard him and spun in his direction but lost her balance. She fell toward the hood of her car and caught herself. Jack Nicholson growled and his dick twitched when he saw the pose she ended up in. Oh, fuck...who's going to seduce whom here?!! Jack watched her for a few seconds when he stopped the car. He could see she was laughing and she had not attempted to right herself yet. You stupid asshole... get out of the car! As short as her skirt was and bent over like that, he just knew he was missing a great view! Man... I must be getting old... Well, he was less than a week away from turning fifty! Aw, shit... just stop thinkin' about it! He wasn't about to pass up an opportunity like this... Amanda was trying to calm her laughter when she heard a car door open. She hung her head down for a moment to take a few deep breaths. She heard footsteps in the gravel as the other vehicle's occupant approached her. She gasped and froze when she heard the low, gravelly voice that always sent tingles down her spine to meet with the throbs between her legs... "Well, now... have you been a naughty little girl and you're just waiting for the police to come and arrest you? You know... I have a little experience with the cops, and I'd be happy to take care of a body search for such a sexy, naughty girl like you!" A tremor went through Amanda's body. Oh, my God... is he seriously trying to seduce me?!! Does Jack Nicholson actually want to seduce ME?!! She knew if she ever got the chance to meet him that she would do her best to seduce him... but it sounded like... She lifted her head and swallowed nervously. Then she twisted slightly and peered over her right shoulder at him as she bent over just a little further. Her tongue nervously licked her lips and she stifled a moan when she saw his wolfish grin. She rounded her eyes innocently. "Well, actually... I haven't been a naughty girl... yet. But I will be for you... if you'll seduce me, Jack..." she pleaded provocatively. Jack's grin faded as he saw her warm, brown eyes heat to a passionate intensity. Then his eyes traveled over her body in that wanton pose... Her skirt was molded over her nicely shaped ass, the edge of it swaying slightly, just low enough to keep her crotch covered. He nearly groaned in frustration. Damn... I wish I could tell if she was wearing panties or not... His eyes traveled down her shapely legs again in that wide, provocative stance. Then he looked back up to her face. Her eyes looked so innocent... and yet seductive at the same time. Yeah, she's wearing panties... but I'll bet they're damn sexy... He watched her eyes widen as he moved up behind her slowly. He stopped with his crotch almost touching hers, his hard cock straining in his pants to feel her heat. She was fairly panting at his proximity. His lips widened in a slow, sexy grin. He put his hands on the outside of her spread thighs as far down as he could reach. She jerked slightly at his touch. He dragged his hands up her silken, bare thighs, under her skirt to her hips, his fingers sliding over the satiny material of her panties that rode low on her hips. The fingers of his right hand curled upward to slip under the elastic and inched down toward her mound. She was panting even harder... He brushed his fingertips through her neatly trimmed bush and then slid them downward until he felt the evidence of her excitement. He groaned at the same moment she did. "Oh, baby... your pussy is so wet and hot... Is this all because of me?" Amanda pushed her ass back until she came in contact with his crotch... the hard bulge of his dick made her shudder. She stood up slowly and pressed the back of her body against the front of his and twisted her head sideways to stare into his lustful hazel eyes. "Yes, Jack... it's all for you!" she whispered desperately. She whimpered as his cock twitched when he crushed his lips to hers. He growled in his throat and stroked his fingers along her sopping flesh. His left hand wandered up to cup her breasts and knead them gently. Amanda was lost to his touch... she didn't even know where she was any more. All she was aware of was that Jack Nicholson wanted her... HE... wanted her... She moaned desperately into his mouth at that thought as her right hand lifted to clutch at the back of his head. Their lips had parted almost immediately when he kissed her. She moaned again... low and throaty as their tongues stroked so sensuously together. Goddamn... she's a good kisser... Jack briefly wondered how good her lips and tongue would feel all over his body... He was almost ready to lean the beautiful young woman over the hood of her car and fuck her right there on the side of the road. Never had any woman so instantaneously filled him with such raging desire! The sound of an approaching vehicle finally drew his attention to the fact that he was publicly molesting a young woman whose name he didn't even know! He withdrew his right hand from her panties and from under her skirt and placed both his hands at her waist. He continued to kiss her until he heard the other vehicle pass, then he reluctantly ended it. He nearly moaned at the expression of desire on her face and the heat in her eyes when her lush lashes finally lifted. He took a deep breath and one step back from her as he moved his hands to her shoulders and turned her around to face him. He frowned slightly as he blew the air out of his lungs slowly. The heat in the young woman's eyes faded as she stared at him. She started to look nervous. Jack shook his head and laughed softly. "I'm sorry, miss... I don't usually make it a habit to immediately attack a woman... especially one that I was meaning to render assistance to! But you caught me off guard when you ended up in that... compromising position... and my body reacted immediately! He grinned wolfishly again and his eyelids lowered sexily. "You asked me to seduce you, but I think it's you who's seducing me!" Amanda blushed and smiled softly as she looked down into his sexy eyes. She suddenly noticed that she was slightly taller than him in her two-inch heels... and he didn't seem to mind. "That's quite a compliment, coming from you, Mr. Nicholson." He brought his right hand up and waved his index finger admonishingly at her. "Uh, uh, young lady... the name is Jack, and I love the way you say my name! But what should I call you?" She smiled guilelessly. "I'm Amanda... Amanda Lewis," she added when he crooked one of his eyebrows as if expecting her to tell him her full name. "Well, Amanda," he said softly, his voice taking on a husky quality, "Why don't you collect whatever you need from your car and I'll escort you to mine and drive you to my home so you can call for a tow." She frowned slightly. "You're sure you don't mind? I don't want to cause you any trouble or be a bother to you at all..." He grinned wolfishly again. "The only trouble you'll cause me is if you leave me in the condition I'm in now. I've already got my mind set on seducing you, Amanda..." She grinned back at him. "Oh... you seduced me years ago, Mr... Jack," she amended when his eyebrow lifted. "You've been seducing me in my dreams ever since I saw 'The Postman Always Rings Twice' when I was eighteen." She took a deep, ragged breath. The look in his eyes was making her want to pant again. She closed her eyes for a moment and lightly bit her lower lip to keep it from trembling at her body's reaction to him. She turned and moved to the driver's door of her rental and opened it to reach in and grab her purse. Then she spotted her suitcase on the backseat. "Oh, no..." she muttered quietly. She turned to look at him again. "I almost forgot... I have my suitcase with me because I was headed out of L.A. this afternoon to spend the weekend in Santa Barbara. I don't know how long it will take for me to get another rental, but I was planning on leaving by four o'clock. I hope it won't be an imposition to bring it with me..." She winced nervously. Jack smiled. "That's fine... bring everything you have with you so you can leave as soon as you get another car." He glanced at his watch. "We'd better get going. It's almost one o'clock now and that won't leave me much time for my seduction scene with you if you plan to leave by four." The wolfish grin was firmly in place again. Amanda grinned herself as she removed her personal belongings from the broken-down vehicle. She left the keys under the driver's floor mat so whoever came after it would have them. Jack very politely took her suitcase from her and gestured toward his car just several feet away. It was a large Mercedes Benz 600 touring sedan that appeared to be in pristine condition even though she recognized the model to be at least ten years old. "Wow... nice car," she mumbled admiringly as he ushered her into the passenger seat. He placed her suitcase in the backseat on the driver's side before he climbed into the driver's seat. He put the car in gear and pulled back out onto the road headed up Mulholland Drive toward his home. Amanda hadn't even realized he'd left the car running. "And quiet, too..." she added. Jack flashed her a bright smile. "Yeah... I just love this car... that's why I make sure it's well taken care of. I plan on keeping it forever! It's the only vehicle I own that I've never had sex in... don't want to risk messing it up!" The wolf was back again... Within five minutes they were pulling into the drive past the gate to his property that was shared by his adjacent neighbor, Marlon Brando, which he mentioned in passing when the drive split. Amanda looked in the direction of the other lane, but there were too many surrounding woods to see the other house. Jack pulled up to the garage, waiting while the door opened to park the car inside. Amanda glanced at his house before they entered the garage. It was a large two-story stucco home with mostly natural landscaping around it... a house fit for a star of his stature, but not a mansion by any means. He helped her out of the car and led her inside, pointing out a telephone to her on one of the kitchen counters. She picked up the phone book next to it, found the number of the rental car agency and called them. Jack left the kitchen while she made the call. He went to the wet bar in his den and poured them each a club soda. There were some slices of lime in the little fridge, so he threw one in each glass and headed back to the kitchen. She was still on the phone. "What do you mean you don't have another car to give me?!!! I can't drive the one you gave me because the engine overheated! It must not have been serviced properly the last time it was checked. I have to go out of town this weekend for my job and I need a car! What am I supposed to do now?" She groaned in frustration and chewed on her lower lip as she listened to the person on the other end of the line say how sorry they were for what seemed like the millionth time! "Look... don't you have any contacts through another agency that might have a car they could rent to me?" She closed her eyes and shook her head. "Fine. You tear up my rental contract and you reverse the charges on my credit card! I'll find another car myself! Good bye!" she yelled into the phone. She restrained herself just in time from slamming the phone down when she saw Jack standing at the kitchen door with drinks in his hands. She tried to smile at him but her eyebrows also furrowed into a frown. "I guess you heard my predicament!" She appreciated the look of concerned understanding on his face as he moved to her and handed her the cold glass. She thanked him, then took it and lifted it to her nose to see if she could tell what it was. It didn't smell like alcohol... Jack chuckled. "It's just club soda, Amanda. From the way you've already been reacting to me, I didn't feel the need to get you liquored up in order to seduce you!" She chuckled with him as she sipped on the refreshing liquid with a hint of lime. Then she took a bigger swallow as she eyed him over the rim of the glass. She hadn't realized how thirsty she'd gotten waiting outside in the warm mid April sunshine before Jack Nicholson had showed up to rescue her... She resisted the urge to pinch herself. She closed her eyes and placed the cold glass in her hand against her suddenly flushed cheek. Please don't let this be a dream... Amanda shook her head and forced herself to pay attention again as she realized Jack was talking to her. He was asking her why she was going to Santa Barbara for her job. She explained that she'd recently started working for a travel agency and they were sending her on her first assignment to check out and rate a new Inn that had just opened up there. She'd be staying there for the weekend in one of their seaside bungalows. It'd be the first relaxing weekend she'd had since moving to L.A. a few months ago... And to leave for this weekend with the memory of being seduced by Jack Nicholson to play over and over in her mind... Maybe it wouldn't be such a relaxing weekend after all! But then again... if she didn't get her transportation problem straightened out, she wasn't going to get there at all! And I can't lose this dream job by blowing my first assignment... ********** Twenty minutes and six more phone calls to different car rental agencies later had Amanda sitting dejectedly on a kitchen barstool staring off into space. Scenes of her having to go back to the travel office and tell them that she couldn't make this trip and hearing them tell her that they were going to have to let her go kept playing over and over in her mind. She frowned as her teeth once again gnawed on her lower lip. Jack stifled a groan. Damn, Amanda... won't you quit chewing on your luscious lip like that and let me do it for you? He ran his tongue over his suddenly dry lips as he recalled each time he'd watched with fascination as she'd made that unconsciously provocative move. He could tell it was a habit for her when she was nervous or concerned... but she just looked so damn sweet and sexy when she did it! "I'm so sorry, Amanda. This is going to cause a real problem for you, isn't it?" he asked her gently. She nodded as she frowned and picked up her glass on the kitchen counter to gulp down the last of her club soda. She set the glass down and chewed on her lower lip... again. Oh, you poor, sweet girl... I wish I could get you a car... Jack was suddenly inspired. I don't have any other plans... "I could drive you up to Santa Barbara if you'd like and..." he started to offer quietly. She didn't even get his implication. "Oh, no... I can't put you to all that trouble! This is my problem and I'll figure out how to handle it. Besides... if you drove me up there and dropped me off, I might not have a way to get back." She looked down to study the phone book again. "That's very kind of you, but..." "Amanda... I wasn't offering to drop you off... I was asking if you'd like me to spend the weekend with you?" Her wide eyes flew to his face. "What?!!!" she murmured with a nervous laugh, not quite sure she'd heard him correctly. Jack Nicholson suddenly felt nervous himself. He'd just tried to invite himself along on her weekend... and she was supposed to be working. He almost started to feel like an idiot... almost... until a slow, seductive smile spread across her face. She stood up and walked slowly toward him. "Oh, Jack..." she breathed. "I'd love nothing more than to spend a whole weekend with you!" His arms slid around her waist as he pulled her against him. He moved as if in slow motion as his lips approached hers. He kissed her gently until her lips parted slightly, then he couldn't resist... he nibbled her lush lower lip with his teeth. She moaned and trembled in his arms as her hands slid from his shoulders up his neck to the back of his head. Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 01 "Mmm..." Jack murmured as her lips parted further, inviting his tongue. He softly licked the spot where his teeth had gently grazed her just a moment ago, then he slipped the tip of his tongue down between her lip and her bottom teeth. He liked that her teeth felt smooth and clean... like his... he had a thing about good oral health. The only taste he didn't mind to leave lingering in his mouth was the taste of pussy... Amanda moaned quietly as she felt his tongue gently exploring her mouth. She tentatively brought hers up and stroked it softly against his. His reaction was instantaneous. He plastered her body to his with his strong arms as he forced her mouth wide and plundered her. His tongue was masterfully stroking hers, demanding that she respond in kind... She groaned deeply as the image of him plundering her body with his flooded her brain, also causing wetness to flood between her thighs. There was no way she could've ever resisted Jack Nicholson... especially when he kissed her like this! Jack's dick was throbbing in his pants again... Good God... no woman had ever made his cock throb that hard from just a kiss! And he couldn't seem to get enough of her mouth... it was so warm and inviting. And the feel of her tongue stroking his... she knew just when he wanted her to spar with him and when he wanted her to retreat and let him have his way with her... and when he wanted her to invade him... Jack growled as he slid his hands down to her ass and pressed her hips against his so she could feel how badly he wanted her. Then he almost whimpered when she lifted her right leg and slid it up against his left side, wrapping her calf around his ass to press her crotch tighter against him. He could feel her heat... even through her skirt and panties and his slacks and his shorts! Goddamn... she's so hot... He couldn't stop from rubbing his hard cock against her... he so wanted to slide inside her hot, wet body... Amanda was grinding her hips against him and moaning wantonly. He suddenly realized she was getting off on rubbing herself against him as much he was! Oh, Goddamn it... I'm gonna cum in my pants! I haven't done this since I was a teenager... but this just feels so fuckin' good... Jack Nicholson's head flopped backward as he groaned loudly when his cock erupted. He was holding onto Amanda Lewis by her left hip and her right thigh, clutching it to his left hip as they ground against each other. She was hanging onto his shoulders for dear life as her back arched away from him. She moaned loudly as her own climax overtook her. He held onto her and let her right leg lower as he slid his hand up her hip underneath her skirt, maneuvering it between them so he could feel the wetness of her panties. They were soaked. She finally lifted her head and opened her passionate brown eyes to stare at him dazedly. He grinned devilishly at her. "Amanda, my love... we're in for one hell of a weekend..." Amanda's heart thudded in her chest. And you have no idea how I've longed to hear words like that from you ...my love... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 02 Amanda Lewis could hardly believe that she was standing in Jack Nicholson's bedroom. It was a very masculine room... the décor was mostly dark colors, and looked very intimate and private. Dark curtains on the windows blocked the bright sunshine outside. She glanced nervously at the bed. It was obvious which side he slept on from the slight indention in the mattress. He told her to make herself comfortable while he went into his master bathroom to clean up and get out of the clothes he'd been wearing. She chuckled softly at the thought that she'd made him mess up his shorts and slacks! But then she smirked as she felt the wet material at her crotch reminding her that he'd done the same to her! Amanda grinned as a naughty idea crept into her mind while she nudged her high heels off her feet. She giggled impishly and reached up under her skirt to quickly remove her panties. She looked around for a place to stash them before he came out again. She moved to his side of the bed and was contemplating putting them in the drawer of the nightstand, but she felt it would be an invasion of his privacy to open any of his drawers. She was still glancing around when she heard the bathroom doorknob jiggle like he was opening it, so she quickly reached down and stuffed her panties up under the bed pillows. She had just straightened back up when the door opened. He paused in the doorway wearing a dark blue terrycloth robe. It was cinched at his hips with the tie, but it was gaping open at his chest. Her eyes were drawn to his exposed flesh, with that small patch of dark hair right in the middle. Her fingertips tingled at the thought of running her hands over his bare skin. She visibly shuddered as another tremor of desire coursed through her body. Jack grinned wolfishly. He could see her desire for him in her eyes and the way her body trembled at times from just a look or his touch. He couldn't ever remember having that much of an effect on a woman. He prided himself on being a good lover... The way he saw it, the whole point of having sex was just for pleasure... and, so far, this young woman seemed to derive pleasure just from being in his presence. Boy, is she good for my ego... He moved away from the bathroom door toward Amanda standing beside his bed. Soon, Amanda, sweet girl... very soon I'll be adding you to my list of lovers that are helping me to create my "dent!" He glanced at the slight depression in his mattress where he slept and where he'd vigorously fucked a number of willing women over the years. He looked back into Amanda's eyes and growled deep in his throat. Her eyes were very clearly telling him that she was more than just willing... She was panting with desire for him! He put his hands at her waist and hauled her against him. She was face to face with him now... he realized she had removed her shoes and she was still nearly the same height as him. He swooped forward and took her mouth for another of her uniquely hot, intimate kisses... languidly stroking her with his tongue as he longed to do with her hot, wet cunt... eventually. He couldn't stop from sliding his hands down to her shapely ass... this time intending just to enjoy feeling the contours of her flesh. He gathered her skirt up to get his hands under it. Jack groaned and his dick twitched when he realized she'd removed her panties. He gave a low, throaty chuckle as he broke their languid kiss. His devilish grin returned when she opened her eyes and smiled impishly at him. "Ohhh, Amanda, Amanda... you are a naughty girl! And I just love naughty little girls!!!" he growled throatily at her as he stroked his firm hands over her ass. Amanda was suddenly nervous. Should I tell him that I'm really NOT as naughty as he thinks? I mean... I know I'm not completely innocent, but... technically... Her eyes rounded innocently again as she stared at him. She swallowed nervously. "Jack... there's something I should tell you..." she began quietly. He frowned slightly at her sudden nervousness. "What is it, Amanda? Are you having second thoughts about this?" His hands moved away from her backside as he stepped back from her slightly. She shook her head quickly. "Oh NO!!!" she exclaimed. "I've wanted this for years... it's just that..." her eyes closed as she blushed and chewed on her lower lip again. She opened her eyes when she heard him hiss in a breath. He was staring at her mouth. She released her lip and licked it as his eyes lifted to hers. Jack Nicholson suddenly felt like an idiot again. Everything she was thinking and feeling was right there in her eyes... plain as day! She wanted him desperately but she was scared... And why would she be so nervous? In his mind, there was only one reason... He put his hands on her face. "Amanda... are you a virgin?" he asked her huskily. His dick was already expanding in the hope that he was right. Her eyes widened slightly and then she nodded hesitantly. A warm smile spread across his face at the same rate his cock finished hardening to full erection. "Oh, Amanda... you don't know how excited I am to hear that!" She looked bewildered. He leaned down and placed a hard kiss on her lips and stared at her. "I've never had a virgin in my bed before! And I promise you, sweet girl, you will be the only one!" he growled sexily. Amanda whimpered when he crushed his lips to hers in a searing kiss. Her hands automatically lifted between them to spread against his bare chest. She shuddered again when he moaned in her mouth as her hands kneaded his flesh. His moans of desire emboldened her. She moved her hands down to the tie of his robe, tugged it loose and pushed it all the way open. Her right hand automatically went to his hard shaft. He twitched and moaned louder when she firmly wrapped her hand around his hot, velvety rod. She involuntarily tugged on his member when another tremor of desire shot straight down her spine to her throbbing, molten flesh. Amanda was sure she was going to die from pleasure before he ever got inside her! Jack Nicholson dragged his lips away from her sweet mouth. He was panting as heavily as she was. The desire in her eyes almost drove him beyond reason. If he didn't fuck her soon, he was sure he was going to die! He moved his hands from her face and dragged them down the front of her body, pausing to knead her firm breasts before continuing down to grasp the bottom of her shirt and start to tug it up her body. He nearly groaned in frustration when this move forced her to release his cock because she had to lift her arms over her head to remove her top. Then he did groan when he saw her beautiful breasts encased in a sexy bra that barely contained her firm globes and her hand immediately went back to his dick, stroking him sensuously. He couldn't hold back any longer. He reached down to his bed and grasped the covers to yank them back, exposing the dent in his mattress more clearly. She was still hanging on to his rigid shaft. He slowly shrugged out of his robe and watched with lust as her eyes deepened with even more intense desire as she watched him. "Get into my bed, Amanda." Her body nearly jerked from the force of the tremor that coursed through her at the sensual tone of his voice. It was mere shock at the fact that she'd nearly come just then that prevented her from immediately obeying his lustful command. Then she noticed the fire in his eyes and a warning look that told her if she didn't do as he asked, he'd take her by force. That thought sent yet another tremor throughout her body. Amanda turned and laid herself down on Jack Nicholson's bed... in his dent. Her soft, brown hair was spread on his pillow, her breasts were heaving and one of her long shapely legs was bent upward so that her skirt was raised just far enough to give a tantalizing glimpse of her dark, wet bush. She had no idea how sexy she looked. But Jack did. He was gritting his teeth from the effort it was taking him not to throw himself on top of this young woman and plunge his aching cock into her. He was having to force himself to remember that she was a virgin... and he was determined to make her first time as memorable as possible. He had no idea just how memorable it would be for her. But Amanda did. She was never so glad that she had saved herself... hoping that her first time making love would be with someone who meant the world to her, never dreaming that it would be the man who'd first made her feel such womanly sensuality. Her eyelids lowered as Jack crawled onto the bed and moved to the other side of her to lie on his right side facing her, his head propped on his hand. He was completely naked but she was still wearing her satiny demi bra and her silky short skirt. She loved the way his eyes were roaming over her body. Then his left hand moved up to trace a path from her neck down to her chest to the tops of her breasts. He stared into her eyes as he softly caressed his fingertips over her mounds of flesh. "Take off your bra, Amanda." Jack gritted his teeth again when she sexily arched her back to reach up behind her and undo the hooks of her bra. He stopped her from removing it completely so he could sensuously run his left hand over her shoulders and down her arms, pushing the straps downward. Then he peeled the cups from her breasts and removed it until she could extricate her arms from the straps. "You have gorgeous breasts, Amanda. He was cupping and kneading them with his hand, running his thumb over her hard nipples, watching as she arched in pleasure, delighting in her sensual groans. She gave a startled gasp when he leaned down and raked his flat tongue over her right nipple and then sucked the whole tip of her breast into his mouth, still laving her nipple with his firm tongue while cupping it with his left hand. "Oh, MY GOD...JACK!!!" she yelled loudly as her body convulsed, her hands gripping his head to hold him firmly in place. "Oh, God, Jack... don't STOP!" she cried as she felt a burning intensity building between her legs again. Her body was writhing to the rhythm of the primal urge that was coursing through her. Jack knew she was ready but he was going to make damn good and sure that she was so ready for his dick that she would hardly notice any pain he might cause her. He kissed his way to her left breast as he trailed his left hand down and found her engorged clit to rub his fingers in a circle on it. She made a strangled noise in her throat and then groaned gutturally as her hips convulsed. He moved his fingers further down and felt the wetness flowing from her hot flesh. With his thumb still circling her clit, he moved his middle finger down and eased it inside her slippery pussy, making her moan loudly. He lifted his head to stare at her. "Does this feel good, Amanda?" he asked sensuously as he kept sliding his middle digit in and out of her. She nodded as she continued to moan. He added his index finger and continued to pump them slowly inside her. "And how about now, sweet Amanda? Do my fingers feel good inside your tight, little pussy? Oh, yes, sweet girl... I can tell you like this from the way your body is moving. Your hips are telling me that you're ready for my dick... Are you ready, Amanda? Do you want my hard cock inside your sweet virgin pussy?" Amanda's head thrashed back and forth on the pillows as she moaned, "Oh, God, JACK... PLEASE!!" "Please what, Amanda? Tell me what you want! Tell me what you want me to do to you, sweet girl!" Jack murmured sensually as he nuzzled his lips on the sensitive flesh of her neck just below her left ear. Somehow, Amanda's lust clouded brain knew what Jack Nicholson wanted to hear from her lips. She reached down with her left hand and grasped his hot, hard flesh and tugged him toward her as she groaned sensuously, "Please, Jack... fuck my virgin pussy with your hard cock!" It was Jack's turn to groan. "Ohhhh... goddamn, sweet Amanda... I want to fuck you so hard! But I don't want to hurt you..." Amanda growled as she tugged even harder on his shaft, feeling the pearly liquid that had seeped out coating the tip. She opened her eyes and stared at him as she pleaded, "You won't hurt me, Jack! Please... fuck me before I go insane!" He moved between her legs as she positioned his cock at her dripping pussy. He just barely stroked the tip of his cock inside her until he could feel the slight barrier that was her maidenhood. Her trusting brown eyes stared up at him. "Are you ready, sweet Amanda?" She nodded quickly. He pulled back a little and braced himself to give a hard, deep thrust, grunting softly to force his way inside her. He stopped and stayed still when she winced and hissed slightly as her fingers dug into the flesh of his lower back. Then he watched her face soften and felt her fingers relax. He eased back and made a couple soft, slow strokes inside her. "Does it feel better now, Amanda?" he asked her gently. She smiled sexily up at him as she nodded. "Oh, yes, Jack," she moaned softly. "Oh, Jaaack... your cock feels so good moving inside me..." Amanda was already moving her body with his, the rhythm of his thrusts starting to intensify as their lust took over. "Ah fuck, Amanda..." he whispered as his face relaxed with passion. "You have such a nice, tight cunt... oh, baby... this isn't gonna take long for me!" His thrusts were getting harder and deeper. Amanda brought her arms up to dig her hands into his hair. "Jack... will you do me a favor?" He slowed for a moment to look down at her. "Let me see your eyes as you get off and then kiss me as you come inside me... please?" He smiled and leaned down to kiss her softly for a moment. "I think I can manage that, Amanda. It's the least I can do for a sweet girl who saved herself just for me..." Jack Nicholson's beautiful hazel eyes took on that sexy, heavy-lidded look that Amanda Lewis had seen so many times as he made love to her in her dreams. Only this time, she knew it was real... she could feel the weight of his body pressing her into the dent in his mattress. Her fingers were digging into his dark brown hair. His hard cock had taken her virginity and was now stroking inside her pussy so sensuously... This couldn't possibly be a dream... it feels even better than in my dreams... Jack settled onto his forearms and watched her as he gradually increased the power of his thrusts. He had to resist the urge to close his eyes and throw his head back to groan loudly on some of his harder thrusts. It had been so long since he'd felt such a nice, tight cunt... But he could tell that Amanda was going to be more than just a nice piece of ass for the weekend... she could very possibly turn out to be one of the few women he'd actually consider the "M" word for. Not marriage... but monogamy... at least for a little while. She was having a hard time keeping her eyes open as well. Her neck and back kept arching in pleasure on his hard thrusts. He could tell she needed just a little something extra... "What can I do for you, Amanda... I can tell you're about to come. Just tell me what you need, baby... Daddy wants to make you feel so good..." Jack grinned when Amanda gasped and groaned loudly. Ahhh... so you have a "Daddy" thing, huh?!!! He thrust harder and deeper. "Amanda, my sweet girl, come for Daddy Jack... I like to see on your pretty face how good my cock feels fucking you, baby... yeah, that's it... I can feel your little pussy squeezin' my dick... Ah GOD, Amanda... Ohhhh, fuu..." He started to moan and was cut off when she pulled his head down to crush his mouth to hers. Their lips automatically parted and their tongues stroked together in the same rhythm as their hips, both of them moaning deeply as they came. They ended the kiss as their moans quieted and their bodies stilled as their orgasms subsided. Jack sucked on Amanda's lower lip softly as he released her mouth and lifted his head to stare down at her. She looked beautiful... Her cheeks were flushed, her lips were swollen and her warm brown eyes sparkled with pleasure and passion and... Something else he didn't want to think about at the moment... but which he already knew. Why else would she have wanted him to take her virginity? She'd been feeling that way about him before he ever knew she existed... it wasn't like he led her on or anything. She was old enough to know that he was under no obligation to return those feelings... And as long as she didn't try to push it on him, they'd get along just fine. But he felt the need to make sure she knew where she stood with him. "Amanda... I don't want there to be any... expectations about this weekend..." She put her fingers to his lips when she saw the slight frown on his face. She knew exactly why he was worried. He'd seen it in her eyes. "Jack... I have no expectations about anything. Our meeting today was purely by accident. Sure, I came out to this area just in the hope to catch a glimpse of you... but... How could I have known this would happen? You've fulfilled a dream for me... How could I possibly expect anything more? So... I'm hoping you still want to spend the weekend with me... no strings attached... I promise." She smiled softly at him. I'll just walk away with the best memories of my life and, hopefully... a little something more... His wolfish grin was back. "Amanda, my darlin', you and I are goin' to get along just fine!" He leaned down and gave her a quick, hard kiss. "Now... let's get cleaned up and I'll pack a small bag and we can head on up to Santa Barbara. I know this great little place we can stop for dinner on the way..." ********** By 3:30 in the afternoon of Friday, April 17, 1987, Jack Nicholson and Amanda Lewis were on Route 1, headed up the Pacific Coast Highway. Amanda couldn't help but feel awed by the breathtaking scenery. The mountains falling away so steeply toward the shoreline in some places looked so different from what she was used to back home in Tennessee. She smiled to herself as she realized how far she'd come from the simple country girl she was just a few months ago. I hope you aren't too disappointed with me, Daddy... She stared out the passenger side. The scenery blurred for a few moments as she tried to blink back the tears and swallow the lump in her throat that sprang up when she thought of her father. His absence from her life still caused her pain at times. She and her father had always been so close... He had always called her his "good girl" because Amanda had always followed the rules. She had been raised with a good head on her shoulders... she knew what was right and what was wrong. Except when it came to the man sitting beside her in the sporty little convertible he'd decided to drive for the trip. She looked back at Jack and studied his face as he drove, wearing his usual sunglasses, his hair flipping wildly in the wind. He glanced toward her and flashed her another one of his gleaming, wolfish grins... Her heart skipped a beat. She'd never dared to dream that one of those sexy, predatory smiles of his would ever be directed at her! She couldn't help but grin back. It was a beautiful late afternoon drive... the weather was perfect. Typical southern California warm spring sunshine with the temperature kept comfortable by the coastal breezes. Amanda reclined back in her seat, holding her skirt in place, and let the sun warm her face as her ponytail whipped behind her. Jack had told her they would reach the place he wanted to stop for dinner just before five o'clock. If dinner was going to take longer than half an hour, she would need to call Pacific Views and tell them that she would be a little later than six o'clock checking in. Amanda hated to keep anyone waiting... if she told someone she would be there by a certain time, she made sure that she was. Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 02 Somewhere around a little town called Sea Cliff, Jack pulled off the Ventura Freeway onto a small road that circled down toward the shore. Off to one side, there was a lane that led to a bluff with a Victorian-style house on it that looked like it had been lovingly renovated. The sign out front read "Dream Weaver's Inn." Amanda winced inwardly as the name struck a painful chord with her. There were only about six cars in the parking area. Jack parked the sports car, turned it off and paused to smooth his hair with his hands using the rearview mirror. Then he got out and helped her as she exited the car and he took her hand and led her up the steps to the large porch and the front entrance. As soon as they opened the door, an older man looked up from the desk just inside and his face lit up when he saw who it was. "Jack, my boy! It is so good to see you again!" he exclaimed jovially but quietly enough to be discreet. "Have you come for another weekend retreat with us? It's been so long since the last time, and we've missed one of our most favorite patrons!" "Hello, Luke!" Jack said warmly as he shook the man's hand when he came out from behind the desk. "No, my friend, I'm afraid we're only stopping for dinner this time. Luke Weaver, this lovely young lady is Amanda Lewis and she has very kindly invited me on a weekend retreat with her up to Santa Barbara. Miss Lewis is a travel agent and I just wanted to bring her attention to your wonderful establishment as well. Maybe she could send some business your way once she sees what excellent service and food you provide here!" Luke smiled broadly at Amanda. "Boy... he sure knows how to throw a hint out there, doesn't he? It's a good thing we here at Dream Weaver's know how to be more discreet than he is!" Amanda couldn't help but laugh with the older man who was trying to help her feel not so "put on the spot!" She took Luke's hand when he offered it and said, "Well, that must certainly be true if Jack has patronized your establishment several times and someone in my line of business has never even heard of it! But then again, I am quite new to my job. And I've only been living in L.A. for a few months now." Luke gestured as he turned to lead them to Jack's usual table. "I didn't think you sounded like a southern California girl. Just where are you from, young lady?" "Tennessee. I'm just a simple country girl from the rolling hills of The Volunteer State," Amanda replied, letting loose with a little more of her southern accent that she'd worked hard to tone down since she'd moved to L.A. Jack grinned at her as he sat her in a chair at the table in the corner facing the view of the ocean through a wall of mostly glass doors. "Well, hell, darlin'... I'm just an ole' hick from New Jersey myself!" he replied, throwing somewhat of a "hick" accent to his low, gravelly voice. Amanda almost gasped when she realized his voice sounded somewhat like her father's with the accent added. She looked down quickly before he could see the sudden moistness in her eyes. She squeezed them shut and willed her emotions under control again. She was not about to blow this weekend by acting with him like she was a weepy-eyed little girl who only missed her Daddy! She was partly drawn to Jack because he was so much older... very nearly the age her father would be if he were still alive. But she had always been a "Daddy's little girl" and her father had doted on her. She did not need Jack to "dote" on her. She needed Jack to show her how to feel like a woman... how to fuck like a woman... how to love like a woman. And she knew he was the one man who could do that for her. Amanda looked back up and took in the spectacular view of the Pacific Ocean spreading toward the lowering sun, the surface covered with what looked like glistening diamonds. She took a deep breath and released it somewhat raggedly as she let go of her pain over the memory of her father's tragic death that always crept into her mind whenever she thought of him... and the name of this Inn didn't help matters, either. Then she smiled brilliantly at Jack. "This is a lovely place... and what a view! The view alone is probably worth whatever rates they charge!" OK, Amanda... you don't have to tell me about if you don't want to... Jack had noticed the slight sadness in her eyes before she looked down when he'd said he was a "hick" from New Jersey. He was about to ask her what was wrong when she changed the subject. Whatever it was, it was obviously painful to her and he was somewhat relieved that she didn't want to talk about it... That's not what this weekend is about... this weekend is strictly for pleasure! I don't need any messy emotional entanglements... correction... any MORE messy emotional entanglements... His last fight with Anjelica briefly drifted through his mind. They were going through another one of their "off" periods again, for which he was very glad at the moment. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have stopped to help Amanda and he would not have gotten to fuck her and feel the wonderful tightness of her virgin pussy... his first since... he couldn't remember when. She was also the first woman who'd gotten him off just from kissing and "dry humping" since... he couldn't remember when! Damn... but she makes me feel young again... Amanda was caught off guard when Jack reached down and picked up her left hand from where it was resting overtop of her right one on the tabletop. He leaned forward and lifted it to his lips and kissed the backs of her fingers. Then he smiled softly at her and said, "I hope you weren't worried about me being an old man and that I might not be able to keep up with you this weekend!" His smile turned wolfish again. "Because you make me feel like a teenager again... and I fully intend to ravage you completely for the next two nights and days! I may let you out just long enough to do what your job requires... but the rest of the time... you're mine, sweet girl! You understand, Amanda?" He crooked an eyebrow at her with a look that let her know how serious he was. Amanda was finding it difficult to breathe again as she nodded her understanding. She felt the need to pinch herself again. Jack Nicholson was giving her everything she could ever want or need from him except the one thing she knew he never would... that's why she had no other expectations about this weekend. Besides, that was just too much to hope for... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 03 By six o'clock Friday evening, April 17, 1987, Amanda Lewis was once again traveling with Jack Nicholson in his convertible sports coupe up Routes 1 and 101, the Ventura Highway which would eventually become the El Camino Freeway taking them into Santa Barbara. She watched as the evening sun changed position from mostly the left side of the vehicle to more directly in front of them as the highway turned more northwesterly and then mostly to the west as it followed the coastline. The traffic noises and the howling of the wind around them made conversation difficult. Amanda leaned back and tried to smile as she thought back over their wonderful dinner and the interesting conversation they'd shared back at Dream Weaver's Inn. She had been surprised when Jack admitted to her that he and his long-time on-again/off-again girlfriend, Anjelica Huston, were currently "off." She had been nervous when she admitted to Jack that she'd completely forgotten that he and Ms. Huston were supposedly "a couple." Then she'd laughed softly with him when Jack had chuckled, "Oh, yeah... we're a couple, all right! A couple of fuckin' idiots for thinkin' we could ever really settle down together! I've tried so many times over the years to stay faithful to her... but it's just not in my nature! I wish she'd realize that and decide once and for all whether she can live with that or not!" Amanda had sighed heavily at that last statement, reminding herself that she'd gone into this thing already knowing that about him. And if someone like Anjelica Huston couldn't make him want to change his ways, she sure as hell didn't stand a chance... For her, it was enough that he just wanted her... and he didn't just want her... he wanted her badly! He'd proven that yet again when he'd asked her to dance with him after dinner and his hand at her waist had wandered down to the small of her back and pressed her hips firmly against his. Liquid heat had flowed through her when she felt his hard cock nestled against the curve of her crotch, which had unleashed another tremor throughout her body. She was wearing her high heels, so she was slightly taller than him again. He had released her right hand that he'd been holding while they danced and pulled her more firmly against him, forcing her arms over his shoulders. He was hugging her tightly as they swayed on the dance floor when the Inn's unofficial "theme" song started playing; Dream Weaver by Gary Wright. Jack had whispered as he held her, "This is one of the reasons why I love to come here sometimes... just to hear this song. I love it... it's such a cool song!" Amanda had almost burst out crying on his shoulder. That song had always been a favorite of hers, too... and of her father. And every time she heard it, she couldn't help but think about him and how the words haunted her... I've just closed my eyes again Climbed aboard the dream weaver train Driver take away my worries of today And leave tomorrow behind Ooh dream weaver I believe you can get me through the night Ooh dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Fly me high through the starry skies Maybe to an astral plane Cross the highways of fantasy Help me to forget today's pain Ooh dream weaver I believe you can get me through the night Ooh dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Though the dawn may be coming soon There still may be some time Fly me away to the bright side of the moon And meet me on the other side... Ooh dream weaver I believe you can get me through the night Ooh dream weaver I believe we can reach the morning light Dream Weaver... Dream Weaver... It had taken every ounce of Amanda's strength to push away the memories of the night her father was killed. I cannot think about that now... It will ruin this whole weekend if I get caught up in this... Oh, please... make it go away... make it go away... She made herself concentrate on the fact that Jack Nicholson was holding her tightly in his arms and that she could feel his hard cock rubbing against her... because he WANTED HER... Come on, Amanda... just move with me... What are you thinking about, sweet girl? He could feel her trembling, and much as he'd like to have believed it was just from desire for him, somehow he didn't think so... Relax, sweet girl... whatever's troubling you, let me help you to forget it... just let it go, Amanda... that's it, baby... just let it go... ********** Jack Nicholson kept glancing at the young woman riding beside him as he recalled the dance they had shared after dinner. By the time Dream Weaver had ended, her body was trembling tensely. But a few moments later, she had relaxed in his arms again and was swaying with him, their bodies pressed together intimately. Now, so many expressions were playing across her face. Happiness... nervousness... resignation... desire... pain... back to desire again... He wondered if she was replaying in her mind what she had felt during that song... He was beginning to wonder what on earth could've happened to cause her such pain... Let it go, Jack... she obviously doesn't want to talk about it... Amanda looked at Jack and smiled sexily as she forced her mind clear of painful memories by recalling the intense sensations she'd experienced when he so skillfully took her virginity. Her girlfriends had told her that the first time would "hurt like a son-of-a-bitch!" And they'd also warned her of the blood, but she'd hardly bled at all... Amanda had felt nothing more than a couple seconds of slight pressure and then a quick sting, like the initial poke of an injection. But that had quickly been replaced by the awesome sensation of his velvety hard cock moving inside her, stroking her soft, slick virgin flesh. She involuntarily shuddered as her body recalled the exact sensations, causing her pussy to flood with wetness. "Are you getting chilly, Amanda?" Jack shouted when he saw her body visibly shake. The temperature was starting to drop a little but he didn't think it was that cool. "It won't be much longer... we've only got several more miles to go!" he advised her as they were traveling the highway through Santa Barbara. According to her directions, Pacific View Inn & Cottages was on the far side of the city, somewhere off Cliff Drive not too far from Arroyo Burro Beach Park. Amanda smiled again when she realized he thought she'd shivered from being chilled when it was actually just the opposite. Her body was flooding with heat at the thought that she was going to spend a whole night... a whole weekend... being fucked by Jack Nicholson. She felt naughty again. She reached down and picked up his right hand where it was resting casually on the gearshift and moved it to her lap as she lifted her skirt. He took over the movement and placed his hand squarely on her crotch, rubbing his fingers on the hot, wet fabric of her panties. Amanda shifted in her seat so she could lean over close to him. She said softly next to his ear, "No, Jack... I'm not chilly at all... In fact, I'm hot... my body is hot... for you... I can't wait for you to fuck me again, Jack..." She brought her right hand over and ran it up the inside of his left thigh until she was cupping his crotch, fondling the hard bulge in his pants. "I can't wait to feel your hard cock inside my tight, sweet pussy again! That's what you want, too, isn't it, Jack?" she asked seductively just before she ran her tongue over the sensitive flesh just below his right ear and then nipped his lobe with her teeth. Jack Nicholson's only response was a low growl and his foot pushing harder on the accelerator. ********** "Goddamn it! Is this what you wanted, Amanda?" Jack growled angrily as he plowed his dick into her from behind while her body was bent over at the waist, her hands supporting her on the back of the sofa just inside the door to the seaside bungalow they would be sharing for the weekend. Her only response was a loud moan as she leveraged her body back to meet his hard thrusts. He grasped her hips and grunted as he continued to slam his throbbing cock into her tight, wet pussy. He felt her flesh tighten as she screamed just as he lost control and erupted inside her after only about thirty seconds of hard fucking. Jack had lost control because Amanda wouldn't keep her hands off of him the last few miles of the trip. The only break he'd gotten was when she ran inside the main lobby at the Inn to check in and that had taken only a couple minutes. As soon as she'd jumped back in his car to tell him how to get to the bungalow, her right hand had immediately gone back to fondling his crotch. She had looked at him in frustration when he stopped just long enough to grab his bag from behind their seats and her suitcase from the trunk. As soon as she'd unlocked and opened the door, she'd grabbed the front of his shirt and hauled him in behind her, slamming the door shut with her foot. He'd dropped their bags when she backed him up against the door kissing him fiercely as she writhed her body against his, rubbing her crotch against his throbbing dick and moaning desperately. She had driven him insane until all he wanted was to do to her what he'd imagined when he first saw her bent over, leaning on the hood of that broken-down rental car. Jack had reached down and gotten his hands under her skirt to her panties and had started frantically pushing them down her hips. Amanda had taken over, backing away from him just far enough to finish removing them. He'd taken advantage of the space between them to grab her and spin her around in front of him when she stood up straight again. He'd run his hands up and down her body a few times, firmly grasping her breasts and kneading them and plunging his fingers into her wet folds as she'd whimpered and pressed her ass against his aching erection. He'd turned her toward the back of the sofa a couple feet away beside them and bent his head forward to nip her right ear lobe. "Bend over, Amanda," he'd commanded with a low growl. She'd done so slowly, also widening her legs to that same provocative pose and then turned to peer over her right shoulder at him exactly as she'd done earlier that day. Only she didn't look quite so innocent this time. Her eyes were filled with lust and her skirt was pushed up so that her ass and her dripping pussy were exposed. "Am I being a naughty girl... naughty enough for you to want to seduce me, Jack?" she'd asked hotly. Goddamn it, Amanda! How the fuck am I supposed to seduce you when you're seducing me to the point that you're about to make me cum in my pants again... Jack had lost it. He'd growled ferally as he yanked at his belt and practically tore at his pants to get to the raging hard-on the young witch had been tormenting him with for about fifteen minutes or so before she'd attacked him just inside the door. He was angry that she seemed to have so much power over him that he couldn't control his lust for her. He was afraid he wouldn't be able to give her pleasure because he had no control over his body at the moment. That was why he'd growled angrily at her as he slammed inside her, because he knew he was about to come and he wouldn't be able to get her off. That was why he was surprised as hell when she came as quickly as he did... He'd never been able to make a woman come that fast before! "Oh, my God, Amanda..." he groaned hoarsely as he leaned down and rested against her back for a few seconds. "My God, sweet girl, how did you get off so fast?" He couldn't see the smile that lit her face. "Uh... maybe because I was being masterfully fucked by Jack Nicholson... one of the sexiest men on this planet?" They both laughed softly. Then she laughed harder as she felt her body forcing his softening cock to slip out of her. Jack chuckled as he straightened up. He moved back from her and lightly swatted her ass just before he pulled his pants up. "Now, that's being a naughty girl! Pushing my cock out before I was ready to leave your sweet pussy!" She twisted around to look at him as she laughed. He swatted her lightly again. "Go on now, you naughty girl! Go get cleaned up before you drip all over this nice white carpeting!" Amanda stood up and turned around to plant a quick, hard kiss on him before she went. Jack chuckled and shook his head as he watched her hurry from the main room of the cottage back to the bathroom, leaving her panties on the floor behind the sofa. He chuckled again as he felt his shorts sticking to his wet crotch. It's a good thing I brought extra pairs of clean shorts... He bent down and retrieved her panties, grinning as he felt how wet they were. I hope she did, too... Then his grin turned wolfish. Uh, uh... it doesn't matter how many pairs of panties she brought... As long as we're inside this bungalow, she won't be wearing any! I'll see to that... Jack chuckled again as he bent down and picked up his bag and her suitcase and headed to the bedroom. ********** An hour later, Jack and Amanda were reclining on a chaise on the patio of the bungalow watching the sun slowly sinking toward the horizon. Jack was reclining between her bent, spread legs, leaning his head back on her right shoulder. Her hands were playing with the patch of hair in the middle of his chest. She was naked beneath the silky robe she was wearing, but he had parted it so he could feel her naked body against the back of him. He was also naked. Amanda was the only one who could see him on their private patio and she had already expressed her desire for his body, so he was comfortable being completely naked in front of her. He wasn't always happy with the way his body looked, but he could forget about that when he saw the desire in her eyes. He was slowly dragging on a cigarette, just enjoyed the feeling of her completely relaxed body cradling him. It reminded him that he was still curious about why she had tensed so when Dream Weaver had played while they danced. He had her trapped at the moment, so maybe he could convince her to tell him. Jack, why the hell are you so curious to know what happened to cause this young woman such pain? Why should it matter to you? This is just a weekend romp... no strings attached... Remember? He tried to convince himself that it didn't matter to him... it was none of his business, whatever had happened. But what does the song have to do with it? He convinced himself that was the only reason he was so curious. He took a deep breath. "Amanda... Do you want to tell me about Dream Weaver?" He felt her body immediately tense and her hands stilled on his chest. "Never mind, sweet girl... you don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Amanda dragged in a deep breath and exhaled raggedly. Damn it... "No, Jack... if I don't get rid of it now, it will haunt me all weekend." She kept her voice calm and even as she started. "Dream Weaver was one of mine and my Dad's favorite songs... he died in 1982 from an auto accident." "I'm so sorry, Amanda," Jack said sincerely and then frowned as he thought about it further. "If you both loved it, shouldn't it bring you some comfort to hear it? Why does it still upset you so much after five years?" She sucked in a deep, ragged breath. "There's a bit more to the story. You see... my father was killed the night I graduated from high school. I wanted to go to the graduation party afterward and had told Dad that I wanted to cut loose that night since I was over eighteen and it was a keg party. I'd never drank before. Dad told me it would be fine but that he was going to take me and pick me up afterward because he didn't want me driving and he was letting me stay until two o'clock in the morning. I thought he was the coolest Dad in the world for doing that..." Tears started to gather in her eyes. Amanda paused as she composed herself to continue. "Any way, at around two-thirty, a couple of cops showed up at the party looking for me and, in my half-drunken state, I got pissed thinking Dad had called them to come and drag my ass home because he didn't feel like coming to get me." She winced painfully. "But the cops were there to tell me that Dad had been in an accident and to take me to the hospital. He'd been hit head-on by one of my drunken classmates and wasn't expected to make it, but the other driver had walked away with only minor injuries. It was the first time I ever wished someone dead..." she hissed through her teeth as angry tears stung the backs of her eyes. She swallowed the lump in her throat and tried again to keep calm. "When I got to the hospital, the ER staff let me go back to see him right away because they knew he wasn't going to live and he'd been asking for me. When I got back there, Mom looked at me like it was my fault..." Her voice croaked painfully. "My Mom was always jealous of how close Dad and I were. Dad asked her to leave so he could speak to me alone. And that didn't help matters between Mom and me..." She sucked in another deep breath. "He told me how proud he was of me and that he wanted me to take whatever money I got from the insurance settlement on the accident and go after whatever dream I had." She snorted a bitter laugh. "He even joked that we should take the other driver to court because he thought we could get a good sum... Dad knew the kid that had hit him and that he was from a rich family." She frowned as she continued. "He told me to pursue my dream because he'd never really been happy with the life he'd gotten stuck in because of his job... he hated his job. He said it was boring and it had sucked all the life out of him and that I was the only thing that had ever really made him happy..." Her voice cracked slightly, but she continued with a sad frown. "I know he loved my Mom, but he could never really make her happy because she couldn't get over her jealousy about how much he doted on me. I can't remember how many nights I listened to her yelling at him... accusing him of molesting me! She even went so far as to report him to Child Protective Services and we went through months of investigation and psychological testing until they finally told my Mom to 'get over it!' That didn't prove anything to her," she said quietly as she closed her eyes. Amanda shook her head as she realized she was getting sidetracked from the main story. "I'm sorry... you didn't really need to know that much! The reason why it still hurts to hear Dream Weaver is because..." She paused as she could feel the sobs building, "Dad made me sing it to him as he lay dying... He took his last breath right after I choked out the lines, Fly me away to the bright side of the moon, And meet me on the other side..." Jack sat up and turned around to pull Amanda into his arms as her body was wracked by painful sobs. He held her and rocked her slowly as he stroked her back. But he felt awkward... he'd never really been comfortable with the idea of death... He didn't like thinking about it, much less trying to comfort a woman who was still in pain over the loss of her father... something he really couldn't relate to himself. Amanda's subconscious mind was nudging her pain-riddled brain to remember something she sensed was important. She was beginning to notice that Jack seemed uncomfortable trying to comfort her and she started to get nervous, realizing that he'd not come with her this weekend to get entangled in her life. This was supposed to be a "no strings attached" weekend of nothing but fun and sex. Things were sure getting off to a rocky start... She sat back away from him and started wiping her face off as she sniffled and took some deep calming breaths. She glanced up at him as he stood. "I'm so sorry, Jack... I wish this had never come up at all. I'd have been fine if I just hadn't heard that song..." Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 03 "It's OK, Amanda. I guess if I'd been that close to my fa... to someone that I'd lost in such a tragic way and it was so tied to a song, it would probably get to me, too." Oh, Amanda...you idiot... She'd completely forgotten that Jack never knew his real father... or even exactly who his real father was. He'd grown up thinking his mother was his older sister and his maternal grandparents were his parents... something that hadn't been revealed to him until he was in his thirties. It seemed he was doing his best to ignore that fact completely. She didn't think it would be a good idea to bring it up, so she let it go. She stood up and faced him. "Thank you for being so understanding, Jack. Now that I've gotten this out of my system, I'll be fine. I hope I haven't completely ruined the weekend for you..." He smiled faintly and shook his head. "Why don't you sit back down and relax. Have another cigarette while I go in and splash some water on my face. I think I saw some beers in the mini fridge inside... Would you like me to bring you one?" He grinned sincerely. "Now that would be great! And what would be even better is if you shed that robe before you come back out... be naked with me, lovely Amanda..." he growled as the grin turned wolfish and his eyes traveled heatedly down the front of her partially open robe. Amanda smiled sexily as she grasped her robe and shrugged it off her shoulders. Flames leapt in his eyes as his lids lowered. She said softly, "I'll be right back with your beer." She turned to walk inside, trailing her robe behind her and swaying her hips as much as she could. She smiled when she heard him growl softly. She was in for a surprise when she returned about five minutes later. Jack was sitting up on the chaise with his hard dick standing straight upward. He grinned wolfishly again as he took the beer from her. "Have a seat, sweet girl... I've been anxiously awaiting your return, as you can see!" Her initial surprise gave way to instant lust when she realized that he'd been turned on just by watching her remove her robe and walk away from him... Or was it just that? "My, my, Jack... do I turn you on that easily or did you give yourself a 'helping hand'?" she asked provocatively. Jack just about choked on the beer he was gulping, then he growled through his teeth, "Get over here and sit on my cock, Amanda, and no more smart-ass comments like that!" The tone of his voice brooked no arguments; she should obey him or pay the consequences. She moved next to his right side and swung her right leg to the other side of the chaise and grasped the back behind his head to steady her as she lowered herself toward his lap. He tortured her as she looked down to watch. He grasped his cock and rubbed the head back and forth along her wet flesh. She gasped when the tip rubbed over her sensitive clit. When she thought she was going to go insane with lust again, he finally ended the torture by placing his cock at her entrance and grasping her hips to help lower her onto him. Amanda positioned her legs so she could just sit on him and move her hips however she wanted. She took her time and relished the feeling of his cock buried inside her, twisting and grinding her hips to get the stimulation she needed. She closed her eyes and just gave herself over to the needs of her body for a while and ignored the needs of her heart... again. It was working very well until she felt Jack's hands move from cupping her ass to cup her face. She opened her eyes to look at him. What she saw made her heart thunder with need. His eyes held tenderness as well as burning desire for her. "Oh, Jack, I... " she started to moan but was cut off when he pulled her face to him and crushed his lips to hers, silencing her. I know what you were gonna say, sweet girl... but I don't want to hear it. I know it... but I don't want to hear it... He let her kiss and her body tell him as well, but he didn't want to hear it... And he didn't want to think it, either... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 04 Beer and pussy... pussy and beer... Jack Nicholson couldn't decide in which order he wanted to concentrate on his two favorite things. It was the only thing he could think of to do to get his mind off the one thing he didn't want to think of where Amanda Lewis was concerned while she was riding his dick so sensuously. She was quickly fulfilling all his basic needs in life... bringing him a beer and giving him her pussy whenever he wanted it. A little food would be good once in a while, too... and he was sure she'd get around to that as well... when he needed it again. But he didn't want her fulfilling any other need... Since when was that a need for you, Jack? What the hell is wrong with you... It most likely had to do with the fact that he'd be turning fifty in less than a week... that had to be where all these strange thoughts and... feelings... FEELINGS? Aw, fuck that... You are not goin' there, Jack... You've done just fine all your life without needing this shit... Just because some hot, young woman gave you her virgin pussy, it does not mean you have to have "feelings" for her! Just because she's gorgeous with a nice, tight cunt and a really good kisser... OK... FUCKIN' GREAT kisser... Jack was thrown off his mental argument when Amanda swooped down and grabbed his lower lip in her teeth and then released it to suck his tongue into her mouth and then stroked it in a way that had him instantly picturing her licking his cock the same way... Jack Nicholson released a deep groan from the pit of his stomach as he felt a massive orgasm building. Goddamn, Amanda... just eat me up!!! Ride my cock, baby... make me come again... Amanda suddenly released his mouth as her back arched and she bucked her hips in a circular motion, clinging to his shoulders as she moaned his name over and over... "Jack... oh, Jack... oh, Jack...!!! Every time she moaned his name he was one more tingle closer to orgasm. He bent his head forward to suck her left nipple into his mouth. She moaned loudly and just kept repeating his name until he was grasping her hips and bucking his as much as he could in the reclined position he was in, his cock throbbing from yet another awesome climax like he hadn't felt in years... And Amanda ended up screaming his name as she came when he lightly bit her nipple as she pounded on his dick during his orgasm... "OH, MY GOD... JAAAAACCKK!!!" She wailed so loudly that he was sure people in the nearby bungalows at Pacific Views Inn & Cottages in Santa Barbara heard her as well. She collapsed forward, her full, firm breasts smashed against his upper chest, her face buried against the left side of his neck as he leaned his forehead on her left shoulder. He gulped in several deep breaths to slow the panting as his heart attempted to return to its normal rhythm. Then he made the mistake of turning his head to look at Amanda. The expression on her face was that of a woman who'd just been thoroughly satisfied... which stroked his ego no end. And then she opened her eyes. There was no mistaking the look in those warm, passionate brown eyes. His breathing felt labored again as his chest tightened a little... Aw shit... she's gonna give me a heart attack... And then she smiled... the most beautiful, radiant, confident, womanly satisfied smile he'd ever seen. He nearly jerked when he experienced what felt like some pang of emotion somewhere in the vicinity of his heart. Oh, fuck... this weekend was a mistake... I'm only gonna end up breakin' her heart... You stupid asshole... It's not HER heart you're worried about... FUCK!!! OK... but I'm not about to tell her that!!! But maybe she'll buy that as an excuse to let me get the fuck outta here... Amanda saw the worried look on his face. Oh, God... I know what you're thinking... She sat up and looked him square in the face. "Jack... I know you've figured out that I'm in love with you, but please don't let it worry you that my heart will get broken! I meant what I said... this weekend with you is all I need! I just want this one weekend of what I know will be the best sex of my life! And I want to do everything in my power to give you as much pleasure, too! And I promise... Sunday night I'll walk away with absolutely NO regrets!" Jack closed his eyes for a moment as his mind whirled. Goddamn it... now I feel guilty... She was being so understanding knowing his past history and she had no idea of the real reason why he didn't like this... You're even afraid to admit it to yourself, Jack... Admit what? You're scared, you stupid prick... You have "feelings" for her and it's scaring the shit out of you... So what if I have "feelings" for her? I've had "feelings" for lot's of women in my life... Yeah... but never this fast... or this strong... Just... SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!! He opened his eyes and he couldn't stop the frown that came to his face. She wanted to be with him because she needed what only HE could give her... even if it was for only a weekend. She was the one who was in love and yet she looked more worried that he wanted to leave her now! And he was only afraid for himself... I can't help it... I'm a selfish bastard... always have been... He put his hand on her cheek. "Amanda... I've known all along that you're in love with me. And that didn't bother me at first, but now it's starting to because... Because... I'm starting to... care... about you... and I really don't want you to get hurt in any way. But, I cannot mislead you... just because I have... feelings for you does not mean I want anything beyond this weekend. Is that clear?" Amanda looked relieved as she nodded her head and smiled softly. You stupid prick... you've just put yourself in even more danger... I said... SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! I know what I'm doin'... If you say so... ********** Jack Nicholson knew he was a goner the moment he tasted Amanda's amazingly luscious pussy. They had taken a long, luxurious bubble bath together that had enveloped them in the scent of vanilla. Amanda had been unable to keep her mouth off of him... kissing him deeply and sensuously... dragging her lips to his neck and ears and laving her tongue on his vanilla-infused skin. Jack was beginning to crave the feel of her tongue... in his mouth... on his body... There's nothing like a woman who knows how to use her tongue well... There's nothing like a man who knows how to use his tongue well... Amanda moaned erotically as she felt him plunging that warm, wet part of his mouth deeply inside her after he'd swiped it softly up her pussy lips a few times. Then he moved up to gently tongue her clit with the tip as his fingers stroked inside her. It didn't take him long... talented man that he was... to give her an awesome orgasm by sucking her clit and stroking her g-spot at the same time. Amanda had never come so hard before. "Mmmmm..." Jack murmured as her juices flowed. He swiped his tongue downward to catch every last drop. She tasted almost like... a vanilla milkshake! He smiled inwardly as he realized that he still smelled the remnants of their bath and the scent was affecting his taste buds. But she was still sweet... Goddamn, she has the sweetest little cunt I've ever tasted!!! I could just eat her alive... He moaned deeply as he stroked his tongue into her pussy again. Jack would've been content to just keep sampling the taste of her sweet flesh, but it seemed his cock had other ideas. He was becoming aware that it was throbbing painfully again... greedily wanting to be where his tongue was... Selfish bastard... he chided at his traitorous dick as he stared down at it while crawling up over Amanda's writhing body. He paused to rub the head on her wet lips and was amazed when it felt like her pussy greedily sucked his cock into her when she spread her thighs wide. He groaned at the unexpected sensation and the look of pure bliss that washed over her lovely face as his shaft fluidly burrowed to the hilt inside her tight, slick cunt. "Ah Fuck, Amanda..." he whispered as his back arched in pleasure, burying his cock even further inside her. She moaned loudly. Then he felt her hands on his face. He looked down and saw her grin... almost as wolfish as one of his own. Then he chuckled at her growled reply, "Yes, please... fuck Amanda!!!" Jack chuckled sensuously as he slowly stroked his dick into her. "Damn, sweet girl... you're turning into a greedy little pussy!" He leaned down and licked her lips slowly until she parted them slightly. Then he whispered hotly, "Let me give you a taste of your sweet, greedy little pussy..." He moaned as he parted her lips and stroked his tongue into her mouth the same way he'd just been stroking it between her legs... the same way he was now stroking his cock inside her... The pure eroticism of the moment caught Amanda off guard. She groaned deeply as a sudden, intense orgasm swept through her. She clung to Jack as her hips bucked against his and her pussy clenched tightly around his shaft a few times. Jack groaned softly with each squeeze of her flesh on his. He just couldn't get over how easily he could make her come! Especially with his cock... It wasn't like he had a huge dick... he knew he was only average-sized. Which was why he'd practiced over the years learning all the ways he could use it to give women the most pleasure. And most of the time, he was able to give women what they needed, but... sometimes it just didn't work. But with Amanda... it seemed that no matter what he did... it worked! That's because she loves you, you idiot! She wants you and desires you more than any woman you've known... So just enjoy it while you can... Before you fuck things up by walking away from her... That thought made Jack slow down. He wanted to make this last as long as he could... he wanted to fuck her as long as he could... No... I want to make love to her as long as I can... He paused as he closed his eyes and sucked in a deep breath... knowing he'd just risked everything by admitting that to himself. But it was too late now... "Jack... what's wrong?" he heard her ask softly as her hand traveled from his back around to his chest and up to his cheek. He opened his eyes to stare down at her... doing his best to hide the depth of his feelings from her. He didn't want to confuse her any more than he was sure she already was. She had to be... hell, he was more confused than he'd ever felt in his life... and he was almost fifty years old! He plastered on one of his wolfish grins. "Nothin's wrong, my love... just tryin' to draw this out a little longer, that's all. I mean... if you want me to get it over with quick, I think I could oblige if you're that desperate. Is your greedy little pussy that desperate, Amanda?" She smiled softly, "No, Jack... I'm not desperate when you're inside me. I'm only desperate to get you inside me! Now you can take your time and fuck me as slowly as you want... I love feeling your cock fucking me... hard and fast or soft and slow... it all feels so good... " She moaned sensuously and arched her back as he resumed stroking into her. "Oh, God, Jack... that's sooo gooood!!!" she groaned as he made slow, deep thrusts inside her. He took advantage of her head being tilted backward to bend down and nibble and lick on her lovely, long neck and soft shoulders. She shivered and moaned when his teeth and tongue grazed the sensitive skin right at the juncture of her neck and shoulders. He kept his mouth planted in that sensitive spot for a few moments and just swirled his tongue softly. Suddenly, Amanda moaned as her arms clenched around him as her back arched even further and he felt her pussy softly throbbing on his dick. He'd made her come again. He trailed his lips up her neck, along her jaw and across her left cheek to her full, parted lips. He rested his lips against hers and said softly, "Look at me, Amanda." She just barely slit her eyes open. "This is all I can give you, sweet girl. I can fuck you and make you come as many times as you want me to, but that is all I can offer you. Do you understand?" She nodded slowly. He rewarded her by parting her lips and stroking his tongue into her mouth in the same slow rhythm as he was stroking his cock inside her. She rewarded him by relaxing completely and accepting his body into hers. Her hips cradled his perfectly and thrust in concert with him... her arms and hands stroked and kneaded his back and shoulders so sensuously... her lips and tongue told him without words how she felt about him. Even though he couldn't tell her that he wasn't just fucking her, he knew that she understood... he was making love to her with his body. He couldn't let his heart be involved, but his body knew how to worship her. He kept telling himself over and over that the aching in the pit of his stomach that sent warm waves of emotion radiating throughout his chest was simply the pleasure he was deriving from her body. The tightness in his chest every time he kissed her deeply and heard her soft whimpers and moans was simply his guilt gnawing at him knowing that he was going to walk away from her when this weekend was over. That's all it was... But he knew better... And he was right about the confusion. Amanda was growing more and more confused by the minute. Jack kept telling her that all he could give her was sex and pleasure, which he most definitely was. But what he was doing to her at the moment felt like so much more than just sex... His every movement seemed to convey tenderness... his slow, deep kisses made her heart ache for him even more... The look in his eyes when he would lift his head to watch her when she moaned and arched against him as he thrust deeply inside her was more than just lust... his eyes held passion and desire for her as well... Amanda knew she was still somewhat naïve about the different emotions that could be involved with sex. Her main motivation for wanting to have sex with Jack Nicholson was because she had been infatuated with him for years and felt she was in love with him and she hoped to walk away with a piece of him. But she knew that sometimes people had sex for lots of different reasons... even when they were angry. Several times she'd heard her mother and father arguing... usually because her mother was accusing him of molesting her. Her father would yell at her, "Goddamn it, Carol! How could you accuse me of something like that! You know how much I love my little girl and I'd never do something so sick and evil! You know damn well you're the only woman I've ever loved! And I still want you... even though you're bein' such a bitch and throwing these idiotic accusations at me! Why else would my cock be hard? I'm standing here, staring at your blazing eyes and your heaving breasts because you're pissed at me and I still want you! Do ya feel that, Carol? That's because of YOU... not Amanda!" Then she'd heard her mother make an angry, frustrated cry and the sound of their headboard banging against the wall when her father threw her onto the bed. Then moments later, she'd heard the sounds of both of them groaning loudly... Now she knew why. Her parents had shared a very good sex life... when her mother wasn't wasting her time wallowing in jealousy over the time her father spent with her. That was why Amanda had promised herself that she'd never let jealousy be an emotion that she'd waste her time on. That was why she could so easily accept the type of man Jack Nicholson was and that she'd be perfectly content to take whatever time and attention he wanted to give her. That was why she readily accepted that when it was over, she would walk away without any regrets. But she was confused now because Jack seemed confused about what was going on between them. He seemed awfully damned concerned about her getting hurt. Well... how could he hurt her when she's known from the beginning that he didn't love her? She went into this with her eyes wide open, knowing full well that he just wanted to have a good time and share some great sex with her... But what they were sharing at the moment wasn't sex... Amanda was giving her body to him completely, including her whole heart. But his eyes were pleading with her to give up her soul as well... She felt a lump in her throat. That wasn't part of her plan. If she gave up her soul to him, she'd never be able to just walk away. She'd turn into a simpering, jealous woman who'd end up hating him because she knew he'd eventually move on to someone else. She wanted to just keep loving him for who he was... And that meant... she could not give up her soul. Amanda closed her eyes and threw every ounce her strength into her body's movements with him. She reached down with her hands to grasp his firmly muscled backside and help him plunge harder and deeper inside her. Jack closed his eyes and groaned sensually as her hands kneaded and massaged his ass. He followed her unspoken directions and gradually increased the speed and forcefulness of his thrusting. It seemed that she had agreed with him... sex was all she was expecting from him... it was all she wanted from him. His body had very nearly betrayed him. It was forcing him to acknowledge the depth of his feelings for her and he had hoped to see some kind of acknowledgment of that from her. But her only response had been to close her eyes and grab his ass to shove his dick further into her. Fine. If that was all she wanted from him, then that was what she'd get! Jack lifted up on his left elbow and reached down with his right hand to grab Amanda's left thigh and pull her leg up until he could get his forearm propped under her knee. He lifted her thigh as high and wide as he could and continued to plow into her as deeply as possible. She moaned loudly with each of his inward thrusts, her hands still on his ass, urging him on... harder and deeper... her body writhing and thrusting with his. He gritted his teeth as he suddenly felt the ache in the pit of his stomach turn into a knot of anger. He slammed his dick into her and was still for a moment. "Is this why you came lookin' for me, Amanda?" He pulled back and slammed into her again. "Because you just want my dick in your pussy?" And again. "You're a smart girl... because this is all I want, too!" And again. "Just to fuck you... over and over... and over... and over..." "Goddamn it, Amanda..." he whispered as he dropped his forehead to her right shoulder and continued thrusting steadily and deeply as he felt an orgasm building. The knot of anger had unclenched and was turning into an ache again. He was lost when she moved her arms up to cling to him once more, lifting her right leg to wrap it around his ass in place of her hands. She was still moaning with his every thrust, each one getting a little louder and he increased the intensity as his climax approached. He lost it completely when Amanda moaned loudly, "Yes, JACK! Fuck me harder! Make me come! OH, GOD, JACK... I love you..." she'd finished in a hoarse whisper as her pussy clenched around him. He erupted inside her with a loud growl. "Ah fuck, sweet girl... Ohhhhh yeaaahhh..." he moaned softly as his orgasm subsided. He collapsed on top of her and she held him tightly as they both recovered. Then he lifted his head to look at her. They both smiled softly... neither one of them wanting to move... neither one of them wanting to think about how many confusing thoughts and feelings they'd just experienced. Jack looked over at the digital clock beside the bed. It was nearly midnight... they'd been making love... if he could still call it that... for over an hour. He knew they'd both be better off if they continued to think of what they were doing as just sex... giving each other pleasure and having some fun together. The problem was... he seemed to be having more trouble with that than she. Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 04 You've gotta get a grip, Jack... Even if you think you're in love with this girl, just how long do you think it would be before she doesn't excite you like this any more and you wind up losing interest in her? I don't know... a week... a month... a year... twenty years...?!! Yeah, right... Even so... that's when you'd break her heart. And you can't do that to her... But... maybe I wouldn't break her heart... she seems to understand me and she accepts me as I am... maybe I could still give her what she needs even if I feel the need to stray... No, Jack... she's expecting nothing from you... don't even think about trying to give her anything more knowing that one day, you'll take it away from her... that would hurt her even more and she doesn't deserve that... Yeah... I know... Just let it go, Jack... just try to keep this weekend fun and exciting and forget about how she makes you "feel"... ********** Amanda Lewis was watching Jack Nicholson's face as he stared at her while they recovered from their orgasms. She could almost read every thought in his beautiful hazel eyes... his expressive eyebrows punctuating each one clearly for her. He was wrestling with the idea of whether or not to tell her how he felt about her. She knew he had feelings for her... just how strong those feelings were, she hadn't a clue. The only thing she could tell was that he did not want to hurt her... But the only way he could was if he sent her away now... now that she had her heart set on spending two full nights and days with him. She was certain she'd be able to get exactly what she'd been wanting from him by the time this weekend was up... Especially if he continued to fuck her as much as he had already! She unconsciously bit her lower lip as she contemplated whether she should tell him what her only expectation for this weekend was... She did feel slightly guilty about keeping something like that from him, but it could ruin everything for her if he didn't understand her reasons for it... She'd just have to start dropping hints soon and see if he figured out what she was up to and see how he reacted to it. If it made him angry, then she'd let him off the hook right away. But, if not... then it would give her the reason she'd need to remain in contact with him... to be able to see him from time to time... To be a part of his life without him feeling like she was tying him down... well... at least not tying him down to her... She'd get to stay in touch with the one man who'd forever own her heart... well... at least the majority of it. The rest would belong to another piece of him... the child she hoped to conceive during this weekend. She didn't want to entrap him. If he was adamantly against it, she'd let him walk away immediately and promise never to contact him again, whether or not she was pregnant. But if he didn't mind the idea, then hopefully he'd want to stay in touch and keep tabs on her and their child... ********** Amanda was chewing nervously on her lower lip again. Jack wondered what was troubling her. He thought at first that maybe she'd figured out what was causing his inner turmoil, but then he saw that her contemplative expression seemed to be directed inwardly... Whatever was troubling her was something in her own mind and not anything she'd picked up from him. He leaned down and brushed his lips against hers as soon as she'd released her lower lip. He licked it softly and then dipped his tongue into her mouth to try to take her mind off of whatever was worrying her. He was relieved at first that she let it go so easily... but then he started to wonder what she'd been thinking... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 05 "What's troubling you, sweet girl?" Jack Nicholson asked Amanda Lewis after he'd kissed her to get her to stop chewing on her lower lip again. I guess I'd better bring this up now... Amanda decided the best way to get Jack to be open to her idea was to make him understand that she hadn't really intended for it to happen... it was just working out that way. She really didn't like the thought of lying to him... But, it's not exactly a lie... "Well," she winced as she hesitated slightly, "I'm afraid to bring this up now... when it may already be too late... but... I just realized that... I never even thought about... birth control... " Jack's eyes widened in total shock. OH... HOLY SHIT!!! AW FUCKIN' HELL!!! Neither did I... Goddamn it... what do I do if she's pregnant? His brows furrowed into a frown. What do you mean, "what do you do...?" It doesn't matter what you do... what matters is what she does... "Amanda... I'm sorry, because I didn't think about it, either. I'm not really prepared to have any more kids at this point in my life. But at the same time, I can't stand the thought that you'd get rid of an unexpected pregnancy..." Amanda placed her fingertips over his lips to stop him. "Jack... I'd never do that... especially to you." She took her fingers from his mouth and lowered her eyes. "In fact... I must confess to you that... I'm hoping I'm already pregnant." Jack put his fingers under her chin and nudged it upward until she looked up at him again. His eyes were narrowed. "What do you mean? Why?" She swallowed nervously and bit her lip again. "Because... I want a child... and why not have the child of someone I've loved and admired for years! I didn't do this to try to entrap you in any way. Once this weekend is over, you'll never hear from or see me again. And you don't have to worry about how I'll be able to care for the child. We ended up getting a very nice settlement from my father's wrongful death suit because of the accident and the trust fund that was set up provides more than enough for me to live comfortably." Jack frowned harder as he realized that she'd planned this from the beginning. He backed away from her and sat up on the edge of the bed. "Amanda... how could you do this? Why would you deliberately want to have a baby with someone you know doesn't... love you... and that you were planning all along to raise the child without a father?" He started to get angry, the situation uncomfortably reminding him of his own background. "Please, Jack... don't be angry with me. I know this sounds terribly wrong and selfish on my part, but... I didn't plan for this to happen! It was just a dream... a foolish wish... that just started to come together this afternoon... when you came to my rescue. I didn't rent a car that would break down on purpose! I had no way of knowing that YOU would be the one who came along right after that happened! I didn't MAKE you pull over to help me! This is just something that I... want. As much as I want you!" She sat up and moved next to him and laid her forehead against his right shoulder. "Please, Jack... don't be mad at me! I REALLY want this and I won't make any demands on you... you won't have to be involved at all after this weekend... I promise!" she pleaded hoarsely as tears gathered in her eyes. Jack sighed heavily and closed his eyes. She sounded so sad and... desperate. OK, sweet girl... I get it... But why did it have to be ME?!!! Why couldn't you just pick some random bastard off the street? I don't know if I'll be able to just walk away if there's a child involved... my child... Oh... what the fuck are you thinkin', Jack?!! You don't owe this girl anything! You didn't ask for this... she snuck in under your radar and ambushed you! She said it herself... she doesn't expect anything from you! Just relax and enjoy the weekend and don't worry about whether you knock her up... It's her choice... You just happen to be the lucky bastard she chose... He sighed heavily one last time and put his hand under her chin, raising her face to look at him. "OK, Amanda... I'll let you have your dream. But I'm still not making any promises... whatever happens... happens. But you do have to promise me one thing... no more tears. We're here to have fun together... Now that I know your ulterior motive and you know that I'll do what I want when we part Sunday night, I guess there's no more unpleasant surprises to spoil the rest of the weekend... right? Amanda breathed a sigh of relief and smiled softly as she nodded at him. Oh, thank God... he's not mad! Even if I never see him again after this weekend... hopefully I'll have the best reminder of all... Jack leaned over and kissed her quickly then he stood up from the side of the bed and looked down at her for a moment. "How about you scoot your ass out to the fridge and get me another beer while I go piss. Please... sweet girl?" he added sarcastically when she raised her eyebrows at him. He realized his request had sounded like he was treating her as a slave... and she obviously wasn't going to kowtow to him... no matter how much she claimed to love and respect him... Smart girl... She grinned cheekily at him as she crawled off the bed and headed out to the living area of the seaside bungalow they were sharing for the weekend to the mini fridge in the kitchen. He watched her shapely ass flex and her rounded hips sway as she walked away from him, growling softly as he could already feel a tingling in his loins again. Goddamn... but she's got a hot body... He chuckled softly as he headed to the bathroom when she was out of sight. ********** Half an hour later, Amanda Lewis was lying next to Jack Nicholson in bed while they watched some lame late night TV show. Both of them were feeling a little subdued at having found out from a late night sportscast that the L.A. Lakers had lost to the San Antonio Spurs that night, 103 – 115. Jack was pleasantly surprised to find that Amanda was almost as a big a Lakers fan as he was. Jack was propped up on pillows, sipping on his third beer of the night while smoking another cigarette and Amanda was scooted down, lying against his lower chest. She couldn't keep her hands from wandering all over his body. He groaned softly every time she fondled his balls and his semi flaccid cock. She looked up at him when she heard a soft rumble of laughter in his chest. "You want to fuck me again, don't you, Amanda?" Her eyes widened slightly in embarrassment. His wolfish grin returned. "Isn't that why you keep fondling my family jewels? The more I come inside you, the better your chances of getting knocked up..." She smiled and chuckled with him. Then she told him honestly, "The truth is, Jack... I just can't keep my hands off of you! Lying here with you like this... I'm not thinking about getting knocked up by you... I just want to get fucked by you... As much as I'd love to have your baby... that's just a side bonus for me! The real prize is you... your cock and how it makes me feel when you're inside me!" Her smiled widened when she felt his dick hardening in her hand as she told him how much she enjoyed fucking him. She scooted down a little further and engulfed his cock in her mouth, stroking slowly up and down his full length, her lips and tongue applying just the right amount of pressure. Within just a few strokes, he was fully hard again. Jack groaned and nearly choked on the swallow of beer he'd just taken when she suddenly moved down and sucked his dick into her mouth. Goddamn... is there anything you can't do well, sweet girl? It was the first time she'd actually gone down on him and it felt even better than he'd imagined. He stabbed the last of his cigarette out and leaned his head back to enjoy her excellent blowjob. Beer and a blowjob... a blowjob and beer... He had a new mantra to concentrate on to keep his "feelings" for Amanda from overwhelming him... again. He drained the last of his beer and set the bottle aside to concentrate on the feeling of her hot, sweet mouth sucking his dick so good. He moved his hands to her head to tangle in her soft brown hair and move it away from her face so he could watch her. She opened her eyes as she released his cock from her mouth and stared at him as she stuck her tongue out to stroke it from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip. Then she swirled her tongue around it before slowly sucking him in and engulfing his entire dick again. He growled, "Aw daaamn, sweet girl... you sure as hell know how to use that tongue... but I want your hot, wet pussy again..." He grasped her cheeks in his hands and lifted her head until her soft lips released his cock. When she looked up at him, he continued to hold her face in his hands as he urged her to move up and climb on top of his body. Wordlessly, she straddled his hips and positioned him so she could lower herself onto his aching shaft, both of them emitting soft moans as he slid up inside her tight, slick flesh. Jack leaned back and stared at Amanda as she slowly rose and lowered herself on his throbbing pole, his hands grasping her hips to help her a little. She leaned forward and brushed her lips and softly swiped her tongue across his lips, causing him to part them and thrust his tongue out to tease hers as they continued to stare into each other's eyes. She lowered herself fully onto him and started rotating her hips gently, moving his cock around and around inside her, screwing him again. Ohhh fuck, Jack... you are soooo screwed... He sat up and wrapped his arms around her sexy body and closed his eyes as he deepened the kiss, both of them moaning hotly. He couldn't decide whether Amanda was better at kissing or fucking... for a virgin, she sure seemed to learn fast! Amanda clung to Jack's shoulders and neck as she continued to writhe her hips against him as much as she could... his arms were tightly crushing her body to his. But his kiss... his mouth was moving on hers with such tenderness as his lips pressed to hers, parting them gently to languidly stroke his tongue against hers... gently nipping her lower lip with his teeth and then sucking on it softly. By God... the man sure knows how to drive me wild... His kiss was causing tingles to roll down her spine and pool in her lower abdomen, which then built to an aching throb in her pussy. Which was why she felt compelled to writhe her body on his the way she was... he was driving her to it... driving her wild! Amanda groaned deep in her throat as her hips bucked a few times from an intense orgasm that snuck up on her when he grasped the back of her head and thrust his tongue forcefully inside her mouth. She instantly recalled the intense sensation of his cock thrusting into her in the same way. Jack answered her deep groan with one of his own as he felt her tight cunt, once again, pulsing on his dick... Good God... that feels sooo good... I just love to make this woman come... He promised himself right then that he'd make her come as many times as he could that weekend... especially when his dick was inside her! He laid back and pulled her down to his chest, maneuvering her body so that he could roll her over and take control. He was losing control of his heart, but he wasn't about to relinquish control of his body to her. He couldn't give her his heart, but he could sure as hell give her as much pleasure as his body was capable of... which felt like it had doubled ever since he learned of her virginity and that she had wanted to give it up to him! Jack Nicholson normally wasn't interested in virgins. What could they possibly know about sex? And he sure as hell didn't want to have to take the time to teach them!!! But something about the way Amanda had looked at him and had reacted to his touch and kissed him that very first time... It had told him that she was a very sensual woman. So when she had revealed her virgin status, he knew was in for a real treat... a nice, tight virgin pussy in a woman who already instinctively knew how to please him! Amanda had given him the best of both worlds... And he wanted to give as much back to her as he could... as far as pleasure was concerned, that is. He kept reminding himself that was all he could give her... And give it, he did. Amanda writhed, moaned and screamed in his arms as he made her come three more times over the next half hour. He lost it when she screamed and dug her fingers in his ass cheeks as he slammed into her deep and hard, her pussy tightening wonderfully on his dick. He stayed buried inside her as she squeezed the cum from his cock, his back arched and his head thrown back as he groaned loudly. Jack looked down at her when he felt her orgasm finally end. Her warm, brown eyes slowly drifted open and her soft pink tongue snuck out to wet her dry, swollen lips as she struggled to suck in a breath through her nose instead of her mouth. He could feel her full breasts still heaving against his chest. And there was still no mistaking the look in her eyes... He grinned devilishly and quirked an eyebrow at her as he rumbled in his sexiest drawl, "It's OK, Amanda... you can go ahead and say it. I think I deserved it... Don't you?" He chuckled softly at the wolfish grin that spread her luscious lips. "I love you, Jack Nicholson," she moaned deeply as she reached up to pull his head down and kiss him fiercely. You're an arrogant bastard... but I still love you... And yes... you deserved that... Boy, oh boy... did you deserve to hear that... The next thing they knew, they were both yawning. It had been quite a long day, so they got up and went into the bathroom to brush their teeth and clean up a little. Jack moved beside her as they both laid down in the bed and let the boring TV show lull them to sleep... ********** They both woke up the next morning a little after nine o'clock. Amanda happily discovered that Jack liked to start his day off with a quick, hard fuck. Then he swatted her ass as she got up and told her to order some breakfast for them from room service. She frowned at his tone of voice and put her hands on her hips and stared at him. She sighed and chuckled derisively, shaking her head, when he scowled at her and said, "Don't argue with me in the mornings, sweet girl. I should've warned you that I'm not a morning person... I get very grumpy if I don't get my way... especially in the mornings. But... you're off to a pretty good start. You didn't even try to stop me from my morning fuck!" She smiled wider, looking at him over her shoulder as she sashayed into the bathroom. "Stop you from your morning fuck? I was worried whether I'd have to coax you into it or not!" She chuckled when she saw his sleepy, devilish grin just before she closed the door. She used the bathroom quickly, and then went back out to call Room Service and ordered their breakfasts. While they ate, she told Jack that she'd have to shower and dress to go up to the main Inn for a little while to look around and make her evaluations on the amenities they offered. She reminded him that she was supposed to be working, after all. He said that he understood and told her that he'd just lounge in the bed and relax until she got back. ********** Amanda was impressed with the main lobby and extra services offered at the Pacific Views Inn that had been open for only a month in Santa Barbara. The lobby was comfortably elegant and would appeal to both the middle and upper class guests that they were hoping to attract. They had a nice array of accommodations ranging in rates from modest to fairly expensive... depending on how posh you wanted your surroundings to be and the extra services that were included with the rates. Falling in with a new trend, the Inn had a full spa and beauty salon, catering to both men and women. They also had a fully equipped exercise room, along with an indoor pool and sauna room. There were Jacuzzi baths in some of the rooms and all of the cottages, which also had hot tubs on the private patios. Amanda planned to make full use of that with Jack at some point. There was also a beautifully landscaped outdoor pool with a bar and snack area, easily accessible from the Inn and all of the cottages. And the dining room in the main Inn was situated so that it had a full view of the ocean. The menu offerings were very creative... the Inn had hired a new up-and-coming chef to come up with some of his own original recipes based around traditional Southwest and Pacific Coast cuisines. It also offered price ranges to fit everyone's budgets. Amanda was most intrigued with the spa. She'd never indulged in anything like that before... that kind of pampering could usually only be afforded by the fairly wealthy. She lived comfortably on her trust fund, but she wasn't about to let her think of herself as wealthy. But her employer was paying all of her expenses this weekend and they had told her to avail herself to any and all of the amenities in order to be able to rate them fairly. She decided to see if she could book herself for a massage and a facial later that day. Imagine her surprise when the receptionist at the spa advised her that her "guest" from bungalow six had already called and scheduled massages for both of them that afternoon at around four o'clock. Amanda smirked and chuckled and asked the receptionist to also schedule her for a facial afterward. Then she smiled widely when the receptionist commented, "You know... your guest's voice sounded awfully familiar. I could swear I've heard his voice somewhere before..." Amanda chuckled again. "Yes... he does have a very distinctive voice. We'll see you this afternoon!" she added on her way out the door, smiling brightly at the receptionist's perplexed expression. Boy, is she in for a surprise later... When Amanda returned to the cottage, it was quiet inside... no TV, no stereo, no shower running. She walked into the bedroom and Jack Nicholson was nowhere to be seen. She frowned as she turned around to walk back out into the main room of the cottage and then yelped suddenly when she was grabbed from behind. Strong arms grabbed her body and imprisoned her against a solid torso that was obviously naked as she felt a hard cock pressing against her ass. Hands automatically went to her breasts and grasped them firmly, squeezing her nipples, which hardened instantly. Then his hot breath was on her left ear and neck and her initial jolt of fear and surprise gave way to molten desire as soon as she heard his voice. "Heeere's Johnny!" he growled seductively as he rubbed his hard cock up and down her ass and then licked and sucked on her ear lobe. Amanda laughed throatily as she reached around and grasped his hips to press and rub her ass against him. "Ooooh, Johnny... it's sooo good to feel you again! Do come inside..." Jack needed no further invitation. His hands went to the waist of her slacks, undoing the button, lowering the zipper and forcing them and her panties down her hips and over her ass. She stepped out of them and kicked them aside when they fell to her ankles. Then she moaned softly when she felt him thrusting his dick slowly between her thighs, rubbing it against her slick, swollen labia. Amanda's knees nearly collapsed when Jack reached down and stroked her sensitive clit as he continued to torture her pussy lips with his hard cock. He whispered in her ear, telling her to move to the side of the bed as he stayed right behind her, his fingers on her clit and his cock between her thighs, and then she obeyed when he told her to kneel on it. She was about to go insane again as Jack continued to torture her with his fingers and his cock. Especially when he bent down to nibble on her left shoulder and then whispered in her ear, "If you want me to fuck you, Amanda, you're goin' to hafta come for me first. I wanna feel your tight little cunt squeeze my cock as I slide inside you. Can you do that, sweet girl? Can I make you come just by strokin' your poor little swollen clit with my fingers? Or would you rather I kneel down behind you and stroke it with my tongue..." Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 05 "OH, GOD, JAAACK!!!! I'M COMIN'!!!! FUCK ME NOW, YOU BASTARD... PLEASE!!!!" she wailed as her hips rolled and bucked against his fingers. "AAAAAHHHHHHG!!!" she screamed when he plunged his dick inside her at the height of her orgasm, intensifying it even further. "God... Daaaamn, Amanda..." Jack groaned as he felt the strong contractions of her pussy muscles when he buried his cock in her. When he felt the pulses ease a little, he started to thrust in rhythm with them while still stroking her clit. Her hips kept writhing in that same rhythm as her body started to rock back and forth, meeting his thrusts, getting harder and faster until he had to abandon her clit and grasp her hips to hold on. He growled loudly as a powerful orgasm tore through him when she screamed as her climax peaked once again. "Aaaahhhh fuuuuuckkk..." he moaned softly as his thrusts slowed at the end of his orgasm. Jack still couldn't get over how forcefully her body responded to him. It was like he really didn't even have to try to give her pleasure... she took pleasure from whatever he did! He knew he'd been guilty in the past of taking some women strictly for his own pleasure... But it made him feel more secure in his virility to think that he'd been able to give a woman pleasure... especially the ones he'd cared about. But some women threw themselves at him simply because of who he was, and if they turned him on, then he'd go ahead and fuck them, not caring whether or not they'd enjoy it. Most of them acted like they did... but none of them had responded the way Amanda did every time he fucked her. He felt that ache in the pit of his stomach again as he backed away when his cock started to slip out of her. Amanda straightened up on her knees and turned around to stare at him as she smiled seductively and moistened her dry lips with her tongue. Just forget it, Jack... it's only because your body still wants to fuck her! Maybe if you stop kissin' her so much, you won't feel so confused... You don't need to feel her luscious lips and tongue on yours or to taste her sweet mouth... The only lips you need are the ones between her legs... and they taste just as sweet... FUCK THAT!!! You know damn well your tongue wants to fuck her sweet mouth as much as your dick wants to fuck her sweet cunt! WELL FINE, THEN!!! Just so long as you keep thinkin' of it THAT way and not like it has to do with any "feelings" you think you have for this girl!!! Yeah... OK... that should work. Like hell it will... Jack Nicholson continued to mentally try to convince himself that Amanda Lewis was just another woman who was awed by him and that she couldn't help the way she responded to him and that it didn't mean a damn thing to him. He tried to forget that she was in love with him... that she wanted to have his baby... that she was willing to let him go because she knew he wasn't a one-woman man... None of that made a damn bit of difference... Amanda couldn't help but notice the strange looks she kept seeing in Jack's eyes at times. It was almost as if he was arguing with himself about something... Sometimes he'd be staring at her... like now... as his eyes and face went through expressions ranging from desire to anger to need and then settling into a mask of decided unconcern. Other times, his eyes would close or he'd look away from her as he tried to hide whatever it was that was troubling him. She had a feeling it was because he didn't like the fact that he cared about her feelings... That was why she was trying to keep him focused solely on how fantastic the sex was between them... how good they fucked each other! If she could, she'd get him so addicted to fucking her that he wouldn't want to let her go at the end of the weekend... she hoped he'd let her hang around as long as he still wanted her... however long that might be... As long as he never asked her to give up her soul to him... He already had her heart and he now also possessed her body... but her soul was off limits to him. She couldn't bear to end up hating him if he forced her to give up her soul and then dumped her when he finally grew tired of her... She didn't think she could survive. That was why she was glad that he continued to act like a predatory wolf with her. The only time she would be in danger of giving up her soul to him was if he started treating her tenderly and making passionate love to her instead of lustfully turning her on and fucking her wildly. Last night she had come dangerously close to giving him her soul when he'd stared at her with longing in his eyes as he'd fucked her tenderly for a few moments. She had been so tempted to cling to him and tell him that he was the only man she'd ever love... But she had known even though he may have thought that was what he'd wanted to hear, all it would've done was convince him that he had to get the hell away from her as quickly as possible! Amanda was sure that the only way she would be able to survive having to give up Jack Nicholson when he walked away from her was to keep the sex between them lustful and hot... There could be no tender lovemaking... it wasn't what he needed and it wasn't what she wanted... That's a fuckin' lie, Amanda, and you know it... She wanted it... she just couldn't have it... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 06 Jack Nicholson sat back in his chair on the private patio of Bungalow #6 at Pacific Views Inn & Cottages in Santa Barbara and took a long swig of beer as he watched Amanda Lewis licking barbecue sauce off her fingers. Amanda had ordered them a portion of Southwest-style Baby Back ribs for lunch and they had both relished the taste of nice, cold beers with the spicy-sweet flavor of the sauce. Amanda was also continuing with their discussion of the successful season that the Los Angeles Lakers had been enjoying so far that year, it being Saturday, April 18, 1987, the last weekend before playoffs were to begin. She kept pausing to insert fingertips between her lips to suck the excess sauce from them. "But you know who... I think is the most... underrated player... on the team... this year?" She stopped and looked at him with her right thumb still poised between her lips, waiting for him to indicate whether he was interested in her opinion or not. He raised his eyebrows indicating that he was waiting to hear her answer, wondering if she was as astute at judging talent on a basketball court as he felt he was. "Byron Scott," she said confidently as she picked up her beer and drank her last few swallows. Jack's eyes went wide and his eyebrows rose in admiration. Damn... the girl has been paying attention... He decided to see just how much of a basketball geek she was. "What makes you think he's underrated?" "Well, for starters, he's not one of the highest paid players on the team, but his stats are right up there with Kareem's and Magic's and James Worthy's. I think he's like the third leading scorer so far this season and have you noticed how many three-pointers he's made this year?! I think only Michael Cooper has made more than him, but he's also attempted way more than Byron has, too! And his free throw average is better than anyone else's. I just think he's a more valuable player than some people give him credit for... that's all," Amanda finished self consciously when she realized she'd probably rattled off way more information than Jack was interested in hearing. She was amazed when he nodded his head and his facial expression indicated that he was in agreement with her. Then she was blown away by what he said. "I'm impressed, Amanda. You've obviously been following the Lakers as closely as I have. I'm sure you know that I have season tickets to all the home games... How would you like to accompany me to tomorrow evening's game when we get back to L.A.?" Jack couldn't help but grin widely and nod at the excited look that came over her face as she exclaimed, "Really, Jack? You mean it? Yes... I would love to go to the Lakers game with you!" Then he chuckled when she jumped up and ran around the table to grasp his face and plant a quick hard kiss on him. Then he laughed when she realized she still had her napkin from wiping barbecue sauce off her fingers in her hand. She balled it up, took aim at the trashcan behind her chair on the patio and said, "Amanda Lewis going for the basket... she aims, she shoots..." She paused as she tossed the napkin squarely into the can. "She scores! And the crowd goes wild!" He laughed harder as she made crowd noises and went into a little "victory dance." Jack's dick took notice as he watched her breasts bouncing in the little white string bikini top as her hips and ass gyrated provocatively in a circle. The white triangles of material barely covered her breasts, pussy and her firm, round ass cheeks... it just served to emphasize how hot her body was. Which reminded him... He glanced over at the water bubbling away in the hot tub on the corner of the patio. He wiped his mouth and his fingers one last time, stood up and moved over behind Amanda and grasped her hips as he moved his in conjunction with hers. "Hey, sweet girl... I think the hot tub is probably warmed up now. What do ya say we have some good, clean fun while we relax in the nice, warm water... hmmm?!!!" She leaned back into him, wriggling her ass against his semi-hard cock. "Mmm... that sounds good to me, Jack. But I think we should probably wash our hands and make sure we got all that sticky barbecue sauce off our fingers... don't you think?" Jack laughed, low and throaty, as he turned her around to face him. "Oh, no, sweet girl... I have a much better way to clean our fingers..." he said sexily as he took her right hand in his left one and brought it up to his mouth. He took her thumb and licked it slowly until he got to the end and then sucked it into his mouth. At the same time he brought his right hand up in front of her mouth and stared hotly at her as she did the same thing, starting with his thumb. They continued to stare intently at each other as they thoroughly licked and sucked each other's fingers clean. A few times they both groaned softly and closed their eyes as their tongues laved a particularly sensitive spot or when an erotic image was evoked. By the time they were done, Jack's dick was completely hard and Amanda's pussy was dampening her bikini bottoms. Jack took Amanda's hand and led her to the edge of the hot tub. He stopped and unzipped his shorts and dropped them on the patio before stepping into the churning water. He turned and faced Amanda and raised one eyebrow, indicating to her that she was to be naked as well. He grinned wolfishly as she reached behind her and untied her bikini top and let it drop from her breasts and then pushed the tiny bottoms from her hips, letting them fall to her ankles. She took his hand as she stepped in with him. They both sank down into the warm, bubbling water and positioned themselves next to each other in front of some of the massaging jets. They both uttered deep sighs as their bodies relaxed against the angled side of the tub. "Mmm... I could easily get used to this!" Amanda muttered throatily as she closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the edge. Then she jerked slightly and gasped quietly when she felt Jack's hand slip down between her thighs and heard his voice in her right ear. "Well, don't relax too much, sweet girl... I have plans for your hot body in this hot tub that have nothing to do with relaxation!" he growled sexily as his fingers stroked into her pussy when she automatically spread her thighs for his hand. Jack laughed softly and kissed her neck just below her ear as she moaned and squirmed her hips. "Ohhhh, Jaaaack... that feels sooo good..." Amanda moaned as he circled her clit with his fingers. He laughed softly again and said, "If you think this feels good, let me show you something that will really get you off!" Jack urged her to turn around on her knees and showed her how to widen them and place her crotch right in front of one of the water jets so that it was shooting directly at her clit. Amanda gasped and then groaned as she adjusted the distance between her pussy and the jet so that it was stimulating her clit with the just the right amount of pressure. Jack moved up behind her and started rubbing his stiff cock on her pussy lips and massaging her breasts with his hands, squeezing her firm nipples with this thumbs and forefingers. Amanda was about to go insane again. She angled her hips back, positioning the head of his dick at her entrance and groaned, "Fuck me, Jack! Fuck me, now!" Jack Nicholson growled as he reached down and grasped her hips and shoved his forward and up, burying his throbbing cock inside her once again. He ran his hands up her body and pulled her tightly up against him as he started to thrust into her. "Goddamn, Amanda... your greedy little cunt just can't seem to be satisfied enough! Just how many times will I have to fuck you before it will be enough for you?" Amanda groaned, "I can never get enough of your cock, Jack! I wish you could fuck me all day and all night! Ahhh, GOD, Jaaaacckk... just keep fucking me... pleeeassse... Ohhhh, YEEEES!" she moaned as her hips bucked from an intense orgasm due to the stimulation of the water jet on her clit and his dick stroking her pussy. Jack moaned softly as he felt the massaging pulses of her tight cunt on his shaft again. Fuck... that feels sooo good... He grinned wolfishly as he decided to see how many times he could make Amanda come with his dick inside her before he couldn't hold back any longer... Forty-five minutes later, he had his answer. Five times... he made her come five times while he fucked her. But now he had her doggie-style on a cushion beside the hot tub and was pounding her g-spot. She screamed and came so hard that his dick just couldn't hold back; he exploded inside her. He groaned loudly as he buried his shaft in her and let her tight pussy once again milk him completely. God... how I love to hear her scream and feel her throbbing on my cock... Jack was starting to realize there were a lot of things he loved about this young woman... Just because you love the way she responds to you and the way it makes you feel when you know you're pleasing her, it does not mean you love her... Just because she's gorgeous, sexy, smart, funny, a huge Lakers fan and wants you to fuck her all the time does not mean you have to love her... That's right, Jack... just keep trying to remind yourself of that... If you keep repeating it enough, you might actually start to believe it... SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! ********** After they'd cleaned up, Amanda told Jack that she wanted to go lay out by the pool for an hour or so and get a little sun before they went for their massages at the spa at four o'clock. Jack told her to go ahead and that he'd come join her in a half hour or so and they could leave from there to head over to the spa. She gathered up her suntan lotion, sunglasses and her evaluation checklist so she could go over it while she was relaxing by the pool and figure out what other things she needed to check out and rate for her report to the travel agency. She tied a sarong around her hips over her white string bikini bottoms, slipped on a pair of sandals and gave Jack a quick kiss before she headed out the door to the pool area. She found a comfortable chaise lounge beside the pool and turned it so she would be fully facing the sun, laid a towel on it and set her things down on a small table next to it. She noticed how hot the sun felt and decided to take a quick dip in the pool to cool off before applying suntan lotion. Amanda removed the sarong from around her hips, stepped out of her sandals and made her way to the diving board at the deep end of the pool. She executed a smooth dive and swam the length of the pool mostly underwater, emerging in the shallow end, and then swam a couple laps to help work off some more of her lunch. She smirked slightly when she realized that she and Jack had probably worked off at least a couple hundred calories worth in the hot tub after lunch! She climbed out of the pool and went to sit on her chaise. She didn't even notice the bar waiter whose eyes had followed her every move. But he had noticed her the second she walked into the pool area, her tall, curvaceous body instantly drawing his attention. Her lovely face and warm brown eyes when she removed her sunglasses had just enhanced her attractiveness. And when she climbed out of the pool and the dark firm tips of her breasts were clearly visible in her tiny white bikini, his cock had hardened instantly. He watched her intently as she coated the front of her body with suntan lotion, just wishing it was he who was running his hands up and down her shapely legs and all around her firm breasts. He grabbed a tray and walked over to where she was sitting, holding it in front of his crotch, and asked her if she would like something to drink. He nearly melted at the dazzling smile she flashed him as she politely declined. He turned away, disappointed, and headed back to the bar when she picked up some piece of paper and studied it, as if dismissing him. About a half hour later, he noticed her standing up and applying suntan lotion to the back of her body. She had no problem with her arms and legs, but he noticed her struggling to put it on her back. Now's my chance to get to talk to her... He hurried over and asked, "Can I help you with that, miss? Would you like me to put some lotion on your back for you?" Amanda glanced over her shoulder at the tall young man and noticed he was rather cute. He had sandy colored hair and deep blue eyes and he appeared to be about the same age as she... early twenties. She turned around and stepped back slightly as she faced him and eyed him speculatively. He had a nice build; broad shoulders and well-muscled arms with a tight, flat stomach. She didn't mean to, but her eyes kept traveling downward... She almost gasped aloud when she saw the bulge in his white shorts; it was obvious he had a hard-on! Oh, my... did I do that to you?!! She couldn't help thinking to herself. When she looked back up into his eyes, she noticed his face was flushed and he looked a little embarrassed. She couldn't help herself... she stared at him and smiled sexily as she turned her back to him and said, "Why, thank you. That's very kind of you. Yes, I could use your helping hands on my body... well... on my back, that is..." The waiter smiled back, thinking he might just get lucky later as she seemed to be interested in him. He took her suntan lotion and squirted some in his hands and started to gently rub it into her shoulders and back. He smiled wider when she moaned softly as he gently massaged her shoulders, his dick beginning to throb in his shorts as he felt he was definitely going to get lucky later... "Just what the fuck is goin' on here?" Jack growled quietly as he approached Amanda and the young man who was eyeing her and grinning at her wolfishly as he rubbed his hands on her back. The waiter's hands jerked away from her body when he looked up. He'd instantly recognized the voice and all the blood drained from his face when he saw it really was HIM... "Holy shit..." he whispered hoarsely. You're Jack Nicholson!" "You're goddamn right, young man. And just who the fuck are you and what are you doin' with your hands on my woman?!!" The waiter's eyes nearly bugged out of his head as he glanced at Amanda and then back at the big star he never expected to run into at his job. "I... I... I'm so sorry, Mr. Nicholson. I didn't know the lady was with you! I saw her struggling to put lotion on her back and... I just thought... " "I know what you were thinkin', you little bastard! I saw it in your eyes! You were thinkin' you were gonna get more than just your hands on her!" Jack paused as he moved up to Amanda and grabbed her arm to pull her next to him. "Well she is with me and I'll beat the shit out of you if I ever see you look at her like that again. Are we clear?!!" Jack gritted through his teeth. The waiter swallowed nervously and nodded his head before he turned around and quickly headed back to the bar. Jack jerked Amanda around to face him, thinking she would be scared at how angry he was. Instead, her eyes were smoldering at him with passion and desire. He felt his anger dissolving but he wanted to make it clear to her that as long as she was with him, she belonged to him... "Don't ever let me catch you looking at another man like that while you're with me! Do you understand me?" he growled at her. Amanda nodded and licked her lips as she glanced at his firm mouth. "Yes, Jack... I'm sorry. It'll never happen again..." she whispered. "You're goddamn right it'll never happen again!" he gritted as he grabbed her face and crushed his lips to hers, kissing her fiercely until she moaned and melted against him. Jack opened his eyes and spotted the waiter watching them from the bar. He continued to watch the waiter as he took his hands from Amanda's face and put them on her hips and dragged them down to grasp her ass and smash her hips against his so she could feel his hard dick. It always turned him on to know that other men also desired the woman he was with... Amanda groaned and wrapped her arms around his shoulders and clung to him as her knees weakened with his cock rubbing against her. The next thing she knew, she and Jack Nicholson were putting on a very public display of affection... both of them moaning loudly as his hands roamed over her body... her hands digging into his hair... his lips trailing from hers down her neck to her shoulder... licking and sucking on the sensitive skin as her head flopped backward. Jack suddenly backed away from her, breathing heavily. "Grab your things, Amanda. We have unfinished business to handle before we get those massages..." he said quietly. She quickly gathered up everything she'd brought with her and slipped her sandals back on as he grabbed her hand and led her out of the pool area and back to their bungalow. As soon as he got her inside the door, he stripped her bathing suit off of her, led her to the sofa and pushed her down onto it. As he unbuttoned his shirt, he told her firmly, "Spread your legs, Amanda... I'm going to remind you whose dick your little virgin cunt craved... and why!!! And don't ever again make me think that you'd prefer another man's cock to mine... or I'll..." Or you'll what, Jack? What the fuck has gotten into you?!! Why do you care whether she's attracted to another man? Once this weekend is over, you can't expect her to live like a nun now that you've shown her what true carnal pleasure is!!! Yeah... but as long as she's mine... As long as she's YOURS?!!! What the fuck are you thinkin'?!! Just fuck the little bitch and let her know who's boss as long as she's with YOU!!! You know you own her body... and her heart, even though you don't really care about that... so just remind her that you know how to give her what she needs... a good hard fuck... She knows I already know how to give her that... Why can't I make her give me what I need? And just what the fuck is it that you think you need?!! Oh, no... don't even think it... just DON'T go there, Jack! Ohhh, fffuck... you're gonna do it any way, aren't you, you stupid prick... You're gonna regret this... mark my words... you're gonna regret this... By the time Jack Nicholson had lost his mental battle, he was completely naked and was lowering himself on top of Amanda Lewis. He stared into her nervous brown eyes as he slowly slid his cock inside her. He braced his forearms so that he could touch her face as he moved gently inside her. He stroked her damp hair back and ran his fingertips over her slightly parted lips. He pleaded quietly, "Let me love you, Amanda. Make love to me... please..." Amanda closed her eyes and whimpered when he said the words she had most feared to hear. Oh, God, Jack... don't do this to me... please... don't do this to me!!! She opened her eyes and stared up at him with tears threatening to spill over at any moment. "Oh, God, Amanda... don't cry. I don't want to hurt you... can't you just... pretend? Pretend I'm not the bastard I've always been my whole life... pretend I'm a man who loves you... who wants you... who needs you... Please, Amanda... I need you..." he pleaded hoarsely. "Oh, God, Jack... I love you..." she whispered desperately as she reached up to pull his head down and kiss him deeply as she opened her body, her heart... and her soul to him... She promised herself it would only be for this one time... for this one moment... Yeah, right, Amanda... You're gonna regret this... mark my words... you're gonna regret this... But it was awfully hard to feel like she had anything to regret at the moment. Jack Nicholson was making love to her more tenderly than she'd ever though him capable of... kissing her deeply and passionately... then trailing his lips down to kiss her neck and shoulders... lifting slightly to stroke his left hand down her body and tenderly caress her breast... all the while staring at her with a look of desperate passion and desire in his beautiful hazel eyes. Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 06 Amanda responded by clinging to him and running her hands over his body wherever she could reach, and then up to dig her hands in his hair when he was stroking his cock deeply inside her. She wrapped herself completely around him when he slid his arms up under her back and started thrusting even more deeply and forcefully as he moaned her name over and over... "Oh, Amanda... my God, Amanda... love me, Amanda..." he whispered next to her ear. She lost it when he begged her to love him. She came even as she choked out a sob that sounded more like a high-pitched groan. Tears squeezed from the corners of her eyes as she continued to cling to the man she feared would one day shatter her heart... now that he'd laid claim to her soul as well. Jack groaned softly as he felt her pussy throb around his cock. He kept thrusting to the rhythm of her flesh as he let the orgasm he'd been holding back overtake him. He'd been about to come ever since she'd whispered that she loved him and pulled him down for that deep and erotically tender kiss. He'd felt her body surrender to his as she'd also surrendered her heart and the one part of her she'd held back from him... her soul. He really did understand why she'd hadn't wanted to open herself to him that much and now he had to wonder why he needed her to. He'd just made her risk everything, both of them having full knowledge that he had made no promise of risking anything himself. Well... HE knew he'd already risked something of himself, but he wasn't about to admit that to her... Jack raised up and stared down into Amanda's tearful brown eyes. He bent down and kissed her softly and then leaned his forehead against hers. "Hey, sweet girl... you promised me no more tears. Remember? And I didn't ask anything of you that you haven't already admitted to and given to me... now did I?" Amanda tried to smile and shook her head as she realized he was right. He'd simply asked her to love him... which she already did. What had scared her was his statement that he wanted to love her... and that he needed her... That was the part she knew could never last. She had only hoped he'd want her... that was the only dream come true she needed. She knew he could never love her nor would he ever need her... Jack Nicholson didn't need anybody... So why did he pretend that he needed her? Was he playing some kind of game with her? Maybe it was his way of getting back at her for flirting with the waiter at the pool... That had to be it... He wanted to make her feel guilty... that she'd had the audacity to flirt with another man when she claimed to love him! "I'm sorry, Jack," she said softly as she stared up at him sadly. I told you you'd regret this, you stupid prick... now you feel guilty because you forced her to give up the one thing that would allow her to walk away from you without any regrets... you've forced her to end up hating you one day... Goddamn, Jack, you're not such a stupid prick after all... You're getin' entirely too sensitive for my liking, but... You really think forcing her to hate you is gonna make you feel better about having to let her go? Jack... she was gonna walk away from you still loving you... what's so wrong with that? Because, goddamn it... I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO LET HER GO KNOWING SHE LOVES ME... OHHH... shhhit... Jack Nicholson sighed heavily and then kissed Amanda Lewis once more before lifting his body off of her. "Come on, sweet girl... let's go get those massages. I think we both need them now... don't you?" Amanda smiled softly as she took his hand when he held it down and helped her to stand. She could tell that Jack had just realized something that made him very uneasy. What it was, she had no idea... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 07 Author's Note: I am resubmitting Chapter 7 of this series because something went wrong the last time and some story that was NOT mine showed up under my title... no clue how that happened!!! Hopefully, it will come through correctly this time... * "Oh, my God! You're Jack Nicholson!" exclaimed the receptionist in the spa at Pacific Views Inn of Santa Barbara when he and Amanda Lewis walked in just before their scheduled four o'clock massages. Jack removed his sunglasses and grinned engagingly at the young woman. "Yes, I am, but I'd appreciate it if you not let word get around that I'm here. I like the chance to be able to relax wherever I'm staying without having the damn paparazzi following me around! So... if you'll work with me on this, I'll be sure to recommend this place to my friends as somewhere to get away and relax because you know how to be discreet. Is it a deal?" The receptionist nodded her head quickly. "Yes... of course, Mr. Nicholson. I believe we have a room all ready for you and your... companion. Please... follow me." She led them down a hallway and into a room that had two massage tables set up. The outside wall was mostly glass and had a lovely view of the beautifully landscaped pool area, which the receptionist blocked when she closed the vertical blinds to give them privacy. She showed them the changing screens and told them to disrobe and wrap the sheets that were draped over the screens around their bodies and that the massage therapists would be with them shortly. She closed the door on her way out. Jack walked over to one of the screens and grabbed the sheet draped on it and took Amanda's hand and walked with her behind the other screen. She stood still as he untied the sarong from around her hips and then reached up to untie her bikini top and pull it away from her breasts. Then he reached down and untied the strings of her bottoms at her hips and stood back to watch the flimsy piece of material drop to the floor between her legs. His eyes slowly wandered back up her long legs, lingered on her delectable pussy for a few moments and then up to her full, firm breasts as his lips spread in his wide wolfish grin. Amanda moved her hands to Jack's shirt and slowly started to unbutton it, keeping her eyes glued to his torso as it was revealed. She'd glanced into his sexy hazel eyes and saw the deep passion smoldering in them and it started an ache in the pit of her stomach... her soul was in terrible danger of being completely lost to him. He knew she loved him... and now he was acting like he wanted her to prove it to him and to show him how much... "Amanda... look at me," Jack commanded quietly when she hesitated with her hands on the snap of his shorts. She slowly lifted her eyes to his. He took her right hand and moved it down the front of his shorts to where his hard cock was once again straining to be freed. "It's only been fifteen minutes since we made love and I'm already hard again... for you. This is all for you, sweet girl..." he muttered sexily in his low, gravelly voice as he rubbed her hand up and down, pressing it against his stiff member through his shorts. He couldn't help but grin wider at the look of utter desire in her eyes. His grin faded as she continued to stare at him when she yanked the snap on his shorts and slowly lowered the zipper. He hissed in a breath when she stuck her left in and grasped his dick, holding it firmly and pumping her hand up and down a few times while she pushed his shorts from his hips, letting them fall to his ankles. Then he moaned softly at what she said. Amanda kept her left hand gripping and stroking his cock as she leaned forward and put her lips on his left ear. She whispered hotly, "What are we going to do about this, Jack? This is one muscle that I'm not about to let the massage therapist get her hands on!" He chuckled and then said seductively, "What do you want to do about it, sweet girl? It's all for you... you tell me what you want..." Oh, no... you tell me what you want... Amanda reached down with her right hand and took his left one and moved it to her pussy, sliding his fingers into her wet flesh. Jack moaned again, low and throaty, as his fingers sought to delve further up inside her. "That's all for you, too, Jack... but you've known that from the beginning. I want you every bit as much as you want me... So... now what do we do?" "I guess we'll just do this..." Jack groaned as he backed her up against the wall behind her, reaching down with his right hand to lift her left thigh and spread her open. At the same moment, Amanda pulled his cock to her with her left hand, positioning it at her pussy and moved her hand away so he could thrust inside her as they both moaned loudly. He paused as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders and her left leg around him while he kept his right arm supporting her left thigh at his waist as his left hand stroked up and down the side of her body. He leaned his head toward her and parted her lips to kiss her deeply as he began moving slowly inside her, both of them moaning softly with each slow, deep thrust. As their passion and desire mounted, his thrusts became faster and harder, their mouths sliding apart as Jack pressed his body against hers while his hips continued to force his dick into her as deeply as possible. Her hot, wet, tight cunt had him wishing that he could keep fucking her forever... Unfortunately, as good as it felt, it also made him unable to hold off his orgasms... Luckily, he didn't need to do so for Amanda's sake... He felt her pussy squeeze his shaft just as he climaxed and their mutually pleasurable moans echoed off the walls... just as there was a knock and the door to the room opened. They were behind a changing screen, which hid them from view, so it wasn't immediately apparent what was going on until the person who was entering heard their moans. "Good afternoon, Mr. Nicholson! Are you ready for... Oh... geez... Ummm... I'm sorry. I'll come back in a min... oh... poor choice of words... Uh... excuse me! I'll be outside! You guys just let me know when you're... umm... done..." The young male massage therapist quickly closed the door again and leaned up against the wall with his hand over his mouth trying to stifle his laughter. His face was bright red from embarrassment, but he couldn't help finding it amusing as well. After all... how many people would ever get to say that they'd actually caught Jack Nicholson having sex?!!! It was no secret that the man was a sex fiend but he'd never read any stories in the tabloids about anyone ever having actually caught him in the act before! Then he started to get nervous as he wondered how Jack Nicholson was going to react to being so rudely interrupted in such a compromising situation and at the most inopportune moment. Relief washed over his face when he heard a burst of laughter behind the closed door. ********** The interruption barely registered with Jack and Amanda... they were both in the middle of climaxing... it wasn't like they could just flip a switch and turn them off!!! But when they finally came down and realized what had happened, they looked at each other and burst out laughing... especially at how the young man had backtracked on his unintended pun! They continued to laugh as she grabbed a nearby box of tissues so they could clean themselves up. When they were decent with the sheets wrapped around their bodies, Jack went to the door and opened it, grinning devilishly at the young man outside the door. "Well... come on in, young man... pardon my poor choice of words!" he added as he and Amanda chuckled. "I'm glad you have a sense of humor about this, Mr. Nicholson. I really am sorry if I caused you or your companion any... embarrassment or discomfort. My name is Matt and I'm your massage therapist this afternoon." He paused as he offered his hand to Jack in greeting and they shook briefly. "We'd normally have two of us in here to take both of you at the same time, but unfortunately, one of the other therapists called in sick today so we're a little short-handed. So, if it's OK with you, I'll give the lovely lady her massage first, since she also has a facial scheduled afterward and then I'll take care of yours and give you an extra ten minutes to make up for the inconvenience. Is that OK with you, sir?" Jack smiled evenly. "Sure... I just hope you're really good at your job... I haven't had a good massage in a while." Matt grinned widely. "I haven't had any complaints so far." He turned his smile toward Amanda and said smoothly, "Why don't you go ahead and make yourself comfortable face down on the table, here, and I'll get started and you can let Mr. Nicholson know if I'm any good at my job." She lay down carefully on her stomach and pulled the edges of the sheet from under her so it was just draped over her body. She pulled the edges up against her so the sides of her breasts would remain covered as he pushed it down her back. She heard him applying some lotion to his hands as she stared at Jack and waited. Her eyes closed and she groaned contentedly when Matt's strong hands started working on her shoulders. Jack chuckled. "Careful, Amanda. You might hurt my feelings. You've made sounds like that while I've fucked you!" "JACK!!!" Amanda squealed, as her head popped up to stare at him, her face crimson. He and Matt were both snorting with laughter. "That wasn't funny!!! Please don't embarrass me like that any further in front of a stranger!" "Are you talking about me or Matt?" Jack said as he continued to chuckle. Amanda froze. It felt like a bucket of ice water had just been dumped on her naked body as every muscle tensed in pain and shock. Matt noticed it right away. "What's wrong, Amanda? Every muscle in your shoulders just tightened up!" The color drained from her face as she stared at Jack. "I'm sorry I was being so touchy, Mr. Nicholson. I won't let it happen again. It's my fault... I keep forgetting that we hardly know each other. I'll try to do better from now on." She turned her head away from him and laid back down. OK, Jack... that was just cruel... you didn't even think about what you were saying, did you? That's part of your problem in relationships... you just don't think about what you're saying most of the time... you just open your mouth, thinking you're being funny or witty and you say the stupidest things... Oh, fuck this, Jack... don't let her make you feel guilty... what you said is mostly true! You didn't even know this girl existed just over twenty-four hours ago! And it was kinda funny... She didn't deserve that, Jack, and you know it... "Matt... would you please excuse us for a moment. I need to have a few words with Miss Lewis." "Sure thing, Mr. Nicholson. I'll be right outside when you're ready," Matt said as he moved to the door, opening it and closing it behind him. Amanda sat up on the side of the table with her back to him, pulling the sheet around her. Jack walked around to face her. He hesitated for a moment... he'd never made it a habit to apologize to anyone for saying something that hurt their feelings. He'd always just said what was on his mind and he didn't care whether it hurt anyone's feelings or not. But for some reason, he couldn't stand the pain and then the vacant look that had come into Amanda's eyes after he'd implied that she was nothing more than a stranger to him. Jack frowned sadly as he stared at her and then he sighed heavily. "That was a stupid thing for me to say and I'm sorry... I didn't mean it. I thought I was just making a witty joke and I really didn't mean to imply that you're just a stranger to me. But, hell... Amanda... most of the women I've fucked have been just intimate strangers to me! And most of 'em... not even that initimate! I just wanted to fuck them... that's all..." Amanda closed her eyes and shook her head. "It's fine, Mr. Nicholson! You've made your point! I don't need to know how many women you've fucked just because you wanted to... it's none of my business! And you're right... we basically are... strangers!" Jack moved in front of her and grasped her upper arms tightly. "Goddamn it, Amanda, stop it with this 'Mr. Nicholson' shit and just shut up and let me finish!" He shook her slightly for emphasis and then stared straight into her eyes. "You are not a stranger to me... I feel I know you better than any woman I've known in my life and the scary part about that is... I still like you! I still want to be with you... I don't want to run screaming in the other direction because I think you'll all of a sudden turn into the worst bitch I've ever known!!! In fact... I can't even imagine you being a bitch... And if you ever do act like one... it'll probably be my fault..." His voice trailed off as he released her arms and backed away from her, turning around so she wouldn't see the hurt and confusion on his face. Amanda was in shock again... but not from pain or hurt. Jack Nicholson had just told her that he "liked" her... to her, the fact that he "liked" her was more important than him "loving" her! He'd be more apt to want her to stick around because he liked her rather than because he loved her. She wasn't even sure if he realized just how much that had told her how he felt about her... Now she knew he loved her... She slid off the table and moved in front of him to stare into his eyes. She smiled warmly. "I like you, too, Jack. I don't always like some of the things you do or say, even though it's just you being brutally honest, but I accept that it's how you've always been and I can't ask you to change who you are. I fell in love with you knowing exactly what kind of man you are and it would be wrong of me to expect you to change... no matter what happens between us. Just, please... don't think of me as a stranger any more. I'd like us to try to stay friends... however this weekend turns out... OK?" Jack smiled softly. "You're a very wise woman for your age, Amanda. I don't think I've ever met another woman who understood me so well and could still love me... except maybe Anjelica. But after so many years of puttin' up with my shit, even she can't take it after a while and she has to get the fuck away from me. I don't know if I could handle knowing that I would eventually drive you away, too..." He frowned and looked down, not wanting her to see the fear in his eyes. Oh, my God... he said "eventually..." He's actually contemplating something more than just this weekend... Amanda tried not to let herself get too excited... he just may not have realized what he was saying. "Gee, Jack... do you really think you'd do something so horrible to drive me away in just the next twenty-four hours? And besides... you promised to take me to the Lakers game tomorrow evening... so I don't care what you do between now and then, but I'm goin' to that game!!!" she finished with a chuckle. Jack grinned widely as he chuckled with her and then shook his head. "Well, I'm glad we cleared this up, Amanda... my friend..." He paused and planted a quick soft kiss on her lips before moving to the door to open it and wave Matt back in. "Come on, Matt... I'm hoping you'll find Amanda's shoulder muscles relaxed again..." ********** Twenty minutes later, Matt was working on Jack Nicholson's somewhat tense shoulder muscles after Amanda had donned her bikini and sarong and left to go get her facial. Jack had grown increasingly tense as he'd watched Matt appreciatively eyeing Amanda's body while he massaged her. She had given no indication that she'd noticed the way Matt was looking at her... she had kept her eyes closed most of the time and just sighed and groaned as his talented hands worked every last kink out of her muscles. Jack had to grit his teeth when she rolled over on her back for the last ten minutes of her massage. He noticed that Matt kept glancing at her breasts... her firm nipples were clearly visible under the thin sheet. But he could hardly blame Matt... he was a young, red-blooded male and the fact that he'd developed quite a bulge in the front of his shorts while eyeing Amanda's breasts only served to prove that he wasn't gay... which made Jack a little more comfortable about letting a man give him a massage! But still... he'd been eyeing the woman that Jack had laid claim to for the weekend... she was his... for at least the next twenty-four hours or so, she belonged to him. And, all of a sudden, the fact that young, good-looking men found her attractive, too, bothered him. First, the waiter at the pool earlier and now Matt the masseur with the talented hands and the bigger-than-average-looking dick! "Man, Mr. Nicholson... you've got a lot of tension goin' on here in your shoulders. Try to relax a little more and let me work it out for you. Come on... relax." Jack muttered half jokingly, "Tried that just before you came in here... obviously it didn't work!" Matt snorted with laughter. "You're really funny, Mr. Nicholson. I've always thought you'd have a good sense of humor. Maybe your problem is that you can't get enough of lovely Amanda's body. And I can't say that I blame you there..." Jack's head popped up off the table to glare at the young man. "Just what the fuck does that mean?" "Relax, man! All I'm saying is that Amanda's a beautiful woman with a killer bod and any red-blooded man with a pulse would have a hard time... pun intended... not takin' notice of her and not have it affect at least one particular part of their body... which, in turn, creates tension in muscles elsewhere on your body! Isn't that what's makin' you so tense, Mr. Nicholson? Because you still want Amanda?" Jack snorted softly. "Hell, son... stop callin' me Mr. Nicholson! You're makin' me feel even older than I am! Call me Jack. And no, the reason I'm tense is because I know YOU want Amanda... and you're a young, nice-looking guy! I just can't help wondering if she was lying here comparing me to you the whole time you had your hands on her body! The way she was sighing and groaning... who knows what fantasies were going on in her mind!!! Awww, fuck... I'm just gonna shut up now..." he growled quietly. Matt paused for a moment in shock. "Damn, Mr. Nich... Jack..." he corrected when Jack glared up at him again. "I'm... really flattered! That you'd actually think some woman might prefer me to you... I mean... that's what you were implying... wasn't it?!!" Matt exclaimed when Jack scowled at him angrily. Then he continued when Jack acquiesced by nodding his head and dropping it on the table again. "I don't think you have anything to worry about where Amanda's concerned, Mr. Ni... Jack. I may be young, but in my line of work, I can tell when a woman wants me... and I didn't get that sense at all from her." Jack lifted his head with a curious frown on his face. "Oh? Please elaborate, young Matt!" Matt grinned disarmingly. "Well... if a woman is interested in me, no amount of massaging will work all of the tension out of her body... if you get what I mean... But Amanda was completely relaxed... no sexual tension there at all... I was just a pair of hands that knew how to make her muscles relax. Now... will you try to relax and let me do the same for you? Hmmm?" Jack chuckled and lay down again, feeling some of the tension easing out of him as the young man was obviously telling him the truth. And he also started to realize just how good Matt was at his job... he really did have very talented hands. Jack groaned contentedly and relaxed even more. Matt's curiosity got the better of him. "Mr. Ni... Jack... I can't help but be impressed that a young, beautiful woman like Amanda is so totally into you... I mean... you being an older man and all. What's your secret? Is it some special technique that's got her so hooked on you or is she just one of those celebrity groupies?" Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 07 Jack took a deep breath. "Look, Matt... don't insult her by lumping her into a category like that... she is no groupie!!! And no... I don't have any special technique... I just can't keep my goddamned hands off her, that's all! And luckily, she feels the same way about me..." Matt coughed slightly, "Sorry... I didn't mean to insult her. So... this is just one of those cases of big-time mutual attraction... So... when did you meet her and how many times have you guys gone at it?" "You're getin' awful nosy, here, Matt," Jack growled quietly. Matt put his best technique to work to get Jack Nicholson to completely relax and let his guard down. "I know I'm getin' a little too personal, but... I'm really curious. I mean... I've been in awe of you ever since I hit puberty. You're a great actor with a helluva reputation as a red-blooded ladies' man who, even at the age you are now, that has not diminished one iota! Especially when you show up here with a woman I'd love to get my hands on and I walk in on you two havin' sex and it was pretty damn obvious that you'd satisfied her thoroughly! I just have to wonder how often you can go at it like that? I'd like to know what I have to look forward to!!!" Jack chuckled softly. "Damn, Matt... you don't give up, do you?" He heard the young man snort a soft laugh as he said no. "OK, OK... I just met Amanda yesterday afternoon and I've lost count of how many times we've fucked... OK? Oh... and by the way, Matt... she was a virgin..." he added quietly. Now... why the fuck did you tell him that?!! That was none of his goddamn business... Matt paused for a moment again. "Well no wonder..." he replied quietly. "No wonder what?" Jack asked curiously. "No wonder she wasn't attracted to me," Matt muttered. "She's in love with you... you have to know that! A woman doesn't give up her virginity if she's held onto it for this long unless it's for a man she loves..." "Yeah... I know that," Jack sighed heavily. "It's another reason why I can't seem to keep my hands off of her..." "What's this?!!!" Matt exclaimed. "Could it be that Jack Nicholson may soon be 'off the market'? Do you think you've finally found the woman who could make you want to settle down?" A jolt shot through Jack's body at hearing those words. The trouble was... he couldn't tell if it was a jolt of fear or... excitement?!! What the fuck is goin' on in your head, Jack?!! Where the hell are all these stupid thoughts comin' from?!! What thoughts?!! You weren't thinkin' anything just now... you were just reactin' to hearing someone say what you've been afraid to think about... So was that excitement? Or fear... I DON'T KNOW!!! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! "Matt... do me a favor... just shut the fuck up and finish my massage... OK?!!!" Jack growled. "Yes, sir," Matt said quietly as he did his best to get rid of the slight tension that had crept back into Jack Nicholson's shoulders again. Matt continued to frown as he worked on the mega star who'd surprisingly opened up to him way more than he would ever have expected him to. And all his tension seemed to be tied to the lovely Amanda... Matt suddenly sympathized with Jack... he could see how this would be quite a dilemma for him. A man who'd spent most of his adult life avoiding committed relationships and was a widely known womanizer suddenly confronted with a woman less than half his age who was in love with him and that he was finding he couldn't keep his hands off of her... Yeah... that could be really scary to a man like Jack Nicholson... ********** Fifteen minutes later, Jack had dressed and was leaving the therapy room when he saw Amanda coming down the hall. She smiled at him and he felt that jolt go through his body again and it landed with a thud in the pit of his stomach and then slowly spread downward until his loins were tingling. This time, it definitely felt more like excitement than fear... She stopped in front of him and he noticed that her face seemed to be glowing... he couldn't tell if it was because of the facial she'd just gotten or because of the soft color tinting her skin from the little bit of sun she'd gotten earlier... or the love that was shining from her eyes... The ache was back in the pit of his stomach, along with more intense tingling in his loins as his cock started to swell. Goddamn, Jack... this girl is gonna send you to an early grave if you aren't careful! You're almost fifty and your dick is actin' like you're still in your twenties!!! Yeah, well... the flesh is willin'... But what if you're heart isn't able... and we're not just talkin' about the physical part here... What if your heart just can't give her what she needs... Are you prepared to hurt her like that?!! Are you... I DON'T KNOW!!! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP?!! You know... I'm really getin' tired of hearin' that... Oh Yeah?!!! Well, not half as tired as I am of sayin' it... Jack closed his eyes and shook his head to quiet the annoying voices. But he knew it wouldn't last for very long... Very soon, he'd have to figure out whether or not to tell Amanda that he loved her... Amanda Lewis smiled at Jack Nicholson as she stared into his confused hazel eyes. It's OK, Jack... She already knew... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 08 "Good evening, Mr. Nicholson. My name is Karen and I'll be your servant... I mean server... for this evening. I hope this table is to your liking... it's the most private one we have. I'll be back in a few moments to take your drink orders. Please don't hesitate to let me know if there is anything I can do for you... anything at all..." she said softly as she smiled sexily at him before she turned and walked away. Jack Nicholson watched the attractive young blonde walking away, her hips swaying provocatively. His eyebrows rose in appreciation, noting that her legs were long and shapely, her hips curvy in her white shorts and her waist was tiny. Her breasts were a little smaller than what normally caught his eye but they were definitely firm and perky and her hard nipples were clearly visible through her tight, pale blue polo shirt. He continued to watch her as he sat down at the table in the corner of the dining room at Pacific Views Inn in Santa Barbara. Amanda Lewis didn't know whether to be pissed or laugh at the fact that another beautiful young girl was obviously enamored of Jack Nicholson... such a sexy, potently virile older man... regardless of the fact that he was a famous celebrity. The young waitress... Karen... had not fawned over him like she was in awe of his fame. She was responding to him more like a female in heat who knew a sexually aggressive male when she saw him... Jack looked at Amanda when he sat down and noticed the strange expression on her face... she was frowning but her lips were twitching like she was fighting a smile. He suddenly realized that he'd been openly ogling the other pretty girl right in front of her, but she didn't appear to be angry about it. He almost started to apologize... Goddamn it, Jack... you can't start apologizing to her every time you notice a woman who's obviously flirting with you!!! You're always goin' to notice other attractive women and you can't help but respond to that... your dick does what it wants and you can't help it... Didn't you happen to notice, Jack... your dick didn't respond to that girl like it normally would've... HOLY SHIT... Jack glanced down at his lap for a moment. What the fuck is wrong with you?!!! Look up, Jack... Look at the gorgeous young woman sitting across from you... See how beautiful she is... See that look of desire in her eyes... for you? Look at her body... she's even more shapely than that young blonde... And you know how her body responds to you... Jack grinned wolfishly and glanced down at his lap again. Ohhhh... there you are buddy! You had me worried there for a moment... He looked back up at Amanda, still grinning. "So... what would you like to drink, my love? How about some champagne... I feel like celebrating this evening! What do ya say?" Amanda smiled widely. "I've never had champagne... but I'd like to try it. What is it that you feel like celebrating?" she asked curiously. He just smiled even broader and had that typical Jack Nicholson look of excitement on his face. He shrugged and said, "I'm just in a great mood! That massage earlier really helped me to relax and I'm spending the weekend with a gorgeous young woman who excites me more than any woman has in a long time... What's not to celebrate?!!" Just then, lovely Karen reappeared at their table asking him if he was ready for a drink. "Yes, my dear... I'd like a bottle of your best champagne... Dom Perignon if you have it! And we should have our dinner orders ready by the time it arrives. Thank you, Karen," he said smoothly as the young blonde smiled sexily again and turned to leave. They picked up their menus and scanned them, marking their selections for appetizers, salads, main courses and desserts on the menu and setting them on the side of the table so Karen could pick them up when she returned. The Inn had very wisely devised their menus in three different price ranges so that they could charge a single price per person for dinner and allow the patrons to select their choices from a half dozen or so items from each category on the menu. It made ordering and billing much easier for the dining room staff. Jack noticed that there was a piano in the corner that was closest to the bar. A man was playing soft jazzy tunes, but no one was occupying the small dance floor next to the baby grand. He stood up and held his hand toward her, "Would you dance with me, my lovely Amanda..." he said softly as his sexy hazel eyes smoldered at her. He saw flames leap in her eyes as she looked up at him. "I would love to dance with you, Jack," she replied quietly as she took his hand and stood. She didn't even notice the dozen or so other people in the room stop talking and stare as Jack Nicholson led her toward the piano in the corner. She didn't see the speculative looks in their eyes as he turned toward her and took her in his arms, holding her close and staring straight into her eyes. Her eyelids felt heavy as desire coiled in her lower abdomen when she felt his hard cock pressed against her as they swayed slowly together. She could also feel the heat of his body through the thin, silky material of her slip dress. The only under garment she was wearing was a pair of French bikini panties, the same color as her gold dress. Jack was doing his best to make his hand behave as he held Amanda against him in the tiny space on the dance floor. He knew she was practically naked... the little slip dress she was wearing clung to her breasts and softly brushed over her hips and ass and left her legs exposed from mid-thigh. He so badly wanted to reach up under the dress and see what kind of panties she was wearing this time. He growled softly when she deliberately swiveled her hips slightly and pressed more firmly against his hard, aching shaft. Amanda moaned softly in response. He stared straight into her eyes as hot flames roared between both of them. Releasing her right hand, he brought his left palm to cup her right cheek and rubbed his thumb over her slightly parted lips. "My God, Amanda," he whispered hoarsely, "I want you so badly... again... all the time... always..." He leaned forward and kissed her softly, intending it to be just a brief, intimate sign of his desire for her. But as soon as he felt her lips moving against his, the lush fullness of them, and felt them parting further to touch her soft tongue to his, he completely forgot where they were. His hand on her cheek slid back to grasp her neck and tangle in her hair as he crushed his mouth to hers. His right arm tightened around her body, his hand sliding down to fully grasp her ass and keep her pelvis pressed to his as he slowly ground against her. Amanda was lost as well. She was clinging to Jack, waiting for the clamoring of her heart, the shaking of her legs and the throbbing of her pussy to subside so she could think again. But that wouldn't happen until he stopped kissing her and tormenting her with his body pressed to hers... and he showed no sign of stopping any time soon... "Hey, Nicholson... maybe you and your... girlfriend... need to go back to your room so we little people can enjoy our dinners without a show!" It was clear from the tone of voice that the term "girlfriend" had been intended as an insult... more than likely substituted for "slut" or "whore" so as not to offend anyone else. Jack broke their kiss suddenly to turn around and glare at the man standing beside a table about twenty feet away. The man appeared to be a little younger than Jack, perhaps in his early forties, and the woman looking up at him nervously seemed to be his wife, also about the same age. They were a fairly attractive couple and appeared to be somewhat affluent, based on how they were dressed. But the woman didn't look happy. The man gave an impression as being a smug, domineering ass and his wife had the harried look of a woman who was always cowing to her husband's wishes. Theirs did not seem to be a relationship of equality and Jack had always felt sorry for women who were powerless to stand up to a man... except when it came to sex. He walked over to the man and grinned sardonically. "Mister... I'm real sorry if my display of... affection for my girlfriend made you uncomfortable. But I didn't appreciate your tone of voice when you called her that... it sounded like you meant to insult her and I'd be real upset to think that you intended to do that." The other man snorted, "That was the only term I could come up with that would be polite in mixed company." A collected gasp sounded throughout the dining room when Jack Nicholson grabbed the front of the other man's shirt in his fist and got right in his face. He suddenly looked like Jack Torrance from "The Shining," his face wildly mad, his teeth bared and his voice that mixture of snarling anger and wild lunacy. "I oughta beat the shit outta you right here! How dare you insult the woman I love right to my face and in front of her! You obviously have no respect for women whatsoever... look at your poor wife, here! She's afraid to disagree with you about anything so she has to just sit idly by while you act like an asshole and insult other people!" He paused and shoved the man away from him and looked at his wife. "Lady, I'm real sorry that your husband drove me to act like such an ass myself, but I wasn't about to let him get away with insulting my sweet Amanda. You need to find someone to teach him some manners. I'll do it if he dares to say another word to me, but I'd rather not..." He turned back to Amanda. "I'd rather continue dancing... with my girlfriend," he finished softly as he returned to stand in front of her and cupped her face in his hands to kiss her tenderly. The woman I love... my sweet Amanda... my girlfriend... Jack's words were swirling in Amanda's brain as he kissed her. Oh, my God... he just said that... out loud... in front of all these people... But did he actually realize what he'd said? Or did the words just pop out of his mouth without him even thinking? She didn't know what to think... and she still wasn't sure she wanted to believe it. Even though he may love her, how long would it last? How long before she no longer excited him? How long until he was no longer interested in her? Until he betrayed her... No... she wouldn't consider a sexual dalliance betrayal... She knew Jack well enough to understand that he'd probably fuck any attractive woman who walked up to him and offered herself to him and he'd do it without any second thoughts and no reservations. But it wouldn't mean that he no longer loved her. To him, sex was just that... sex. And when he wanted it, he'd get it... somehow. But she couldn't stand the thought that she might one day no longer arouse him... that he would no longer desire her... that he wouldn't "like" her any more... Those thoughts scared her worse than the thought that he'd fuck another woman... That's why she was so desperate to have his child. Even if he did eventually lose interest in her, she'd still have a part of him that would always love her... What the fuck have you done, Jack?!! You realize there's no taking it back now... you just admitted in front of a bunch of strangers that you love this young woman... And you know she's not about to let you off the hook now... See how much trouble you get into when you allow your heart to override your dick?!! So what if that asshole said something stupid!!! You should've just ignored him instead of feeling like you had to "defend her honor..." Why the fuck did you feel the need to defend her honor? Because... until I got a hold of her, she was a virgin... She saved herself for me... So WHAT?!! Are you forgetting that she had an ulterior motive? She tricked you into fucking her because she wants you to get her pregnant... And she doesn't care whether you're involved in raising that child or not... Will you still be prepared to let her go if she does end up pregnant?!! I'm not so sure I'm prepared to let her go no matter what happens... Oh fuck, Jack... you are soooo screwed... He finally ended the tender kiss and stared into her eyes for a moment. He could still see her love for him, but there was also nervousness and a tinge of sadness. He frowned slightly as he realized that she was afraid he was going to break her heart some day because she knew him so well. "Come on, sweet girl, let's go back to our table. I see the champagne has arrived and I'd like to get our celebration under way and forget about that stupid asshole..." ********** Jack Nicholson held his champagne glass toward Amanda Lewis sitting across the table from him. "To the most beautiful and exciting woman I've ever met and the most incredible time I've ever had... with hopefully even more incredible times to come..." One of his trademark wolfish grins slowly spread across his face, but the look in his eyes held more tenderness and desire rather than just the wolfish lust that had normally accompanied that grin. Amanda clinked her glass to his as she smiled softly and then sipped at the bubbly liquid in her glass as she watched him take a generous swallow and then down the last of the champagne in his glass. He had just emptied the bottle into both their glasses before making that toast. They were finishing their desserts and nibbling on fresh strawberries as they drank the last of the champagne. Amanda had not been that impressed with her first sips of the expensive bubbly. But when Jack had asked their server, Karen, to bring the strawberries and then urged Amanda to try them together, she was surprised to discover how the sweetness of the berries helped to mellow the flavor of the champagne. She picked up the last large strawberry from the dish and brought it to her mouth and bit into it slowly, closing her eyes and savoring the taste of the sweet flesh as her teeth sunk into the tender fruit. "Mmm..." she murmured, as this last berry was particularly sweet. She opened her eyes when she heard Jack moan softly. He was staring at her mouth, her lips still wrapped around the upper part of the berry. She stared at him as she lightly sucked on the juicy piece of fruit before removing it from her mouth. Then she lifted her champagne glass and took a good sip as she eyed him over the rim, and then brought the berry to her mouth again and watched him as she nibbled slowly on the remaining bit of fruit. He watched her lips the whole time with flames roaring to life in his eyes. She just knew what he was thinking... You'd rather my mouth was nibbling on your cock, wouldn't you, Jack? You're picturing my lips wrapped around your dick and licking up the drops of your pearly liquid that squeeze from the tip as I stroke you firmly with my hand and tongue... Amanda closed her eyes and moaned as the erotic image caught her off guard and sent a shiver through her body. "I don't know about you, sweet girl, but I'm ready to get the hell out of here!" Jack growled heatedly as he waved his hand to summon Karen. The young blonde waitress recognized that he was indicating they were ready to leave. She picked up their dinner bill and brought it to the table with her so that they could sign for the charge. She had done her best to hide her disappointment that Jack Nicholson was totally enamored of the young woman he was with and hadn't paid any more attention to her after his initial perusal. She had been able to tell that he'd liked what he saw, but it wasn't enough to take his attention away from the attractive young woman with him. It was the first time she'd ever envied a brunette... ********** Jack was having a hard time resisting the sweet taste of Amanda. Her lips and tongue still tasted of the sweet strawberries and the expensive champagne... and he was enjoying the taste of them from her luscious mouth more than he had firsthand. Then the soft skin of her neck and shoulders drew his attention... "Oh, God, Jack..." Amanda breathed as he backed her up against a palm tree on the side of the path they were following back to their cottage. He was kissing her neck and shoulder as he dragged his hand down to cup her ass while grinding his hard cock against her... again. It was the third time Jack had pulled her aside to kiss her, stroke her and torment her with his body as they made their way toward Bungalow #6. At this rate, they weren't going to make it before she begged him to fuck her again... It seemed as though he was deliberately torturing her... seeing how far he could push her before she would beg him... She decided to turn it around on him. She managed to squeeze her left hand between their bodies and worked it down to grip his cock through his pants and stroke him as she groaned, "You know what you want, Jack... I saw the way you watched me eating those strawberries... You were imagining my lips wrapped around your cock, weren't you, Jack? That's what you really want, isn't it? You want me to suck your dick, don't you, Jack?" she moaned throatily next to his ear. Jack actually whimpered and backed away from her as he quickly reached down to grasp her hand and squeeze it against his throbbing shaft to keep from coming in his pants again. He hissed through his teeth and winced in his effort to stave off the orgasm that had snuck up on him from Amanda's teasing words. "You little witch..." he ground through his teeth as he opened his eyes to stare at her. "You're the only woman I've come across who has the power to make me shoot off in my pants! But I didn't think you'd want me to waste my cum like that... Wouldn't you much rather I come inside you... didn't you say something about wanting to get pregnant? It'd be awful hard for me to knock you up if you keep making me come in my pants..." He chuckled softly at the surprised look on her face. He backed away from her and took her hand from his crotch. "Come on, sweet girl. As soon as we get back, I'll fuck you and come inside you and then you can wrap your luscious lips around my dick and suck me hard so I can fuck you again... That's what you really want... isn't it? You want me to keep fucking your little pussy until I knock you up, don't you, Amanda?" he said half desperately and half accusingly. "Goddamn it, Jack!!! I've told you... It's not just because I want to have your baby!!! I JUST WANT YOU..." she half sobbed, and then continued in a hoarse whisper, "Because I love you..." Her head dropped down so he wouldn't see the tears in her eyes. Jack immediately took her in his arms. "I'm sorry, sweet girl... I really didn't mean it the way it sounded. I meant it more to tempt you than to... accuse you. I want you, too, Amanda... so badly..." He kissed the side of her neck and then turned beside her and kept his left arm wrapped around her waist. He started walking them back down the path past pool area and toward their bungalow as she leaned against him. When they reached the cottage, neither one of them said a word. They entered and he took her hand and led her into the bedroom. He helped her to undress, sliding the straps of her slip dress over her shoulders and pushing it down until it was free of her breasts and then pulled it past her hips until it pooled at her feet. Then he slowly peeled the sexy gold panties from her hips and pushed them down her thighs until they joined her dress at her feet. He indicated for her to sit on the side of the bed and then knelt down in front of her to lift her ankles and take off her high-heeled shoes and remove her dress and panties from the floor. Then he stood up in front of her and took off his casual suit jacket and started to unbutton his shirt as he nudged his shoes from his feet. While he did that, Amanda reached up and unbuckled his belt, unfastened his pants and slowly lowered the zipper as she stared up at him. Her breathing grew heavier as she watched him slowly shrug out of his shirt and toss it aside. Then his hands moved to his pants and pushed them and his shorts down his hips and legs, freeing his hard cock to point straight at her. She couldn't resist leaning forward and licking a small, pearly drop from the tip and pressing a soft kiss on it. She smiled when Jack hissed and moaned. Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 08 Jack bent down and put his hands on Amanda's shoulders and pushed backward, indicating for her to lie back, and then told her to scoot back as he followed her onto the bed. He stopped to lean down and place his mouth on her sweet pussy and taste her briefly, dipping his tongue inside her a few times and kissing and licking softly on her clit until her hips were writhing. Then he slowly moved up over her, pausing to lave his tongue on her breasts and suck her firm nipples into his mouth while his right hand stayed at her crotch with his fingers circling her sensitive clit. He could tell from the way her hips were rolling that she was about to come. He released her left nipple and kissed his way up the soft skin of her breast to her chest and along her collarbone until he reached her neck. His lips parted and his tongue stoked the sensitive place at the juncture of her neck and shoulder until he heard her gasping for breath. Then he dragged his lips up her neck to her left ear. "Come for me, Amanda, my love..." he whispered as he felt her hips roll and thrust against his fingers. Suddenly, she gasped and moaned as her hips bucked a couple times. He continued to circle her clit with his fingers as he placed the tip of his cock at her pussy. Then he removed his hand as he slowly slid his dick inside her, groaning softly as he felt her flesh throbbing around his. Amanda moaned and wrapped her arms and legs around him as he settled over top of her and began thrusting slowly and deeply into her. "Oh God, Jaaack... that feels so good..." she whispered breathlessly as he stared at her, watching her face as he fucked her tenderly. She couldn't stop the tears that gathered in her eyes as he stared at her with such passion and desire... and love... Jack frowned slightly. "What's wrong, sweet girl?" he asked softly as his left hand moved to caress his fingers on her cheek. He hoped she wasn't still wondering when it would end between them, although he couldn't blame her for worrying... given his personality and past relationships. But, the way he felt now... right at this moment... he couldn't imagine it ever ending. He didn't want it to... he wanted to feel like this forever... with her. He'd never felt quite like this with any other woman before... not even Anjelica. He wanted to make love to her forever... he wanted to stay buried inside her hot, welcoming body... forever. He wanted to be with her... forever. But he knew that was impossible. Her body felt too good... he could feel an orgasm already building for him. And he knew he'd eventually do something to drive her away... He just wasn't a "forever" type of man... he'd known it all his life... But yet... Amanda hadn't exactly made him think that she was a "forever" type of woman, either. Despite claiming to love him, she'd been fully prepared to walk away at the end of this weekend... whether or not she was pregnant. And she'd told him all along that she was fully aware what type of man he was... The only reason she was upset now was because he was professing to love her and she was sure it could never last... Well, by God... he would show her differently!!! What the fuck are you tryin' to prove, Jack?!! You know damn well you have exactly the same reservations as she does... She's a lot smarter than you give her credit for... Yet another thing you were trying to ignore to keep from falling in love with her... Yeah... I know... This has been a losin' battle for me ever since I learned she was a virgin... Goddamn it... why did she have to pick ME?!!! Why couldn't she have gone for someone closer to her own age... like that kid who did that movie with Newman last year and that big Navy pilot movie just before that... what was the name of it? Oh yeah, "Top Gun." Cruise... Tom Cruise... that's him... He's a nice lookin' guy and a pretty good actor, too... Might even be good enough to be in a movie with me someday... And he could probably fuck the hell outta this sweet pussy... Fuck, Jack... Why the hell are you thinkin' about her with some young actor when she's layin' under YOU, lovin' YOU and the fact that you're makin' love to her?!!! You gotta get your priorities straight, here... No matter how scared you might be that this will never last, you can't just throw it away now... How many other women have you fucked that could almost make you forget every other woman you've ever cared about? None... See what I mean? Just love her, Jack... for however long it lasts... Besides... she's about come again... You haven't even really been paying attention to her, and yet she's about to get off again just because you're fucking her... Damn, Jack... you don't even realize what a lucky bastard you are... Jack finally ended yet another mental argument and gave his body over to the orgasm he'd forgotten was waiting for release until he felt Amanda cling to him when her climax peaked. "Ohhhh God, Jaaaack...!!!" she moaned softly as her body writhed against his when his arms moved up under her to hold her tightly as he thrust his cock as deeply into as he could while he came. "Ohhh God, Amanda... I do love you..." he whispered hoarsely as he started to descend from his peak of pleasure. Amanda Lewis choked back a sob. Jack Nicholson had just told her that he loved her as he came inside her. Now would be the perfect moment for her to conceive... If she could still dare to hope for that... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 09 Amanda Lewis looked over at the clock on the nightstand next to the bed. It read 5:45 and she sighed. She hadn't been able to sleep from the thought of what could very well happen later that evening. Jack Nicholson might step out of her life... possibly forever... even though she'd lost count of how many times he'd said he loved her as he took her over and over before he finally fell asleep from sheer exhaustion. Thinking of Jack... Amanda looked over to see him lying beside her sound asleep. She knew that she was head over heels in love with him and even though he had said the words, it was much different than actually meaning them. She reached over and caressed his cheek as he took a deep breath in his sleep. She leaned down and kissed his lips softly, then a little deeper as she felt his hand reach up and tangle in her hair. Jack gave a low growl as she broke the kiss. "Ready for more already, Amanda? I know I am. We could make love every hour and I'd still crave for my cock to be inside that sweet pussy of yours." He pushed her onto her back and crawled over her, kissing her neck, enjoying another moment with her... knowing it could potentially be one of the last few precious moments he would have with this lovely young woman. What the fuck are you concerned about, Jack? You know this girl isn't after much more than to get knocked up by you, get a little money, and go on with her life. Why do you care whether or not this could be the last morning you wake up beside her in bed? Shut the fuck up... I know Amanda wants more than just my seed and my money. She's after the one thing that I've hesitated giving to any one woman... my heart. I haven't even given this much of my heart to Anjelica... Exactly. And you've known Anjelica for years. You've dated her for years and you're going to throw a good thing away on some girl you just met two days ago? Are you fuckin' stupid? Smarten up and start thinkin' with your dick again... You have pussy right underneath you and she's begging you for it. What are you waiting on? Jack groaned as he positioned his cock at Amanda's entrance. His hazel eyes never strayed from hers as he thrust into her. Her legs wrapped around his hips and it felt like the most natural feeling in the world. He held still deep inside her without moving at first, just needing to feel the warmth of her pussy for a few seconds. It was like a homecoming. "Tell me this is what you want Amanda... what you need." He reached down and took her hands, moving them up to pin them above her head. "Yes Jack... I need this and I want you... I always have and I always will." She linked their fingers together and squeezed his hand as Jack's body started to move within hers. "Damn it, Amanda... no matter how many times we fuck, you're always so tight... I can barely keep myself from shooting off!" Jack leaned down and kissed her neck and sucked a little, making sure to leave a love mark... HIS love mark. He could tell by her heavy breathing that she was already on the verge of coming. "Say the magic words, sweet girl." Amanda looked into his eyes. "I love you, Jack. Now fuck me and make me come like only you can... Please! Make me feel good..." Jack grinned wolfishly as he knew he could do that and started to hammer in and out of her. He closed his eyes and tried to hang on so he could come at the exact moment she did. Amanda extricated one of her hands from his to reach up and place it on his face. Jack opened his eyes and realized that he had exactly what he needed right there with him. "God... I love you..." He leaned down and kissed her softly as she moaned loudly. Amanda's pussy pulsed around his cock as she came. "That's my girl, Amanda. Now I'm going to make you mine..." Jack thrust inside her as deeply as he could and growled as an intense orgasm shot off from inside him, making his whole body tingle from his head to his toes. "Ahhhh fuck..." He pumped a few more times, putting as much of his seed inside Amanda as he could before pulling out. Jack rolled over onto his back feeling how hard his heart was beating. He knew it was because of the great fucking, but it was also something more. His heart was being conquered by a girl less than half his age. He turned to look at her and pulled her close to his side. "Amanda, this could be our last morning together and I just want to make the most out of it for the both of us. I just don't know if..." He looked away and Amanda touched his arm. "Jack, what is it? What don't you know?" He growled as he got out of the bed. "Goddamn it... I don't know if I'll be strong enough to walk away from you at the end of the fuckin' day. There. Are you fuckin' happy now?" He ran a hand through his hair as he grabbed a robe and walked out onto the patio of their bungalow. Amanda sat alone in the bed, not sure if she should go comfort the man she'd fallen in love with so hard. Nobody's supposed to comfort Jack Nicholson, right? He'll be fine. He's a tough guy who just needs a minute to clear his thoughts... If that was the case, then why did she get the feeling that he needed to be held just then? Jack stood on the patio, gripping the rail in front of him as the voices battled inside his head again. What the fuck is wrong with you? What did you tell her that shit for? Now she's got you, you stupid jerk. She knows that all she has to do is bat her eyes and you profess your so-called love for her. What a bozo you are. What happened to the man who never took shit from anyone, especially some chick that came into your life only two days ago? Jesus, Jack... now you're the one makin' bad puns... What do ya mean, what happened to me? I'm right here... I'm in love with her. I can't keep my fucking hands off her! I can't get her off my mind... I need to be inside her pussy all the time because it's the safest place for me it seems. I can't help it... She was a virgin and she chose me to pop her cherry... I had no right to take somethin' from her that I can never give back... but there's a reason for everything. Or at least that's what I've heard... I lost my heart the moment she got into my bed... The only thing you've lost so far is your mind! Next it will be your money if she ends up pregnant with your child... Jack looked out and noticed that the sky was turning lighter as the sun was rising behind the bungalow, but confusing thoughts continued to bombard him. A child... my child... Could I just let this woman that I'm in love with walk out of my life because of who I am and what people expect of me? I can't accept that if she's pregnant with my child... Even if she isn't, I still want her in my bed, in my life... forever... Oh Jack, you are so fuckin' screwed... He moaned softly as he felt familiar hands rest on his hips for a few seconds, and then her arms wrapped around him from behind. Amanda spoke up as she rested her chin on his left shoulder. "Are you OK?" He thought for a second. "I don't know. For once... Jack Nicholson has no clue how to handle things." She heard the uncertainty in his voice and she couldn't stand the thought that she was causing him to doubt himself. He might doubt his feelings, but I cannot allow him to doubt himself as a man... Amanda pulled his robe open and moved her hands down to fondle his crotch. "Well... why don't you let me handle things for a moment until I remind you that you sure as hell know how to handle me..." Jack groaned and, despite his tiredness, he immediately felt his loins tingling as her hands caressed his balls and held his flaccid cock firmly in her hand. He relaxed back against her. "Goddamn, Amanda... you're insatiable... You know that? You're like a female version of me..." HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT... No wonder you can't resist her "charms..." She knows your weakness and she's been usin' it against you all fuckin' weekend!!! I told you she's just been usin' you... No, she's not, Jack... she's been honest with you about wanting a baby and she left the decision up to you as to whether you want to be involved in raising a child with her or not... And she never expected you to love her... she didn't ask for that! In fact... she's more scared now that you're going to shatter her heart... She didn't want you to love her... SEE WHAT I MEAN?!!! She didn't want you to love her... she just wants your baby and your money... What other proof do you need?!! She's gonna ruin you, Jack... SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! You may doubt yourself, your own feelings, Jack, but you know you don't doubt her... She's insatiable for you because she loves you... Maybe that's why you're so insatiable for her... Now it's your turn to SHUT THE FUCK UP... Stop thinkin' with your heart and think with your head instead... Yeah, that head... the one she's strokin' with her fingers... goddamn, that feels good... now get her to stroke it with her mouth... C'mon, you asshole what're you waitin' for?!!! If she really loves me, I won't have to ask her... See what I mean?!!! Jack grinned wolfishly and laughed softly when he felt Amanda turn him around to lean against the patio railing as she knelt down in front of him and sucked his dick into her mouth. He groaned softly and let his head flop backward as she laved his cock with her tongue, massaged his balls and sucked him until he was rigid again. He groaned again as she backed off his dick with one last hard suck and then placed a soft kiss on the tip. He ginned widely as he looked down at her and said, "Damn, Amanda, you really do know how to handle things, don't you, sweet girl?!! Now get up here... so I can handle you!" he growled sexily. She stood in front of him and he moved away from the patio railing to stand behind her. He dropped the robe from his shoulders so that he was completely naked like she, and then he helped to spread her legs so that her pussy was at just the right height and angle for him to enter her from behind. The tip of his cock was nestled at her wet hole, so he placed his hands over hers braced on the patio railing and gave one quick thrust and buried his dick inside her as they both moaned deeply. Jack moved his hands up Amanda's arms to her shoulders and pushed her tousled, soft brown hair aside so he could kiss, lick and suck on her neck and shoulders. Then his hands traveled downward, his left hand cupping and fondling her breasts and his right hand moving between her thighs to stroke his fingers on her clit as he fucked her slowly and tenderly. "Goddamn, Amanda..." he groaned next to her left ear. "I just can't get enough of your sweet pussy! I don't think I'll ever get tired of fuckin' you..." Amanda arched her back and lifted her arms to clutch at the back of his head as she ground her ass against his hips, helping to bury his cock further inside her. "Mmmm... Jaaaack... I'll never get tired of you fuckin' me, either! I just love your dick, you sexy old man..." WHAT THE FUCK DID SHE JUST SAY?!!! "OLD MAN?!!! Who the fuck are you callin' OLD?!!! Do you think an OLD man would be able to fuck you like THIS?!!!" Jack growled at her as he pulled her back, bent her over and gripped her hips to start slamming into her hard and fast. Amanda screamed as a powerful orgasm ripped through her. "That's right, you little bitch... don't you ever forget how fast and how hard I can make you come!!!" As soon as he felt her climax waning, he reached forward and grabbed a handful of her hair, tugging on it to make her stand up straight and wrapped his left arm around her body to pin her against him. "And don't you ever call me an OLD man again! You got that?!!!" he growled in her left ear as he roughly pawed at her breasts, still grinding his hard cock up inside her. Amanda groaned deeply. This was the Jack Nicholson she'd been craving... the powerful, sexy, horny man who knew what he wanted from a woman and how to take it!!! "Oh GOD... YEEESSS, JACK!!! KEEP FUCKING ME!!! MAKE ME COME AGAIN!!!" she yelled. She moaned loudly as he bent her over and started plowing into her again. Then she froze and slapped her hand over her mouth. From somewhere to the left of their private patio, they heard a man's voice yell, "Oh, for cryin' out loud! Would you two go fuck inside, please?!!! Some of us are still tryin' to sleep!!!" Then she burst out laughing as Jack yelled back, "HEY... I FEEL SORRY FOR YOU, BUDDY, IF YOU'D RATHER BE SLEEPIN' THAN FUCKIN'!!!" The man's voice yelled again, "Just... try to keep it down a little, would ya?!!! My wife can be a real bitch if she doesn't get enough sleep..." Then a woman's voice jumped in. "BITCH!!! I was goin' to suggest that we get to fuckin', too... but I guess you can forget about that, now..." Her voice trailed off as she obviously went back inside, and the man's voice trailed behind her. "Honey... I didn't mean it that way..." Jack and Amanda just stood there laughing... their moment of hot, hard sex busted up by a man who could've gotten lucky himself if he'd only kept his mouth shut! Jack hugged her to him for a moment and then turned and walked them back into the bedroom. He laid down on the bed and guided Amanda on top of him. "It's your turn, sweet girl. Show me how good you can fuck me and how fast you can make me come!" He lifted his arms and propped his head in his hands, making himself comfortable, and just lay there watching her while she rode his cock. After just a few minutes of pounding on him, she had another orgasm, but he didn't feel any closer than when she first lowered herself onto him. "Oh, come on, Amanda, you're gonna hafta do better than that..." he chuckled. She lifted her head and stared down at him in frustration. "Goddamn it, Jack... I can't help it if I can get off on your cock faster than I can get you off! You're gonna hafta help me, here! What do you need? Tell me what you need and I'll do it!" He stared up at her, almost as frustrated. "I don't know what I need, Amanda. I only know what I want... and what I want is to just stay inside you... You may have one hell of a time tryin' to get me off 'cause my dick is perfectly content to stay right where it is..." Amanda smiled sexily as she leaned down and stretched herself out to lie more on top of him. "Is that so, Jack? Well, good... because I'm perfectly content to let your dick stay right where it is, too. So... I'll just lie here and wriggle my hips like so... and nibble and lick on your neck and ears all I want... and rub my nipples on your chest... and kiss you deeply... Mhhhh..." she moaned as she thrust her tongue into his mouth when he parted his lips as soon as she put her mouth on his. Very quickly, Jack figured out how Amanda could make him come. All she had to do was kiss him... Amanda's kiss had driven him wild from the first moment his lips had touched hers. Her lush lips and her soft tongue knew just how to evoke images in his mind that drove him right over the edge. That was why the only way Jack could keep fucking her for a while was to take her from behind so he didn't have such easy access to her hot mouth. Amanda kept her mouth glued to Jack's as she brought her knees up and started slowly and sensuously riding his cock again, all the while moaning with intense pleasure, which also added fuel to the fire she was stoking inside him. Jack took his hands from behind his head and gripped her cheeks as she kissed him, sliding his hands to push her hair back from her face and his so they could breath easier. She broke the kiss suddenly to straighten up and rotate her hips on his cock, moaning loudly and arching her back as the movement triggered another orgasm for her. His hands slid from her face and neck down her chest to her breasts as he kneaded them and pinched her nipples gently, causing her to moan even louder as her climax intensified. He could feel her cunt throbbing on his dick... Suddenly, Amanda hunched forward again and dove down to crush her mouth to his and swipe her tongue inside a few times before backing off and pleading in a hoarse whisper, "Please, Jack... come for me! Tell me what to do to make you come!" He grasped her face again. "Just kiss me, Amanda," he groaned deeply. "Just kiss me!" he pleaded hoarsely. Mmmm....!!!" She moaned desperately once more as she bit his lower lip and then parted his lips and plunged her tongue inside his mouth to stroke his and then suck it between her lips, inviting him to invade her mouth the same way his cock was invading her pussy. Amanda heard Jack's moan deepen as his hips began to buck beneath her. She countered his movements and slammed herself onto his dick as she felt him erupt inside her, grunting softly from the force of her thrusts. She slowed as he did, matching the movement of his hips with hers, grinding with him as his climax abated. Then she suddenly collapsed. The long night without sleep, the hours spent vigorously fucking the night before and so far that morning finally caught up to her. She lay on top of him, panting raggedly and her eyes refused to open. "Amanda... are you OK?" Jack asked worriedly. "Mm mm..." was all she could manage. "What's wrong, sweet girl?" he asked softly as he stroked her hair away from her face. "Just a little tired at the moment, that's all..." she forced softly past her lips that didn't want to move from where they rested against his neck. Jack chuckled softly and wrapped his arms around her. "I've done most of the work up until these last fifteen minutes or so, and you're the one who's tired?!!! And you had the nerve to call me an 'old' man?" He felt her shaking slightly as she laughed with him. "Well... rest for a few minutes, sweet girl, and then I want you to come for a walk with me. I'm not tired enough to go back to sleep yet, and I think this would be a good time to talk about what's going on between us. I think we need to try and figure out where to go from here... don't you?" Amanda sighed heavily and nodded in agreement, too afraid to try to say anything for fear that her voice would give away how scared she was to think about any kind of "future" with Jack Nicholson. Every time she tried to imagine a "future" with him, it always ended with her heart broken because she expected that some day, Jack would be... "Jack" and it would shatter her love for him because he did it to her... She could love him the way he was because it was other women whose hearts were being broken... this time, it would be hers... ********** Neither one of them had any clue where to start. Jack and Amanda were strolling along the cool sand where the edges of the waves were washing ashore on Arroyo Burro Beach in Santa Barbara just below the bluff where their bungalow was perched at Pacific Views Inn & Cottages. They had stood together at the top of the bluff and watched the sun rise over the eastern horizon before making their way down the path to the beach below. Jack had donned a pair of shorts and a shirt, which he'd left unbuttoned. It was fluttering at his sides and behind him in the early morning breeze. Amanda couldn't help but notice how sexy he looked. And Jack kept glancing at Amanda. The soft, thin material of the calf-length sleeveless dress she was wearing was plastered to the front of her body by the stiff, cool breeze. It was obvious she was naked beneath the dress... her hard nipples were poking straight forward and the skirt of the dress flapped behind her bare legs, as it was unbuttoned to her upper thighs. Jack shook his head and chuckled to himself as he felt his cock stirring again. Goddamn, Jack... you're supposed to be talking to her... not thinking about taking her over to one of those big rocks, pinning her against it and fucking her again... He reached out and took her hand as they were walking. "Amanda... I really don't know how I want this weekend to end... I'm looking forward to taking you to the Lakers game tonight, but after that... I just don't know what I see happening next." Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 09 "Me either, Jack," she answered softly. "I never expected things to turn out like this... I still can't believe that you... have feelings for me. This just comes as such a... shock to me. You're not supposed to love any woman... I mean... how could you when it's impossible for you to stay faithful to any woman..." "Fuckin' hell... thanks a lot for that vote of confidence in my ability to love!" Jack snorted sarcastically. Then he frowned and added, "Shit... it's not like you aren't stating a well-known fact..." "I'm sorry, Jack... I can't help but think about that fact since I'm now potentially one of the women you will eventually betray..." Amanda couldn't bring herself to tell him that his betrayal of her would only happen if he ever stopped wanting her around... She would NOT outright tell him that she didn't care if he fucked other women... as long as she never knew about it and he always came back to her. She'd be a fool to give him carte blanche permission to screw around on her all he wanted! Jack came to a sudden stop and released her hand to gesture wildly as he spoke in frustration. "Goddamn it, Amanda... you sound like you're already assuming that I want a relationship with you! You keep forgettin', honey... I'm supposedly already involved in a long-term relationship that has just gotten even more totally screwed up because I met you! So... thanks a lot for that!" Amanda gritted her teeth to steel her emotions and remain calm. "I didn't say I was expecting a relationship with you, Jack! I said I was 'potentially' someone you'd betray... Even if you decided you wanted to pursue a relationship with me, it doesn't mean I'd agree! I love you, Jack, but I'm just not prepared to have my heart broken by you!" Jack felt like he was being stabbed in the heart every time she voiced her doubt in his ability to love her. He looked down for a moment so she couldn't see the pain he knew must've been flashing in his eyes. He swallowed the pain and turned it to anger as he looked back up at her. "Well... you sure have a funny fuckin' way of professing your love for me!!! One second you say you love me and with the very next breath you're stating with certainty that I'm gonna break your heart! You can't even see your way clear to give me the benefit of the doubt! Thanks again, sweetheart!!!" he snarled with typical "Jack" pissiness. Amanda couldn't stop the tears that sprang into her eyes. Her voice was strained from the unshed tears. "Well... what the hell am I supposed to believe, Jack?!!! Look at your past history!!! Has there ever been one woman in your life that you were completely faithful to for the duration of your relationship with her?!!" He folded his arms across his chest and just stared stoically at her with one of his eyebrows cocked. He obviously wasn't going to respond, as he knew she knew the answer to that. So she continued, her voice reflecting her pain and agitation. "And what would make me any different than any of those other women... other than the fact that I was a virgin?!! Big fuckin' deal... so you're the first man to ever fuck me, Jack!!! Can you honestly tell me that fact alone is enough to make me so much more special that you'd never contemplate fuckin' any other woman but me ever again?!!!" She paused to see if he'd react in any way. He just raised his eyebrows as if in agreement and was waiting to see if she had anything further to add. " I guess we both know the answer to that... and I appreciate the fact that you're not even attempting to lie to me about any of this!!!" Amanda paused again as a sob burst forth from the sudden painful thought that crossed her mind. "But maybe, Jack... JUST MAYBE, I MIGHT HAVE GIVEN YOU THE BENEFIT OF THE DOUBT IF YOU'D LIED TO ME AND PROMISED ME THAT YOU'D LOVE ME FOREVER AND NEVER WANT ANOTHER WOMAN BUT ME FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!!!" She spun around and took off running down the beach as tears streamed from her eyes and sobs tore from her soul. She didn't even bother to look back and see his reaction or whether he was following her... she fervently hoped he wouldn't. She needed to be away from him for a while and try to sort out her confused emotions... Jack just stood there on the beach watching Amanda running away from him after painfully admitting to him that she'd wanted him to lie to her... She'd also admitted from the beginning that she had no delusions as to what kind of man he really was and yet she still loved him... Jack Nicholson was suddenly shaken to his core from the realization that Amanda Lewis loved him more than any woman ever had in his life... Now he just had to figure out how much that really meant to him... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 10 You can't just let her run off by herself in her current state of mind, Jack... She's upset and she could probably use some kind of reassurance from you that her love for you is not totally ill advised... Ohhh... fuckin' forget her, Jack! She had no right to hurt you that way... And you know she's just HOPIN' that you'll come after her because it will prove she's got you wrapped around her little finger now... For God's sake, Jack... you know she'd never believe that... she knows you too well... including how goddamned selfish you are! How could what she said have hurt you when you know damn well it's the truth?!! She's not expecting you to come after her and she probably doesn't want you to... Just don't leave her alone for too long... I think if the chick ain't back in an hour beggin' your forgiveness for actin' like such a bitch... I say take off and leave her ass here... make her figure out on her own how to get back to L.A.!!! OH... NOW YOU'VE JUST GONE TOO FAR, YOU ASSHOLE!!! I oughtta beat the shit outta myself for even contemplating that... Jack Nicholson growled in frustration and turned around to start walking in the opposite direction up Arroyo Burro Beach in Santa Barbara from where Amanda Lewis had turned and run away from him. He'd watched her disappear among some large monolithic rocks that dotted the beach a few hundred yards from where they'd been standing. He headed up the beach and took the path back up the bluff and decided he'd just wait for her in the bungalow. He was sure she'd come back as soon as she'd calmed down. He glanced back down the beach one last time to see if he spotted her anywhere, but there was no sign of her among the rocks... and he didn't notice that the tide was coming in... ********** Amanda wound her way around the huge rocks looking for a spot to just sit and cry for a few minutes. She finally found a large rock nestled up against the bluff with a nice flat area several feet up that she could sit on and be protected from the cool breeze by the larger rocks in front of it. The sun wasn't yet high enough in the sky to help warm her; the rocks were still in the shade created by the bluff. She carefully climbed up and was pleasantly surprised to find that the rock still felt warm. She figured it must've been left over heat radiating from it after being heated by the afternoon sun the day before. At any rate, she was grateful for the warmth, as she was chilled not only by the cool breeze from the ocean but also by recalling the cold gaze Jack had leveled at her while she was reminding him of his inability to be faithful to any woman. Fresh tears filled her eyes and spilled down her cheeks as she briefly thought how cruel it was of her to throw that back at him... The expression on his face had seemed totally indifferent, but now she recalled seeing a brief flash of pain in his eyes. Amanda sat down and hugged her knees in front of her as she leaned her forehead on them and cried for a few moments. She suddenly noticed how tired she felt and remembered that she hadn't gotten a wink of sleep the night before... Jack had made love to her until after two o'clock in the morning, when he'd finally fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion. But she'd laid awake all night, watching him, feeling sick at the prospect that she had less than twenty-four hours to spend with Jack Nicholson... the first man she'd ever loved... the man she'd given her virginity to... very probably the only man she would ever love again... Even though she'd never believed he would ever love her... And now he professed to... But she was also well aware what type of man he was... or had been in the past. What was the likelihood that he'd actually change his ways for her? But he seemed to want to... Amanda whimpered in confusion and lay back against the warm surface of the rock. A wave of tiredness swept over her and she couldn't keep her eyes open. She told herself that she'd just rest for a few minutes so her mind could focus better... Before she even realized it, she was fast asleep... ********** Amanda twitched and shivered as a spray of cold water splashed onto her body. She almost thought she was back home in Tennessee and that her mother was rudely trying to awaken her again by throwing a cup of water in her face. She'd taken to doing that when Amanda was a teenager after staying up late the night before when she and her father had gotten involved in one of their marathon games of Monopoly... that almost always ended in a tie! Both of them were ruthless and neither of them could beat the other unless one of them happened to get luckier with the dice! They'd always asked her mother to play with them, and she had... in the beginning. But, her mother was not ruthless when it came to the game and she and her father had always managed to force her out first, which just pissed her mother off, so she quit playing after the first five or six times. She'd always stomped away from the table like a petulant child, yelling that the two of them always "ganged up" on her. Amanda and her father had tried not to laugh until she was out of the room. Amanda took a deep breath and sighed as her half-conscious brain struggled to hang onto the warm thoughts of her father and take them with her into unconsciousness again so she could have a more pleasant dream. But she was suddenly jerked into wakefulness when she felt another spray of cold water on her body again. She sat up quickly and looked around, not remembering at first where she was or how she got there. Then she recalled the argument with Jack on the beach and running to get away from him so she could be alone and sort out her jumbled feelings. Now she realized that while she'd been sleeping on the rock, the tide had come in and waves were now washing up against the rocks... she was trapped. The waves were coming in too fast for her to try to climb down and make her way back up the beach... they'd surely throw her into the surrounding rocks and that was just asking to be killed! She looked above her and saw that she could climb a little higher so there'd be less likelihood of her getting soaked or washed off the rock by a wave. But even if she could make it to the top, there was still at least a good twenty or thirty feet of nothing but sheer dirt and loose rocks on the face of the bluff that would be impossible for her to climb. Amanda realized she was, indeed, trapped... at least until the tide went out again and she had no idea how long that would take. She knew enough to know that there were usually at least two full cycles of high and low tides every twenty-four hours, which meant she would probably be stuck on this rock for at least another four to six hours... unless someone came looking for her... But would Jack know where she'd ended up? He might believe that she'd kept going down the beach and ended up somewhere else... Would he even wonder why or care that she hadn't come back yet?!!! She figured she'd learn the answer to that depending on how long she was stuck on this rock... She climbed up to the higher, safer spot on the rock and saw that she could go no further... the rock was too smooth; there was nothing for her to grip so she could climb safely. She sat down and leaned back on the rock while she waited... and hoped... Maybe Jack Nicholson would come to her rescue... again... Only she had no idea how long she'd have to wait... or if he'd even come looking for her... ********** By 9:30, Jack was pacing worriedly on the patio of the bungalow he and Amanda had been sharing at Pacific Views Inn & Cottages. It had been over two and a half hours since she'd left him on the beach... he'd fully expected her to be back already. He finally decided to go back down to the beach and look for her. He headed out onto the bluff and glanced down the beach to the rocks where he'd last seen her. Then he froze in his tracks and his stomach tightened into a knot. The rocks were surrounded by the waves washing in. If Amanda was still down there, she'd have to have climbed onto a rock in order to get out of the water... and there was no other way off the beach at that point except straight up the bluff! Jack took off running along the edge of the bluff down toward that area of the beach where he was sure she was trapped. Matt the massage therapist and Mark, the pool waiter who'd flirted with Amanda the day before, were walking from the employee parking area toward the main Inn when they spotted Jack Nicholson running along the bluff. They glanced at each other questioningly and then both took off toward him to find out what was going on. "AMANDA!!! AMANDA!!!" Jack yelled loudly as he approached the area of rocks on the beach below. He slowed down and then stopped running and started making his way carefully along the edge of the bluff, peering over as far as he could as he continued to call her name. Finally, as he neared one of the rocks closest to the bluff, he heard a faint answer. "Jack?!!! Jack, is that you?!!! I'm here!" He could hear her, but he couldn't see her. "Amanda... where are you? I can't see you!" He heard her voice again, sounding a little closer as he got right over top of the nearest rock. "I'm stuck on a rock! There's water all around me! I have no way to get down! The waves would throw me into the other rocks! And the waves are getting closer to where I am! I don't know what to do! I can't climb any higher... I've already tried!" He could hear the fear and agitation in her voice. He was also getting dizzy from leaning over and trying to peer straight down a sheer drop of more than fifty feet, so he sank down onto his knees and crawled as close the edge of the bluff as he dared. Then he lay down on his stomach and scooted forward carefully until he was peering at Amanda about thirty feet down on the rock. There was no way she could climb up, nor could he climb down. His heart was racing and he was genuinely scared for her. His voice shook slightly as he called to her. "Amanda... just stay where you are! I'm going to go get some help, OK?!!!" "Just where do you think I'm going to go, Jack?" she replied sarcastically. Her sarcasm felt like a knife in his heart again. "Goddamn it, Amanda... you don't need to act like a smart ass! I'll be back as soon as I can!" Just then, Matt and Mark arrived. "Is something wrong, Mr. Nicholson?" Matt asked worriedly. Jack twisted his upper body and turned his head to look up at them. "Nooo... nothing's wrong! I'm just getting a closer look at my girlfriend trapped on this rock... wishing I had a camera with a telephoto lens so I could get a picture of the pissed look on her face! Now... would either of you boys happen to have a camera? Or perhaps an idea how we might get her off this rock?!!!" "FUCK YOU, JACK!!!" Amanda yelled from below. "Now who's bein' the smart ass?!!!" He looked back down at her. "Would you like me to just leave you down there until the tide goes out again? Maybe you need a little more time to cool off!" Mark chose that moment to speak up before things got out of control. "Uh... Mr. Nicholson... I happen to have my repelling gear in my car. I'll go get it and then I can climb down and bring her back up." "Yeah... you do that. But no need to rush... it sounds like she needs a little time to simmer down." He looked back down again. "Did you hear that, Amanda? The hunky pool waiter is gonna come to your rescue this time! And I'll just bet he's gonna be hopin' for the same reward I got!!!" Amanda's only response was to shoot him the finger and then turn her back on him. Jack closed his eyes as he backed away from the edge to stand up again. You stupid jerk... Why did you say that?!!! Why the hell are you so fuckin' mad at her?!!! She didn't do this on purpose... How do you know?!! She's probably testing you... seein' how far you'll go for her... how many hoops she can make you jump through... That's bullshit, Jack, and you know it! She was scared and confused when she ran away from you and now she's been trapped on that rock for at least a couple hours, probably wondering if you even cared enough to come looking for her... You know she's hurting and she's just covering it up with anger! You have to admire her spunk... Well... she's certainly proving that there's only so much of my shit that she'll take without firing back... Jack glowered at the handsome pool waiter as he sheepishly turned around and trotted back toward the Inn to go get his gear. Then he glanced at Matt the masseur and saw the look of concern on his face. He turned away from Matt and just paced back and forth as he waited for Amanda's rescuer to return. Matt knew better than to ask any nosy questions this time. Whatever was going on between Jack Nicholson and the lovely Amanda was really none of his business. And he could tell Jack was in no mood to talk about anything... ********** Fifteen minutes later, Matt and Jack were anchoring the line that Mark was using to lower himself down the bluff to where Amanda was waiting. It took Mark a couple minutes to get Amanda securely strapped to him and then he yelled up to Matt and Jack to start pulling them up. Mark was doing his best not to react to Amanda the same way he had yesterday as soon as he'd seen her at the pool in that white string bikini. But it was even more difficult now because she was plastered against him face to face, her legs straddling his and her arms wrapped tightly around him. He could feel her generous breasts crushed against his chest and her face was buried against his neck as she whimpered nervously and struggled to hold him even tighter using her legs as well. Then she gasped softly and raised her head to stare at him with her eyes wide. She'd inadvertently pressed her crotch against his and felt his hard cock. They both blushed. "I'm so sorry," Amanda muttered and then looked away over his shoulder. "It's not your fault... I mean... well... it sorta is your fault... But not on purpose! I mean... you can't help the way I react to you any more than I can help it! So... I guess I'm sorry, too... My name's Mark, by the way..." he said quietly when she shyly looked back at him again. "Well... thank you so much for coming to my rescue, Mark. My name's Amanda." Then he asked her curiously, "What did Mr. Nicholson mean when he said that I'd probably be hopin' for the same reward he got for coming to your rescue?" Amanda snorted disgustedly and flopped her head on his right shoulder and replied, "Never mind! I can't believe he even said that!" she muttered angrily. "Two days... I haven't even known the man two days and already I want to kill him! He can't possibly still believe that we'd survive for longer than a weekend together!" Mark's eyebrows went up when realization dawned on him as to what that "reward" was that Jack had referred to. Obviously he meant sex. If they'd just met on Friday and were spending the weekend together, what else could it be other than sex?!!! He couldn't stop the soft snort of laughter that erupted at the thought that he had, indeed, wished that he would get a reward like that! Amanda lifted her head and looked at him again. "What was that about?" she asked him warily. Mark had the good grace to blush and look away as he answered her honestly. "I think I just figured out what that reward was and I... uh... yeah... I wish I could've gotten it. But I guess you already know that." He looked back at her and saw her smirking, trying not to laugh. He couldn't help but grin and then they both chuckled softly, just as they neared the top of the bluff. "Well, well, well... doesn't this look cozy!" Jack sneered as he peered over on his hands and knees, reaching down to offer Mark his hand and arm to help them up over the edge of the bluff while Matt held on to the rope. With Jack's help, Mark and Amanda finally managed to roll themselves up over the edge. As luck would have it, Mark ended up on top of Amanda in, what looked like, a very compromising position. In his embarrassment, he fumbled with the gear, unsuccessfully trying to get them separated for almost a minute. Jack stood looking down at them with his arms folded over his chest. "Would you mind getin' the fuck off my girlfriend?!!" he growled menacingly at the young, good-looking pool waiter who looked like he was unsuccessfully trying not to enjoy being trapped between Amanda's shapely thighs and on top of her curvy body. Mark finally freed himself and stood up quickly to help Amanda to her feet, and then fumbled again when he tried to help her out of the harness that was strapped around her hips and thighs. When he finally got it off of her, she leaned forward and tiptoed to kiss his cheek softly. Then she smiled coyly at him and reached up to touch his cheek. "I don't know how to thank you, Mark. Well... I have an idea, but for obvious reasons, it wouldn't be appropriate! So, I hope the kiss was sufficient..." Mark didn't notice the anger simmering in Jack Nicholson's eyes as he smiled back at her. "You're certainly welcome, Amanda. And I'll do my best to settle for just a kiss..." "OHHHHH... By all means, Amanda! Why don't you take young Mark here back to the bungalow and give him the reward you obviously feel he deserves!!!" Jack yelled at her. Amanda whipped around to face him and hissed, "You say one more stupid thing like that and I WILL!" "That's IT!!!" Jack snarled as he grabbed her arm and started dragging her back along the bluff. Matt and Mark looked at each other frowning, wondering if they should now try to rescue Amanda from Jack Nicholson! She didn't appear to be struggling to get away from him and she certainly wasn't looking back at them and pleading for them to come to her rescue... They wisely decided to stay out of it... ********** As soon as they got inside the cottage, this time it was Jack who slammed the door shut and backed Amanda up against it with his right hand tightly gripping her chin, forcing her to look at him. "Just what the fuck are you tryin' to do to me, Amanda?!!! I've never let any woman get away with talkin' to me and treatin' me the way you have this morning! Not even women I've known and cared about for years! Just who the hell do you think you are?" "Well, according to you, I'm your girlfriend..." she said disgustedly, making the term sound every bit as derogatory as the asshole who'd called her that in the dining room of the Inn the night before. Then she continued heatedly, "Only you sure have a funny fuckin' way of showin' it!" She threw his own words back at him from their earlier argument. "If you treated other women like this for much less minor offenses than what you think I've done, then no wonder you've never been able to sustain a relationship! But you know what the worst part about that is? I think you've done it on purpose! You're too afraid to let any woman get too close to you so you drive them away as soon as you start to have 'feelings' for them! Is that it, Jack? Have I figured out your secret to staying away from commitment?" Jack's mouth tightened as he gritted his teeth from the effort it was taking him not to move his hand from her chin to her throat and throttle her a couple of times. He didn't want to admit that what she said sounded dangerously close to the truth. All he knew was that he had to throw her off the track somehow. He could not allow her to keep gaining the upper hand with him. And the only way he could keep her off balance was with sex... But he was so angry at the moment that he didn't know if he'd be able to pull it off. Normally, every time he'd touched Amanda, his blood had been stirred to boiling and his dick had hardened almost instantly. But at the moment, he was so angered at her that his desire had receded somewhat. And his anger was starting to build at the thought that she could keep him from the one thing that he desired the most from any woman... He had to regain control somehow... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 10 Jack suddenly released her and stalked away from the door. Then he spun around and fixed her with an icy stare. "And what about you, Amanda? You're what... twenty-three years old now and you were still a virgin? It seems pretty obvious that you've managed to avoid any kind of commitment so far yourself. Why is that? You're a beautiful, sexy young woman... don't try to tell me that no young men have ever been interested in you. Look at how the young studs Mark and Matt were eyeing you!!! And I saw the look in your eyes when Mark had you pinned on the ground beneath him and I noticed the bulge in his shorts when he stood up!!! He wanted you and you wanted him!" Amanda raised her eyebrows at him. "Yeah... so what?!!! How many women have you seen that made your dick hard and it made you want THEM? What's the matter, Jack? Can't handle the thought that I might want another man? Can't handle the image of another man fucking me?!!" "You little bitch!" he snarled quietly as he moved in front of her again. "Stop trying to turn this back on me and answer my questions! Why the hell did you save your virginity for me?!!! What the hell ever made you think that I might actually WANT IT?!! How long would you have gone on pining away as an old maid if you and I hadn't met by sheer coincidence just two days ago?!!!" Amanda frowned and blinked as she tried to figure out the answers. "I... I'm not sure I can answer those questions," she replied quietly as she looked down. "Well TRY any way!" Jack growled as he forced her to look up at him again. "I wasn't saving my virginity for you... And I had no idea that you'd ever WANT it! I just haven't met any other man that affected me so physically the way you do. No other man has ever made me feel as hot as you do!" "That's BULLSHIT, Amanda! I saw the way you looked at Mark! You were hot for him!!!" "I COULDN'T HELP THAT!!!" she screamed. "His hard cock was rubbing directly against me and no other man but you has ever gotten that close! And now that you've shown me how good fucking can be, noticing an attractive man who obviously wants me suddenly turns me on!!! But it doesn't mean that I have any other 'feelings' for him! Just like you, Jack, I've discovered that I can be turned on by someone I'm not in love with..." Jack closed his eyes and turned away from her as he spoke quietly. "Amanda... Have you ever considered the possibility that you were never really in love with me? Maybe you confused your lust and desire for me as feelings of love... I've done it myself... lots of times..." Yeah... like maybe with her... She sighed. "Maybe in the beginning I did... I was only eighteen at the time. But that was five years ago, Jack... five years! And my feelings have only deepened since then... that's why I want to have your baby! Even if I can't keep YOU in my life, I'll have something of you to cherish forever..." Jack spun around to face her again. "Amanda... if you know me as well as you claim to, how the hell could you not have known that I'd have a problem with fathering a child and then just walking away?!!! You must know the real story about my background and how I stand on abortion rights... so you had to know this would be a problem for me! How could you consider doing this to me and still claim to love me?!!!" Amanda frowned sadly. "Well... I sorta... lied about WHY I really wanted this. I knew you'd more than likely want to be involved with your child... It was my selfish way of still having you in my life somehow... Even if you didn't... want me... any more, I'd still get to see you because of our child..." "But WHY, Amanda? WHY are you so desperate to hold onto me? Is it because you want money or just because of who I am?" he asked sarcastically as he got right in her face. "OH... FUCK YOU, JACK NICHOLSON!!!" she shouted as she brought her hands up and shoved him back as she stalked away from the door. Then she spun around to glare at him. "You really think I'm just some stupid groupie?!!! And I told you before... I don't need your goddamn money! I have plenty of my own!!! I want your child because I love you, you stupid jerk!!! Although, for the life of me, when you start actin' like this, I have to wonder why I'd still want you in my life..." she muttered as she threw her arms out in an exasperated gesture and let them flop to her sides again. Jack stood still for a moment staring at her, his utter confusion was written all over his face. Amanda almost started to feel sorry for him... he looked like he had no idea what to believe. But she had to make him believe that she loved him... somehow she had to make him believe that... And the only thing that Jack usually responded to was sex... even though he didn't always equate sex with love... If she could just remind him how good it was between them when they made love... Amanda slowly moved toward him, staring at him with the love and desire she'd always felt for him reflected in her eyes. She didn't stop until the front of her body was touching his. Then she wound her arms around his shoulders and clutched the back of his neck and head. "Jack... even if you don't believe what I've said, how can you not believe what our bodies have told us... We're good together... and it's not just because of our mutual physical attraction! It comes from love as well... I think you loved me even before you took my virginity. Remember how tender you were? How good you made it for me? Would you have been that gentle if you hadn't cared a great deal for me in some way? You love me, Jack... I know you do... and I love you..." she whispered against his lips just before she kissed him. She nibbled at his firm lips until she felt them start to soften and then she plastered her lush lips to his, begging them to part. She could feel his anger slipping away as his lips responded to hers and his hands came up to grip her waist. Their kiss was beginning to deepen... She's doin' it to you again, Jack... she's distracting you... You still don't really know where things stand between the two of you and I don't think you're gonna get a straight answer from her about that... Shut the fuck up... your dick's getin' hard... don't ruin it now by worrying about all this emotional shit... just get as many fucks outta the little bitch as you can before you dump her when you get back to L.A. later... Don't forget... you promised to take her to the Lakers game with you tonight... Oh, fuck... that means you won't be rid of her until after eight o'clock... Oh, well... at least she's a fan and she knows the game so you won't hafta be answerin' a lot of stupid, inane questions... Damn, Jack... she's really getin' serious with this kiss... she's suckin' your tongue like she'd rather be suckin' your dick... You know you deserve it for the shit she's put you through... He brought his hands up from her waist to her face and forcefully broke their kiss. He stared heatedly at her as he breathed heavily. "You're gonna hafta prove to me how badly you want my dick, Amanda..." he growled quietly. She smiled sexily as she moved her hand to the front of his shorts and felt his semi-flaccid cock. She rounded her eyes innocently and spoke in a soft, shy voice. "What's the matter, Daddy Jack... you havin' a hard time getin' it up for your baby? You want your sweet girl to suck your cock hard for you?" Jack Nicholson growled menacingly. He was both angered and turned on by what she said... and how she said it. He moved his hands from her face to her shoulders and pushed downward, indicating for her to kneel in front of him. "Careful, Amanda..." he gritted through his teeth. If you continue to push me, I'm gonna hafta spank your sweet ass!!! So, you'd better be a damn good cocksucker if you want Daddy Jack to fuck your hot little cunt!!!" Amanda was doing her best not to let Jack see just how turned on she was by his forcefulness. She'd always imagined him as a very erotic and demanding lover and she was relishing bringing out this side of his libido. She stared up at him with a mixture of lust and innocence on her face as she opened his shorts and pulled them down his legs so he could step out of them. She sat back on her lower legs as she worked her mouth and hands over his entire crotch, laving his cock with her tongue before sucking it fully into her mouth. Her hands massaged his balls until his dick was fully hard and then she slid them around to his ass to grip him and guide his thrusts as she swallowed him entirely. "Goddaaaamn, Amanda," Jack breathed as his head flopped backward. His hands were gripping the back of her head as she sucked him all the way into her mouth and her throat. He'd found very few women in all his years who could give head that good... but Amanda was one of the best. And she was really good in the respect that she was keeping him just on the verge of orgasm. She'd suck his cock hard and fast for a bit and then slow down to lave him softly until his breathing would even out again and then she'd go right back to the intense sucking again. She WAS a damn good cocksucker... and her hot little cunt deserved a good fuck... Jack Nicholson's anger over whatever they'd been arguing about was completely forgotten. All he could think about was, once again, sliding his dick inside Amanda Lewis' amazingly tight pussy and feeling her arms and her long shapely legs wrap around him... It was the only place he'd ever felt both excited and comfortable at the same time... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 11 Jack Nicholson stared down at Amanda Lewis' lovely face as she released his rigid cock from between her luscious lips. The smile he gave her was full of contented passion, desire and lust. "That was the best blowjob I've ever had, sweet girl... even though I didn't come! But I didn't want to. You deserve a reward for that talented mouth of yours..." He helped her to stand and then led her into the bedroom of their seaside bungalow at Pacific Views Inn & Cottages in Santa Barbara. He removed his unbuttoned shirt, the only clothing he was still wearing, as his shorts had been left on the floor in the main room. Then he started working the buttons on the front of her dress until it was completely open. He pushed it aside and stared at her gorgeous body as his fingers softly caressed her breasts. Then his hands moved up to her shoulders to push the dress from her body. Jack leaned forward and kissed Amanda's lush lips, moaning softly as he recalled the sight and the sensation of them wrapped around his throbbing dick. His lips tingled and his mouth watered as the desire to kiss her pouty pussy and taste her sweet juices made his cock twitch and ache in anticipation. He grasped her face and kissed her deeply for a moment and then dragged his mouth down her body as he knelt in front of her. Jack stared in awe at her lovely cunt, the dark, neatly trimmed hair already dewy in evidence of her desire for him. He ran his hands up the backs of her thighs to her shapely ass and gripped her cheeks firmly as he leaned forward and kissed her soft pussy as gently as he had her mouth, and then swiped his tongue between her labia to taste her sweetness. Their simultaneous moans sounded in perfect harmony. Amanda's hands automatically moved to hold his head in place. She was pleased that Jack had praised her as giving him the best blowjob he ever had, but the man was no slouch at eating pussy! His talented tongue quickly had her moaning loudly and her hips undulating against his mouth as he stimulated her clit. She cried out as she came and her knees nearly collapsed as his tongue lapped at her pussy, greedily licking up every bit of her sweet juices. "Oh God, Jaaaack," she moaned softly as her fingers dug into his hair as her hands still clutched at the back of his head. She lifted her head dangling backward from her neck to look down at him with his mouth still buried in her and pleaded softly, "Jack, please... make love to me now..." He slowly backed away and stared up at her with passion and desire burning in his sexy hazel eyes. She stood still as he gripped her hips and stood up, and then he pulled her against him and crushed her body to his as he took her mouth in a deeply erotic kiss. They moaned and moved together toward the bed to sink down onto it and entwine in a passionate embrace, their hands firmly caressing each other. Their mouths took turns breaking their hot, wet kisses to travel down a neck and gently suck, nibble or lick on the sensitive flesh, only to be drawn back to the other's lips to capture the sensual moans that were elicited. Jack couldn't get over how good it felt when Amanda rolled him onto his back and dragged her lips down his neck to his chest and swirled her tongue over his skin, moaning softly as she tasted him, and then paused to rake her tongue firmly over his nipples and then bit them gently. He groaned deeply and then smiled when she looked up at him in surprise. "Yes, sweet girl... that feels good to me, too. Not as good as it does for you, I'm sure, but it's very pleasant. And I especially love that you took the time to explore my body that way." So many women he'd been with had always thought all he wanted was a quick, hard fuck... and a lot of the time that was true. But, sometimes... he liked to take things a little slower and he appreciated it when a woman wanted to give him pleasure in ways that didn't involve such direct stimulation. "It makes me feel... loved..." he added softly as his hand caressed her face. Amanda closed her eyes and smiled and then leaned down to plant a kiss on the patch of dark, but graying, hair in the middle of his chest. Then she looked back up at him and sighed, "I do love you, Jack... so much that it scares me," she whispered as tears gathered in her eyes. "I know, sweet girl," Jack said gently as his hands urged her face back up to his to kiss her tenderly and wipe away a couple tears that slipped from the corners of her eyes with his thumbs before he released her cheeks. Then he moved sideways, turning her onto her back and leaned over her to continue kissing her sensually until she moaned softly, indicating that she was no longer on the verge of tears. He moved over top of her when he felt her right leg brushing up and down his left leg and then urging him closer. Lifting his head, he watched her face as he settled between her thighs, the tip of his cock nestled in the fleshy folds of her wet pussy. Her eyelids lowered and her lips parted as she widened her thighs and welcomed his cock as he slowly slid inside her. Her tears returned and she whimpered softly when he whispered against her lips, "And I love you, Amanda..." just before he kissed her tenderly and began to thrust slowly into her. Her soft whimpers gradually turned into moans as his thrusts became deeper and a little more forceful. He lifted his head to watch her again and noticed for the first time just how beautiful she looked as he moved inside her. She was the most sensual lover he'd ever had. Her eyes would open to look at him with love and desire as he pulled back from her, but then they closed again as she moaned and arched in pleasure as he thrust into her. He slowed his movement as he pulled back so he had more time to stare into her passionate brown eyes before plunging back inside her warm, wet, welcoming flesh, unable to stop the deep groans of pleasure on each inward thrust. They continued to watch each other as he varied the speed and forcefulness of his movements, drawing out their lovemaking for as long as possible. They also changed position a few times so she could take over for a bit and keep him from tiring. Finally, after Amanda had ridden Jack's cock to her fourth amazing orgasm, they both silently agreed it was time... She moved beneath him and they wrapped around each other as he thrust earnestly to bring on the powerful orgasm that had been building inside him ever since her luscious lips and tongue had first stroked him almost two hours earlier. Jack groaned loudly as he felt like it began at his toes and then burned up his body until his cock exploded inside her, throbbing harder then he could ever remember in his life. He could just barely feel the soft flesh of Amanda's pussy pulsing as she came with him. "Oh my GOD, Amanda..." he moaned as his hips bucked into her from the force of his climax. "Ohhhhh God... my sweet Amanda..." he groaned softly against her neck as his orgasm faded. When he could breathe steadily again, Jack Nicholson lifted his head and stared into the most warm, loving, and passion-filled pair of brown eyes he'd ever seen. "I love you, Amanda Lewis... And I'm scared, too," he added quietly as he rested his forehead against hers. They lay still and just held each other for a moment before getting up to go into the bathroom and clean up. Just as they were putting their clothes back on, there was a knock at the front door of the cottage and a man's voice announced, "Food Service delivery for Bungalow six!" Amanda looked questioningly at Jack. "While you were gone earlier, I took the liberty of ordering a picnic lunch for us. I thought it would be nice to go back down to the beach and watch the waves as we eat... unless you had enough of the beach this morning?" he asked her carefully and then grinned as she chuckled and shook her head. He continued, "And hopefully, this time, we can have a calmer discussion of where we want to go from here." ********** Amanda looked out over the sparkling blue water as she took a sip of her soda to wash down the last bite of her sandwich. Jack had ordered them a tray of deli meats, cheeses and breads with lettuce, tomatoes and onions so that they could make their sandwiches however they liked them. The Inn's Food Service had also included packages of mustard, mayo and horseradish sauce as condiments. Jack had told her to fix her sandwich first and then he pretty much cleaned out what was left for his. They couldn't go back down to the beach for their picnic because the tide still had not receded far enough. But they found a spot where the bluff dipped down to where it was only about ten or twelve feet above where the waves were washing in. They had grabbed an extra blanket from their bungalow and walked the several hundred yards along the bluff up the beach until they'd found this fairly secluded spot. Jack was sprawled back, leaning on his left elbow, drinking a beer as he finished his sandwich. He downed the last of his beer after he swallowed the last bite of his sandwich and grinned at Amanda when she automatically reached into the small cooler they'd brought and pulled out another beer, unscrewed the cap and handed it to him. "Thank you, my sweet Amanda," he said sincerely as he took the cold bottle from her hand and then captured her fingers to kiss them softly. They continued to stare at each other for a few moments while they both sipped on their drinks until she closed her eyes and tipped her soda can up to drain the last of it. Then she tossed the can into the bag the food had been in and started to clear away their paper plates and napkins as well as the plastic tray that had held the food. When she was done, Jack patted the blanket beside him, indicating for her to lie down next to him. Amanda laid back and was squinting up at Jack as he turned and propped his head in his left hand. She couldn't see his eyes very well as the sun was shining in her face and Jack had his sunglasses on. He moved over her so that his head was blocking the sun from her face. "Thank you," she said as she smiled up at him. He leaned down and softly kissed her for a moment. "You're certainly welcome," he replied quietly. All right, Jack... you need to find out why she's so certain that you're gonna break her heart... "Amanda, I know you're well aware of my history when it comes to relationships with women... And I guess I can't blame you for being afraid that I'll eventually do something that will hurt you. But why are you so all fired certain that'll happen that you're not even willing to take the chance?" Amanda frowned and closed her eyes for a moment and then looked away from him when she opened them again. "Well... I guess I shouldn't accuse you by laying such certainty on something like that... but... I've had my heart broken before and I just can't stand the thought of going through that again... especially with you..." she added softly as she looked up at him again. "Who broke your heart, Amanda?" Jack asked softly. She closed her eyes and frowned even harder. "Come on, sweet girl, you're gonna have to tell me now. You can't just mention something like that and then let it drop. Now, tell me, who was it and how long ago?" She kept her eyes closed as she spoke quietly. "It was a guy I met my freshman year of college. He was cute and we'd noticed each other in our Economics class and we started talking at a mixer on campus one night the first couple weeks into the semester. We had a lot in common... I had just lost my Dad and his mother had died a couple years before that. He was as close to her as my Dad and I were. "Then I knew he was probably 'the one' when he mentioned that he was a big fan of yours and had seen every one of your movies. We started dating and our favorite dates were when he'd rent a couple of your movies and we'd go to his room to watch them and talk about our favorite parts of the movie or how much we liked your characterization. He could imitate you pretty good. That first Halloween, he dressed up like you... slicked his hair back, put on a pair of sunglasses and when he grinned, he looked almost just like you..." She smiled at the memory and opened her eyes to look up at the real Jack Nicholson, who was not grinning. Her smile faded. "Any way, I was smitten with him and things were great for the first year or so. But soon into our sophomore year, I noticed that he was starting to push me a little harder where sex was concerned. I had been honest with him at the beginning that I had promised my Dad I would stay a virgin until I married..." She paused as she swallowed and added, "That's another reason why I was so upset at hearing Dream Weaver right after I'd given my virginity to you without even contemplating marriage." She closed her eyes briefly and shook her head before she continued. "One night he rented 'The Postman Always Rings Twice,' and... I got a little carried away." She looked up at Jack nervously. "I told you that watching you in that movie turned me on... well he found out just how much it turned me on. He... I... let him get his hand between my legs and... when he felt how wet I was... well... he did everything he could to convince me that I wanted him as much as he wanted me. I was scared that he was going to keep pushing me on that so I told him the real reason why I was so turned on. Well... you can imagine how that made him feel." She frowned as she recalled the anger in Bruce's eyes. "I tried to explain to him that I did love him and wanted him, but I'd just let myself get too carried away and that I was saving myself for him... for when we married. I told him that night that I'd fallen hard for him and wanted to marry him and that I wanted our wedding night to be special... because of my promise to my Dad. I thought he had understood and accepted that and things seemed to get back to normal for a few months. "And then, in December 1983, he planned a special date for us the night Terms of Endearment opened at the local theatre. He took me to dinner, formally proposed to me with a ring and everything, and afterward, we went to the movie. Well, I just loved it and your character, of course... you had some great lines in that movie!" she added with a slight chuckle. "After the movie, we went back to his room and... things started to get carried away again and I tried to slow down. But Bruce was so insistent that since we knew we wanted to get married, there was no reason to wait and he kept pushing me and I kept trying to stop him. For a few minutes there, I was almost afraid he was going to rape me... but he finally stopped... and promptly broke off the engagement, yelling at me that he never wanted to see me again..." She closed her eyes as tears welled in them from the painful memory. Then she looked up at Jack again. "Ever since, I've been too afraid to let any guy get that close to me... especially physically. Most of the guys I've dated since have seemed like the only thing they were interested in was sex. I had decided that there was only one man I'd ever give up my virginity for without marrying him... I just never thought I'd actually get to meet you, and that you'd want me without even having to seduce you... And when you acted like you wanted to seduce me, Jack... you have no idea what that meant to me!" she said hoarsely as strong emotions constricted her throat muscles. Amanda lifted her hand to his cheek. "But I never counted on you loving me... never even expected that was a possibility. And now... I just don't know if I can handle it... handle having you in my life for a while all the time expecting that it could end at any time. I just... don't know what to do..." she said helplessly as her hand fell away from his face. Jack took a long chug of beer as he thought about what she'd been through. It was no wonder she was afraid... her heart had been broken once already partly because of her infatuation for him. And now she was facing the very real possibility that HE would break her heart again. Even he had to admit that, with his track record, it was a very strong possibility and she had every right to be afraid. But he was afraid, too... Jack... why are you so goddamned worried about hurting her? What about yourself? She knows you... If you let her into your life, she's gonna be watchin' you like a hawk and judgin' every little thing you do... You make one wrong move, and she's gonna be all over you and she'll threaten to walk out on you just like every other woman you've screwed around on... Except Anjelica... she's put up with your shit for years. Why she keeps takin' your sorry ass back is a complete mystery... Especially since she's the only other woman besides Amanda that hasn't been afraid to really stand up to you and tell it like it is... Fuck, Jack... you know exactly why Anjelica keeps takin' you back... because fuckin' her is almost as good as fuckin' Amanda... you fuck them so good that they keep comin' back for more. Amanda will probably be like Anjelica... no matter how many times you screw around on her, she'll take you back because she knows she'll never get it as good from any other man... But Jack... aren't you getin' a little sick and tired of feelin' like such an asshole every time you screw around on Anjelica? And your feelings for Amanda are just as strong, maybe even stronger since you've known her only two days... You know you'll feel like the scum of the earth the first time you screw around on Amanda... WHO SAYS I'M GONNA SCREW AROUND ON HER?!!! OH... sorry... too used to jumpin' to my own defense, here... That was a pretty stupid thing to say... Jack cleared his throat before he spoke. "Amanda... I really do understand why you're afraid that I'll hurt you at some point. I can't deny my record. I've only been with Anjelica for so many years because she's the only woman that has loved me enough to keep puttin' up with me screwin' around on her once in a while. I know what it must do to her and I've wondered so many times over the years why she keeps takin' me back, and the only answer I've come up with is that she must love me for some reason. So... if you love me like she does, won't you consider giving us a chance to see how things work out for us?" Amanda frowned and chewed on her lower lip for a moment, prompting Jack to lean down and lick her lip softly until she released it and parted them slightly. "Please?" he added huskily just before he kissed her deeply, sliding his tongue inside her mouth to sensuously stroke hers as further enticement. The next thing they knew, he was on top of her, kissing her erotically as their bodies writhed together, both of them moaning desperately. Without breaking their kiss or even stopping to question it, Amanda put her hands at the waist of his shorts. Jack lifted slightly so she could unsnap and unzip them and then she reached inside and grasped his already aching cock to stroke him as he groaned loudly. Jack broke their kiss just long enough to lift up and reach down to unbutton her dress far enough so the front opening exposed her crotch. He grinned wolfishly at her when he realized she was still pantieless. His grin faded as her hand on his hard dick was pulling him toward her as she raised her knees and spread her thighs. He pushed his shorts low enough to free his cock completely and then sank inside her wet, hot flesh as they both sighed and moaned in welcomed pleasure. "Say you'll at least think about it, Amanda," Jack groaned quietly as he stroked inside her sensuously. "How can you not when I can make you feel like this?" he asked huskily as she moaned and arched in pleasure. "Are you thinking about it, sweet girl?" he asked softly as he leaned down and kissed the column of her throat as her head tilted back. "Ohhhh Jaaaack... I can't think about... mmmmm... anything when you... ohhhhh... do this to me!" she gasped out between moans on his inward thrusts. Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 11 "Then don't try to think... just concentrate on how good this feels... how good we are together... how much I love you, Amanda..." Jack murmured as he continued to stroke inside her. Amanda felt so wanton. She was lying on a blanket on a bluff next to the ocean in Santa Barbara, California just several hundred yards away from Pacific Views Inn & Cottages, out in the open where anyone could see, and she was being fucked by Jack Nicholson. No... not fucked... he was making love to her... and he was fucking good at it! Especially when he moved his left hand down to her ass and tilted her hips to the best angle for sending his cock deep inside her. And he was doing it so sensuously, taking the time to savor every inch of his shaft sliding in and out of her and then grinding his hips against her when he was fully inside her, adding stimulation to her clit. He stroked a little faster and harder a few times and she felt the familiar tingle of an approaching orgasm. "Harder, Jack!" she moaned. "I'm about to come!" Jack immediately hammered into her until she wailed and her pussy throbbed around his cock. Jack moaned softly as he slowed his thrusts and enjoyed the sensation of her flesh squeezing his dick. He knew he'd never get over how good it felt to be inside her while she climaxed. He went right back to stroking her slowly and sensuously to see if he could build another orgasm for her, and it was starting to work for him, too, when he lowered his lips to hers and they both opened their mouths for a deeply sensual kiss. Their deep moans sounded as one as their tongues stroked to same rhythm as his cock was stroking her pussy. Jack suddenly realized they had to end it soon when he started to hear voices from the beach below the bluff. It sounded like a couple of kids running around along with a couple of adult voices. He suddenly increased the pace and the forcefulness of his thrusts because he knew she was about to come again... and so was he. Their moans increased in intensity and volume. "Hey Dad, what's that strange noise? It sounds like it's coming from up there!" "What's that son? What kind of noise is it and where's it coming from?" "Up there... I can't tell what kind of noise it is... I've never heard anything like that before..." "Ohhhhh... uh, it's nothing, son. Probably just some kind of bird that's sending out a warning signal that we're around. Come on... let's keep moving up the beach. We don't want to disturb them... I think it's their mating season... or something..." The voices quickly faded after that. Jack and Amanda looked at each other as their orgasms ended, having heard the whole conversation below. They couldn't stop the laughter that bubbled up from inside both of them. They held each other and laughed together for a few moments, and then he rolled off of her and collapsed beside her, still laughing softly as he worked his shorts back up and closed them. Then he reached for her hand. "See how much fun we could have together? I love the sound of your laughter, Amanda... it fills me with joy to hear you laugh! And you probably have as much of a sense of humor as I do... I think we're a lot more alike than you realize. I really think we'd be good together... don't you?" Amanda took a deep breath. "I'd really love to believe that, Jack... really I would. But I'm still scared... I'm afraid I'll end up hating you... and I do NOT want that to happen!!!" She could see him frowning again behind his sunglasses. "Let's just see how things go after the game tonight... OK? I'm pretty sure we'll both have a better sense by then of how things are going to go between us... don't you think?" She felt relieved when he grinned and agreed with her. It was getting close to two o'clock... they'd been out on the bluff for almost two hours. Amanda was starting to feel the effects of the sun on her exposed arms, even though she'd applied some suntan lotion before she left the cottage. "I think we'd better be getting back before I get burned... by the sun, I mean," she added quickly when Jack glanced at her with a frown. Then he snorted a quick embarrassed laugh before standing and helping her to her feet. He gathered up their blanket and the cooler and she carried the bag containing the remaining items from their picnic lunch and they walked in silence back to their seaside bungalow. They would need to leave by four o'clock in order to be sure they'd have plenty of time to get back to L.A. before the start of the Lakers game at 6:30 at The Forum. Amanda called the front desk of the Inn and asked if they could extend their checkout time to 3:30 instead of two o'clock, and the manager graciously agreed. They had an hour and a half to kill, so they decided to make use of the hot tub on their private patio again before they left. Jack and Amanda both groaned contentedly when they sank down into the bubbling warm water thirty minutes later after they'd packed most of their things. They didn't even bother with a swimsuit or shorts this time... they knew they wouldn't have stayed on any way. And besides... they didn't want to have to pack any wet items in their suitcase and bag! They relaxed next to each other for a while, reclining against the side, holding hands. Before they knew it, they were sound asleep. One minute they were relaxing in the warm jets of water, and the next minute, they were jerking awake at the sound of the phone ringing. Amanda jumped out of the hot tub and ran to grab the phone. "Hello? This is Amanda Lewis..." "Miss Lewis, this is the front desk calling. Is everything all right? You had called and requested a later check out at three-thirty, but it's now three-forty-five. Will you be ready to leave soon? We really do need to get the cottage ready for the next guests." "Oh! Yes... of course... I'm so sorry. We just lost track of time. We'll be there in about five or ten minutes. Is that OK?" "Certainly, Miss Lewis. We'll see you then. Good bye." Jack had followed her and both of them grinned at the fact that they had fallen asleep in the hot tub and were still naked and dripping wet... and pruny. They chuckled together as they hurriedly dried off, dressed and made sure that they hadn't left anything behind. Amanda followed Jack out the door, locking it behind her, as he carried their bags to his convertible sports coupe where he'd left it parked when they arrived Friday evening. They drove around to the main lobby of the Inn and Jack accompanied her inside to check out. He wanted to let the manager know how much he'd appreciated the staff's discretion at not letting on that he was there. The manager was most grateful when Jack Nicholson told him that he would certainly recommend their fine establishment to his celebrity pals as a place where they could get away for complete privacy and relaxation. Of course, the manager had no idea that Amanda Lewis had been there to rate their accommodations for the travel agency she worked for in L.A. She was happily going to give them five-star ratings across the board! She just hoped her bosses would believe her, since this was her first assignment. She also hoped she wasn't going to have to explain to them how she'd learned that it would be a great place for celebrities to "get away from it all..." Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 12 Sunday afternoon, April 19, 1987, Amanda Lewis and Jack Nicholson were headed back down Routes 1 and 101, leaving Santa Barbara and headed back to Los Angeles. Jack had asked Amanda if she wanted to attend the Lakers' game with him that evening, since he had pairs of season tickets to all the home games, and Amanda had excitedly accepted. The Lakers had been having one of their best seasons ever that year, despite the loss Friday night to the San Antonio Spurs... the first time that team had beaten them all season. Both Jack and Amanda had been disappointed when they'd learned of the loss late Friday night. But they were both sure they were in for a good game that evening, watching the Lakers play the Seattle Supersonics. Seattle had beaten the Lakers only once in their previous four games that season. Surely the Lakers would prevail once again, this close to the playoffs... Jack was glancing at Amanda when he noticed that her head kept dipping forward tiredly and she could hardly keep her eyes open. "What's the matter, sweet girl?" he asked loudly over the wind and traffic noise. "Have I worn you out?" he added with a chuckle when she looked at him. She smiled sleepily and replied, "Well, yes... but it also doesn't help that I didn't get any sleep last night." Jack frowned slightly. "Why couldn't you sleep?" When he glanced at her, he saw the sheepish look on her face and he knew it was because she'd been too worried about what was going to happen between them. "Never mind, sweet girl. Why don't you put your seat back and relax and try to take a nap? We've got at least an hour and a half before we get back to L.A. and you look like you could use the rest." Amanda leaned over and kissed his scruffy cheek, frowning as she smiled, wondering how she managed not to notice that Jack hadn't shaved all weekend. Then she reached down and reclined her seat and settled back comfortably to rest. She didn't think she'd be able to sleep, what with all the wind and noise, but at least she could rest her eyes and relax a little... Before she knew it, she was fast asleep. ********** The next thing Amanda was aware of was a loud honking of horns. She jerked awake and sat up, looking around. She instantly recalled that she was with Jack in his convertible sports coupe and that they had been on their way back to L.A. from Santa Barbara, and now she realized that they were pulling into the parking lot of The Forum in Inglewood where the Lakers played their home games. Car horns were blasting as Jack drove past lines of vehicles waiting to get into the main parking area on his way to the VIP parking section. She put her seat back up and ran her hands through her hair after she released it from the ponytail she'd bound it in for riding in the convertible. She also wiped her eyes and patted her cheeks a few times to help herself wake up when she yawned. Jack noticed her fidgeting with her hair and face. He reached over and caressed her left thigh gently. "You don't need to worry about that, Amanda. This is a basketball game... not the Academy Awards. It doesn't matter how you look... and, any way, you look beautiful." He threw a quick wolfish grin her way when she looked at him and smiled. Jack pulled into his usual parking spot inside the VIP parking area that led to a separate entrance, which was used exclusively by season ticket holders, other VIPs and the players. Amanda couldn't help but look around in awe as she walked, hand-in-hand, with Jack Nicholson into The Forum arena, passing several other prominent and well-known people who waved at Jack in greeting. She didn't notice the surprised glances from those people as they took notice of her and the fact that Jack was holding her hand. He led her up to his seats near mid-court, just a few rows up from where the Lakers sat on the sidelines. She was doing her best to quell her rising excitement, but she knew it wasn't working very well when Jack looked at her and chuckled as he grinned, saying, "Geez, Amanda, you look just like a kid in a candy store!" She laughed and exclaimed, "I can't help it! This is the first time I've ever been to a Lakers' game! I was hoping to get to at least a couple of the playoff games... if I could get tickets... but you know how hard they are to come by!" Jack leaned toward her and kissed her quickly as he put his fingers under her chin. "Well, now you don't hafta worry about that... you can come to the playoff games with me!" He grinned widely as her excitement, once again, registered on her face. "Now... are you hungry? 'Cause I'm starvin'! I'm gonna go get me a hotdog and a beer. Would you like anything?" Amanda asked him for the same and sighed softly when he kissed her once again before he got up and walked down to go out to the concession area. She continued to look around excitedly as people filtered into the arena. It was just after six o'clock, so they still had a little while to go until tip off at six thirty. She began to wonder which other celebrities she might see that evening and how they'd react to seeing Jack with a strange and much younger woman. She was musing over that thought and didn't notice a rather short man stop beside her seat and stare down at her. "I'm sorry, miss, but you can't sit here. These seats are reserved for season ticket holders and I believe you're in one of Mr. Nicholson's seats." She looked up, startled at first by the gruffness of the man's voice, and then barked a laugh when she realized she'd recognized the voice and saw the amused expression on Danny DeVito's face. "Yes, I know, Mr. DeVito. I'm here as Jack's guest this evening." "Well, well, well... so you're the flavor of the month... eh?" he asked suggestively, looking and sounding just like his former TV alter ego, Louie De Palma on Taxi as he sat down next to her. "Just how long have you known Jack?" he asked curiously as he eyed her up and down. Amanda shifted nervously in her seat and looked down at her clothes to make sure nothing was out of place as the diminutive actor's eyes slowly roved over her body. Her knit top was plastered to her breasts and she was horrified to discover that her nipples were clearly evident poking forward through her bra and shirt. She tried to casually cross her arms over her chest as she started to answer his question, but he smirked at her in understanding. "Uh... I just met Jack a couple days ago, Mr. DeVito, and he very kindly invited me to tonight's game when he learned I was a big fan and had never been to a game before... since I only moved to L.A. just a few months ago." "Uh huh..." he muttered gruffly. "And just HOW did you meet Jack and WHY was he so anxious to invite you to a Lakers game?" he questioned suspiciously. He knew this girl had to be Jack's latest conquest even though she seemed reluctant to admit it, as his horny friend was not usually in the habit of inviting some woman to a game if he wasn't getting what he wanted from her... Amanda blushed but continued to stare into the man's dark, twinkling, mischievous eyes. She suddenly grinned and chuckled when she realized that Danny DeVito was just trying to good-naturedly tease her because he knew what Jack was like. And she could try to side step giving up any details as to the "nature" of her relationship with Jack, but he knew that Jack had already fucked her. She decided to see if she could turn her embarrassment around on him. She lowered her arms from in front of her chest and reached her hand over to squeeze the man's knee and leaned close to him as she said quietly, "Well, Mr. DeVito, Jack rescued me Friday afternoon when my rental car broke down not far from his house. And he took me home with him so I could call for another car... which didn't work out... and I needed to get to Santa Barbara for the weekend, so Jack very kindly drove me up there and stayed with me and now he's brought me to this game before he takes me home as a reward for fucking him all weekend!!!" Amanda couldn't help but snort with laughter at the look that came over Danny DeVito's face. "Why so shocked, Mr. DeVito? You knew damn well that Jack had to have fucked me or I wouldn't be here with him!" He started to snort with laughter, too. "Well... Yeah... but I didn't expect you to just put it out there like that! But... I guess I deserved that for trying to make ya feel uncomfortable. How about we start again... I'm afraid you have me at a disadvantage, here. You know who I am but I don't even know your name. You are...?" he asked sincerely as he offered her his hand in greeting. "Amanda Lewis, Mr. DeVito. And I'm sorry if I embarrassed you, but I'm just trying to make myself get used to people looking at me like that when I'm around Jack," she said with a slight laugh as she shook his hand. His eyebrows went up in surprise as he asked, "Oh... Jack has already indicated that he wants to see you beyond this weekend?" Then he winced and frowned as he added, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean that the way it sounded... And please, call me Danny." "Of course, Danny," she replied smoothly as she smiled at him. "And I can imagine your surprise at hearing that Jack would want to spend more than just a weekend with someone like me... a non-celebrity, I mean. I didn't think I was the type of woman that would normally catch Jack's eye, but... here I am! And, yes... he's already indicated that he would like to keep seeing me..." Her voice trailed off as she saw Jack approaching with their food and drinks. She glanced at the man beside her. "Here he comes now," she said as she nodded her head toward Jack, who was already grinning as he arrived. "Hey, Danny! I see you've met Amanda. I hope you've been behaving yourself!" he laughingly teased as he handed Amanda the cardboard tray containing their hotdogs and beer. "How have you been, my friend?" he asked sincerely as they slapped each other on the arms. "Doin' good, Jack," he replied. "Yeah... I introduced myself to Amanda, but... I didn't exactly behave. But she figured out real quick how to put me in my place! She seems like a smart girl... too smart, in fact, to let herself get tangled up with the likes of you!" Amanda sat and listened as Jack and Danny talked, joked and laughed together for a few minutes until Danny left to return to his seat, but not before he took Jack aside for a moment to tell him something privately. She briefly wondered what it was about, but figured it was something that was simply none of her business. She wondered again when Jack returned to his seat with a slight frown on his face, but she wasn't about to question him and seem like she was already interfering in his life. She was sure if it had anything to do with her, Jack would've said so. He seemed to get back to his easy-going manner again as they ate their hotdogs and drank their beers and talked about the various players' stats when they came out to warm up before the game started. They were just finishing their beers when they noticed that Kareem was nowhere to be seen. Jack and Amanda glanced at each other with frowns as they both had the same thought... That's not a good sign... Almost from the opening tip off, they could tell that the Lakers weren't playing up to their usual par. During the first several minutes of the game, the Supersonics seemed to be outmaneuvering them with almost every move. The Lakers were keeping up, but with the vast difference in the two teams' records that season, the Lakers should've been far outpacing them. By half-time, Jack and Amanda were looking perplexed and wondering what was going on with their championship-bound team... Amanda pointed out to Jack that the player who'd been performing the best for the Lakers so far that game was Byron Scott, although Magic and Mychal Thompson also seemed to be doing as well, except Mychal had been committing more turnovers and personal fouls. Jack was, once again, impressed with how much attention she was paying to the game, but he couldn't shake the growing feeling that the way this game seemed to be going was a bad omen regarding their potential future together... Not to mention the fact that the Lakers had also lost to San Antonio, a team who had not beaten them all season, the night he and Amanda met... And he knew that he was using this superstitious bullshit thinking to cover up the real reason why he was having second thoughts about their future... because of what Danny had told him. How the hell would he ever explain it to Amanda? He figured it would be best if he could convince her that their getting together had thrown the universe off kilter and that was why the Lakers were losing!!! Maybe she'd buy it... Oh, Jack... that is just soooo fuckin' lame! Just tell her the truth... ARE YOU FUCKIN' NUTS!!! You can't possibly believe that she would understand or accept the truth better than this "bad juju" excuse... Jack... Amanda seems to be a very mature and understanding woman... I think she deserves the truth... that she would want the truth... NO FUCKIN' WAY!!! She doesn't want the truth... no woman wants the truth... they can't handle the truth!!! Jack shook his head and tried to drive his confusion away. It would be ridiculous to try to convince Amanda that their relationship had created some "bad juju" for the Lakers. It was only half time and the Lakers were down by only a few points. They could very well come back out and completely turn things around during the second half... but that didn't happen. The Lakers lost to Seattle, 104 -- 110... Jack Nicholson and Amanda Lewis were stunned. They just sat in their chairs, staring into space for several moments after the final buzzer sounded. They finally turned to look at each other, their utter shock and bewilderment plastered all over their faces. "I don't believe this..." Amanda muttered, and then her voice grew more frantic as the facts hit her in the face. "The first chance I get to see a Lakers game during one of their best seasons... and they lose?!!! Two games in a row now they lost?!!! To San Antonio and Seattle... two of the worst teams?!!! They haven't lost two games in a row all season!!! I just don't understand what happened..." she muttered again. Jack frowned as he made a decision... "Amanda... I don't usually like to believe in 'coincidence' or... 'bad luck' or... 'bad juju'... But I can't help but think that it seems awfully strange that this happened... THIS weekend... the night you and I met... and the day we'd decided to see how a... future might work out for us. Doesn't that sound a little... too coincidental to you?" Amanda forced herself not to look any more shocked. What the fuck is he saying? Is he seriously trying to back away from me because he believes we've jinxed the Lakers somehow?!!! He can't possibly believe that!!! Can he?!!! No... that can't possibly be it... There's got to be some other reason he'd be trying to back out now... Maybe he's just offering me a last second "out" if I still have too many fears and doubts... Yeah, that sounds reasonable... But what if there's more to it... something he's not telling me... something he doesn't want to tell me... Maybe it has to do with what Danny told him earlier when he took him aside... But what could he have said to make Jack reconsider pursuing a relationship with me? Who knows... But I have to try to figure out why he's doing this... "Jack... do you really believe that your meeting ME may have JINXED the Lakers somehow? How could that possibly be? As big of fans as we both are, I would think it would've done just the opposite..." "But that didn't happen, though, did it?" Jack jumped in, frowning even harder. "These last two games were the worst they've played all season!" he stated emphatically. And then he added softly, "I'm not saying it's YOUR fault... it may just be something about... the two of us... being together... Maybe it just isn't... right. You yourself were still having reservations about a... future for us... weren't you?!!! And now... this... has made me stop to think that... maybe you were right..." Amanda swallowed and blinked her eyes as she tried to stay calm. He wants to back away for some other reason and he's trying his best to convince me that I was right to believe that he would eventually break my heart... OK... I'll play it his way... She bit her lip and nodded her head reluctantly. "Maybe you're right, Jack... maybe this just wasn't meant to be. I'd probably have made you miserable constantly wondering and worrying when you'd get around to screwing around on me. And I don't think I could be as understanding about it as Anjelica has all these years." She couldn't help but notice him flinch and wince when she mentioned Ms. Huston. Oh, God... this probably has to do with her... and he doesn't want to tell me... Goddamn... I should've known... They've been together for years and he'd said that they were just "off" again at the moment... It obviously wasn't permanent... Well... what the fuck were you expecting, Amanda? You said from the beginning that you were perfectly willing to walk away from him when this weekend was over... But that was before he went and fell in love with me, goddamn it!!! HE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!!! AND HE WASN'T SUPPOSED TO HAVE CLAIMED MY SOUL... Now what the hell do I do?!! You let him go. You know he loves you... If it was EVER truly meant to be, he will be back... Amanda took a deep breath as she stood and looked down at Jack. "And besides... I really couldn't forgive myself if the Lakers ended up blowing the championship because of... us!" She barked a harsh little laugh to cover up a sob that was trying to form. She cleared her throat and held her hand toward him. "Let's go, Jack. I need to get home... I'm really tired now." ********** Jack kept glancing at Amanda as he drove her home, but he couldn't see her face as she kept it turned away from him, staring out the passenger window. The air temperature had cooled somewhat, so he had put the top up on the convertible before they left The Forum. It would've been easier for them to talk now, but... what was there to say? He could tell from the way she had quietly accepted the "bad juju" excuse as the reason for their parting that she knew the real reason... Amanda was an intelligent and reasonable woman and she would never willingly accept something like that. Danny had informed him that Anjelica had been looking for him over the weekend... and that could mean only one thing... she wanted a reconciliation. Amanda must have picked up on his reaction to her statement about Anjelica and, true to her word, she was letting him off the hook. But there still remained the possibility that she was already carrying his child... and they had to talk about that. "Amanda... I know you're not very happy with me at the moment, but we have to talk about what we're going to do if you're pregnant." She took a deep, ragged breath before she turned to look at him. "I know... and I want you to understand that I am leaving the decision as to how involved you would want to be completely up to you. I am perfectly prepared to raise a child on my own... both mentally and financially. While I would greatly appreciate and invite it, I do not have to have your moral support, nor your money and I would welcome your involvement in the child's life. I will try to let you know as soon as I do whether we'll even have to worry about this..." Amanda turned to look out the car window again. She was doing her best to stick to her original plan... but that plan had gone awry as soon as Jack Nicholson had told her he needed her... that he loved her. Damn him... How could he have fallen in love with me if he still has feelings for Anjelica? I just don't understand... Why does he even care about me at all? This is soooo NOT what I expected with him... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 12 She kept swallowing the lump in her throat that wouldn't go away. It would've been so much easier to let him go if he'd never loved her... She would've been perfectly content with just having great sex with him for the weekend... but no, he had to go and fuck everything up for her by falling in love with her! She barked a painful laugh as she realized how ironic it was that she wanted to hate him for loving her... Jack glanced at Amanda when he heard her short, bitter laugh and he wondered what she was thinking... he almost asked her but he stopped because he was pretty sure he didn't want to know. She was probably thinking and feeling the same things he was... pain, anger, bitterness, loss, fear... The only little glimmer of hope he had was that she was pregnant... but now he was afraid because she hadn't exactly sounded excited at the prospect of that when she'd, once again, stated that it was completely up to him how involved he wanted to be. He knew it was because it was going to be painful for her to see him and be around him, knowing that he'd left her because he still had feelings for Anjelica and they had never really split up. But Jack had decided that if Amanda was pregnant, he'd have to tell Anjelica and see how she reacted. He was pretty sure something like that just might be the straw to break the camel's back with her... And if she was ready to end it, Jack could go to Amanda with a clear conscience. He took a deep breath and blew it out slowly as he fervently hoped for the outcome he really wanted... Just then, he was turning onto her street a few blocks off of Sunset Boulevard in a quiet Brentwood Heights neighborhood and then pulled into her driveway where she indicated. She had a nice house, a rambling stone rancher that looked well maintained and her front yard was very private, completely surrounded by a neatly trimmed natural hedge and trees. He was surprised when he saw a car parked in her driveway and he looked at her in question. "That's not my car. One of the other girls I work with at the travel agency just broke up with her boyfriend. She was living with him and he kicked her out and she had nowhere else to go, so she's staying here with me until she can find her own place. I do have a car, but it's at a shop right now... it's older and starting to get unreliable, so a new car is one of my next purchases. I'm just waiting until I build up enough money in my account again from my trust fund payments to pay for it so I don't knock my account down so low." Jack was truly curious about her money situation. "Amanda... I know this is really none of my business, but... just how secure are you financially?" She sighed. It really wasn't his business but she didn't want him feeling guilty thinking she was going to strap herself money wise by having a child. "I own this house outright and I still have over a million and a quarter sitting in banks in high interest CD's and I get payments of over two thousand dollars each month from part of the interest earned in addition to my salary from the travel agency. I told you... I don't need your money." Jack's eyes widened in surprise. He had expected her to say that her gross worth was in the several hundred thousand range, but she was, technically... a millionaire. Not as rich as him, but then she didn't need as much because she didn't live his extravagant lifestyle, either. She was obviously being very smart about her money so it would be there to support her throughout her life. And she definitely was not a greedy bitch... well, at least not when it came to money... He chuckled slightly at that thought and before he knew it he was voicing it aloud. "Well... I guess the only part of you that really is greedy is your pussy..." Amanda's initial snort of laughter suddenly turned into silent sobs. She buried her face in her hands as her shoulders shook. Jack realized right away that she was not laughing and he turned to reach out and put his arms around her to hold her until she could stop crying. He breathed slowly and deeply to control the tightness in his chest as his emotions also threatened to spill out, but he was not going to do that to her. He somehow had the feeling it would be harder for her if she saw how hard this was for him, so he steeled the anguish in his heart and stayed strong... for her. Just as Amanda was calming down, the lights at the front of the house turned on and a young, sandy blonde woman opened the front door and stepped outside, looking curiously at the strange vehicle in the drive. Amanda hurriedly wiped her face and told Jack it was her friend, and then she opened the passenger door and climbed out. "It's me, Heather! I'm back. I was just saying goodnight to a friend who... gave me a ride home from the rental agency..." She had no idea why she felt the need to lie to her friend, but she thought that Jack might not want her to know it was him, but evidently, he didn't care. Jack opened his door and saw the shocked look on the girl's face and he grinned as he got out. "Good evening, Heather. I don't know why Amanda said that! I've been with her all weekend and I was just bringing her home after the Lakers' game," he stated as he moved to the trunk of his car and got her suitcase out. He added sincerely, "We had a wonderful weekend together and I don't think I'll ever forget it..." he said staring straight into Amanda's eyes as she took her suitcase from him. Then he leaned forward and kissed her softly for a moment, capturing her cheek with his right hand so she couldn't turn away. "Good night, Amanda. I'll be waiting to hear from you," he whispered as he handed her one of the cards he kept in his wallet with his private number on it. Then he climbed back into his sports coupe, started the engine, turned around in her driveway and pulled out onto the road, his tires squealing as he took off in his haste to get away from her as quickly as possible before his emotions made him do something stupid. Jack Nicholson drove like a maniac up Sunset Boulevard until he made the turn onto Coldwater Canyon Drive, figuring he was finally far enough away to help steel his impulse to keep from turning around and going back to Amanda Lewis... He realized too late that no amount of distance between them would keep him from wanting to go back to her... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 13 Amanda Lewis stood staring at the end of her driveway where she'd watched Jack Nicholson's taillights disappear and heard the sound of his tires screeching in his haste to get away. She could feel tears threatening again when she felt a hand on her shoulder and heard Heather's soft voice. "My God, Amanda... this must've been one hell of a weekend..." She turned around to face her friend. "Oh, Heather... you have no idea!" Heather's arms wrapped around her as she burst into tears, and she let her friend comfort her for a moment and then let Heather lead her into the house. Heather Morris could tell that Amanda was exhausted and in no mood to go into any details about her weekend with Jack Nicholson. She was sure Amanda would tell her all about it when she was ready... ********** Amanda never brought up the subject of that weekend, other than to submit her glowing review of the Pacific Views Inn & Cottages in Santa Barbara on it's range of accommodations, it's friendly, courteous and discreet staff, the excellent amenities offered and the wonderful food and atmosphere of it's dining facility at their weekly Monday morning meeting. Their bosses at Luxury Travel in Beverly Hills were most impressed to learn that Amanda had gotten a first-hand recommendation from a big star like Jack Nicholson. She told them that she had encountered him at the resort by accident and had been lucky enough to talk to him and learn of the staff's discretion toward celebrity guests. Heather had bitten her tongue during that meeting as Amanda had made her promise never to mention just how well she knew Jack. By Friday, Heather was beginning to worry at how anxious her friend seemed at times, and then she found her in the ladies room at work that afternoon sobbing. "Amanda, what's wrong?" She shook her head... she wasn't about to tell Heather that her period had started, even though by her calculations, it was early. She couldn't bring herself to tell her friend that she was broken-hearted over the fact that she wasn't carrying Jack Nicholson's baby. "I'll be OK, Heather... I just can't talk about it now, so please, don't ask me any more questions, OK?" Her friend hugged her briefly and told her she wouldn't but that she was there for her if she needed to talk. Amanda thanked her for her understanding. Later that evening, Amanda made the hardest phone call she'd ever made in her life, but, as luck would have it, she got his answering machine. She steeled her emotions and delivered the news, glad to be talking to a machine instead of him... it made it so much easier for her... Leaving the message had been a little easier, but she knew getting on with her life now that she thought she and Jack were never meant to be together would be harder than she ever imagined... ********** Jack Nicholson sat staring blankly out the window of his office in his house on Mulholland Drive, listening to Amanda's emotionless voice telling him that he was completely "off the hook." He didn't want to believe it at first and he was also upset that she sounded so matter-of-fact at telling him they were never meant to be... It felt like a knife was twisting in his gut as he kept listening to the message over and over, trying to pick up some hint of emotion in her voice... something to tell him that she still loved him... Of course she still loves you, you stupid jerk! But you went back to Anjelica leaving Amanda with the knowledge that the only way she could be a part of your life was if she was pregnant... How do you expect her to sound?!!! You fuckin' prick... Oh, forget this fuckin' shit, Jack!!! You left it up to fate and Mother Nature and now they've given you their answer! Just forget her and get on with your life... You know Anjelica is the only woman who will keep takin' you back when you screw up... Amanda told you herself that she wouldn't be as understanding... Yeah... it would hurt Amanda more because she probably loves you more than Anjelica does now... You've hurt Anjelica so many times over the years that you've diminished her love for you... Would you be willing to risk doing the same thing to Amanda? No... I guess I wouldn't... But, goddamn... I miss fuckin' that tight, sweet pussy... It's more than just that you stupid prick!!! You miss making love to her... you miss her... SHUT THE FUCK UP!!! ********** In June of 1987, the L.A. Lakers ended up winning the NBA Championship against the Boston Celtics by winning four out of six games. Ironically, the Lakers had ended up playing the Seattle Supersonics in the Western Conference finals and won all four games against them. It had seemed to confirm that stupid "bad juju" excuse that she and Jack had accepted as the reason they weren't "meant to be..." Right after the NBA Championship, Jack's latest movie, "The Witches of Eastwick," opened in theatres. Jack had sent Amanda an invitation to the premiere, but she couldn't bring herself to go. She knew he'd probably be there with Anjelica and she couldn't face seeing them together. But she kept going to the theatres and saw it over and over, laughing and crying throughout the whole movie. His line about being just an "average horny little devil" had her in stitches every time she heard it! So many of his lines in that movie just sounded like typical things that he himself would say. Jack Nicholson wasn't playing the character Daryl Van Horne... Daryl Van Horne was Jack Nicholson! Amanda had burst out crying the first time she saw the movie when it was revealed that he'd impregnated all three of the women in the story. Everyone sitting around her had looked at her like she was completely nuts! And then she'd cried even harder at the end when he tried to get back in touch with his "boys" by sneaking in through the television sets, only to be "turned off" by the mothers... I'd never have done that to him... she'd thought sadly as she drove home, still wishing she had gotten pregnant... Toward the end of June, Amanda realized that she hadn't experienced another period since that first short one less than a week after she'd been with Jack. She didn't think anything of it at first and let it go for another couple weeks, but when she started to wake up in the mornings feeling queasy, she started to suspect she'd been wrong. She made an appointment to see her gynecologist right away and was shocked when he informed her that she was, indeed, pregnant. "But... I had a period about a week after the only time I could've conceived! How is that possible?" Dr. Vogel explained to her, "Miss Lewis, you were a virgin until then, and sometimes a woman will experience a little vaginal bleeding not long after her hymen is ruptured. Did it seem like a full period or was it very short and very light?" "No... it was very short and light and it seemed like it had come about two weeks sooner than I was expecting it," Amanda replied. "Then that's what it was, just a little vaginal bleeding, because according to the test results, you're at least nine weeks pregnant," Dr. Vogel said as he looked up from her chart. He saw the stunned look on her face. "Are you OK, Miss Lewis? If this was unexpected, we can certainly put you in touch with Family Planning so you can weigh your options..." "NO!!!" she shouted at her doctor, making him flinch at the forcefulness of her voice. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you... I do plan to keep this baby, so that won't be necessary. I'm just a little shocked because I didn't think I was pregnant when I had really hoped I was..." Amanda said, her voice shaking with emotion. She left her doctor's office still in a daze and headed back to the travel agency. Heather saw her coming through the front door and caught her as she came in. "Amanda! You're never going to believe who's here and waiting for you in your office!!!" she exclaimed quietly. When her friend blinked at her in confusion, Heather added quietly, "It's HIM... Jack Nicholson! He stopped in and told the bosses that he wanted to see YOU because he trusts you! He's been waiting for over thirty minutes!" "Oh, God..." Amanda breathed as she steeled herself to walk in and see him. How was she going to tell him now that she WAS pregnant?!!! What if he and Anjelica had really patched things up and decided they belonged together?!! She hadn't heard a word from him since the night they parted, other than the mailed invitation to that premiere over three weeks before, and he hadn't included any kind of personal message with it... Amanda composed herself as well as she could, took a deep breath and then breezed through her office door like she was greeting any other client, the glass door automatically closing behind her. "Good afternoon, Mr. Nicholson! What can I do for you today?" she said as cheerily as she could as she rushed past him to the other side of her desk and sat down. She noticed that Jack grinned and started to get up to greet her, but he sat back again and his smile faded when she didn't stop. He stared at her for a moment through his sunglasses before he spoke. "Well, good afternoon to you, too, Miss Lewis." He said her name sarcastically. "I just thought I'd stop in and see if you had any good recommendations as to a place where a couple of celebrities could retreat for a weekend and not be disturbed..." He saw her eyes flinch when he made the comment about "a couple of celebrities." You shit... Why did you say THAT?!!! You don't need to deliberately hurt her... Can't you see she's in enough pain already?!!! Look at her eyes... her eyes do not reflect that cheerful tone in her voice... Oh, go on, Jack... dig into her again... She didn't even have the decency to accept your invitation to the premiere... She didn't even want to be near you again... It's like she's already written you out of her life... So, you need to do the same... "Well, Mr. Nicholson, I've only recently started to really research the nearby Inns and Resorts to learn their policies toward celebrity clients and I have a few recommendations that you might find suitable," Amanda quipped, using her most professional tone of voice. "If you can give me any ideas as to the type of amenities you'd like to be available, I'll be happy to check my list to see if I can match your requirements," she added as she pulled out her file on the elite establishments that she had discovered. "Let's see, Miss Lewis... I think I'd like a place where you can get an individual cottage, not just a room... with, say, a private patio and a hot tub... overlooking the ocean. With a spa where I can get a good massage and a pool with hunky young waiters for my girlfriend to ogle... and most of all, a secluded area on a bluff where we can make love in the warm afternoon sunshine with a nice ocean breeze to cool our hot bodies..." Amanda had looked up from her file to fix him with a cold glare as soon as he made the comment about the "hunky young waiters." The cold glare had turned to simmering rage by the time he finally shut up. Her teeth were gritted and the words were on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn't say them... FUCK YOU, JACK!!! Why are you doing this to me?!! Ah fuck, Jack... this is insane! This is not why you came to see her! You're here just because you needed to see for yourself that she really was doin' OK... That she wasn't all twisted up in a knot or walkin' around like a zombie... feelin' dead inside from the pain of missing you... JUST LIKE YOU... YOU GODDAMNED IDIOT!!! You need to stop this, Jack! You can see for yourself that she's fine! She's not pinin' away for you! So now make up some excuse and just get the fuck outta here before you really say somethin' stupid!!! Jack put his hand to his forehead and swiped at it agitatedly and then looked at her in frustration. "Goddamn it, Amanda... why can't we just talk to each other? I came here to see how you're doin'... to make sure you're really OK!!! I didn't mean to get so agitated that you walked in here and started talkin' to me like I was just some stranger! I guess I just wasn't prepared for that, so I lashed out at you. I'm sorry..." Fuck, Jack... there you go again... apologizin' to the bitch for hurtin' you! When are you gonna figure it out?!! She's let go of you! You need to let go of her now... "No... I take that back... I'm not sorry! Just because we've let go of what happened between us doesn't mean we can't be friends... So, do you think you could handle at least treating me like a friend instead of a total stranger?" he asked sincerely. Amanda did her best to hide the pain she felt when he said WE'VE let go of what happened... obviously he had so he was assuming she had as well. She mustered a smile and nodded as she replied, "Yes, Jack... I think I can handle treating you as a friend... as long as you don't try to needle me any more!" They chuckled together for a moment and then asked each other how things really were going. Amanda definitely decided against telling Jack that she was pregnant when he told her that he and Anjelica had been getting along really well, that she had been more loving and kind to him than she had in a really long time... even after he'd told her that he'd been with another woman that weekend. But Anjelica had said she'd already expected that... What Jack didn't tell Amanda was that he didn't tell Anjelica that he'd fallen for that other woman. He would have if Amanda had turned up pregnant, but since it didn't work out, he wanted to really try and hang on to what he and Anjelica had together and he felt it would only have hurt her to know he had feelings for another woman as well. But Jack didn't have to tell Amanda any of that... she already knew... and she couldn't blame him. And now... she couldn't bring herself to tear apart what he was trying to re-build with Anjelica. So, she kept her mouth shut. But she knew at some point, if he insisted on staying in touch with her, she was going to have to tell him... before she started to show! What the hell am I going to do?!!! ********** Jack had left Amanda's office that day three weeks earlier, both of them promising to call and talk whenever they needed a sympathetic ear. Toward the end of July, Jack called her office one Friday afternoon just before closing and she could tell by the tone of his voice that he was not in a good mood. He didn't sound mad, he sounded more... depressed... not at all like his usual jovial "Jack" self. He asked if he could come visit her that evening and since Heather had told Amanda she had a date that night, she told Jack it would be fine for him to come by for a little while... she'd added to try to make him understand that they were just friends getting together to talk. Yeah, right... You know damn well if he looks at you with anything like desire in his eyes that you'll be begging him to make love to you... Sure enough, not thirty minutes after Jack showed up at her door, they were attacking each other like it was that weekend all over again! All he had to do was put his hand on her cheek and stare at her with love and desire in those sexy hazel eyes and she was lost... "Ohhh God, Amanda... I've missed you so much," Jack moaned softly after he dragged his lips from hers to her neck and crushed her body to his, rubbing his aching cock against her. Anjelica had been gone for a couple weeks on a movie location shoot and Jack had been without sex since. Not to mention the fact that he no longer had quite the chemistry with Anjelica that he did with Amanda. "I've missed you, too, Jack... Ohhh God, how I've missed you!" she whispered desperately just before he captured her lips to kiss her deeply again. Amanda broke their kiss just long enough to lead him from her living room to her bedroom, and as soon as they were inside the door, he was wrestling her clothes from her body. She started frantically pulling at his as well. In less than a minute, they had moved to her bed, undressed each other, sunk onto her mattress, scooted back just far enough until they were completely on the bed with Jack poised over her and his cock sliding inside her as they moaned in unison. Jack immediately started driving into Amanda forcefully, grunting and groaning in his effort to come as quickly as possible. Poor Jack couldn't hold back... his balls had been aching the last couple weeks in need of a good release. He would masturbate when he was really desperate, but the orgasms were never as good as when he was fucking a nice cunt... And he had forgotten just how much he'd craved Amanda's sweet pussy... but it was all coming back to him now... literally... "AAAAHHHHH FFFFUUUUUCK..." Jack gritted through his teeth as his dick exploded inside Amanda when her pussy squeezed him as she came just before he did. He wrapped his arms up under her and held her writhing body to his as their orgasms faded, groaning softly and feeling the ache in the pit of his stomach again as her moans and sighs triggered a rush of emotions for her. "God, Amanda... I still love you..." he whispered hoarsely. "I don't know what to do..." Amanda opened her mouth and started to whisper that she was pregnant, but she stayed silent when Jack continued. "I'm so confused because I can't stop thinking about you even though I've got such strong feelings for Anjelica, too... It's making me crazy!" He lifted his head to look at her with a half-joking expression on his face as he asked, "I don't suppose you and she would consider making an arrangement together wherein you two could share me... maybe even at the same time?!! OW!!!" he exclaimed when Amanda lifted her right hand and smacked the back of his head. "Jack!!! You jerk! I can't believe you even suggested that!" Amanda exclaimed, trying not to laugh. She knew that, even though he'd made it sound like a joke, if he really thought she and Anjelica would go for that, he'd be all for it! "Look... I maybe could've handled the thought of you fucking just some random woman once in a while because you were desperate and didn't have access to me for whatever reason, but there's no way I could share you with another woman that I know you have feelings for! That's just a little too much to ask of me!" He flopped his head onto her shoulder as he groaned softly. "I'm sorry... I guess that really was a stupid suggestion on my part. I know damn well Anjelica would never go for it either... for pretty much the same reason." Amanda groaned miserably. "Oh, God, Jack... I can't believe I've let myself become 'the other woman'! I don't know if I can handle feeling like I'm pulling you away from a woman you love and care about... one that you have a long history with... I can't imagine putting myself in her shoes... feeling the pain of discovering that your heart was divided after so many years of having sole ownership of it. Jack... it's not fair to her..." He sighed heavily as he laid his forehead against hers. "I know, sweet girl... and very soon, I'm gonna have to figure out in which direction I'm being pulled... even though neither one of you is actively doing anything to pull me either way. Goddamn it... I wish one of you would do somethin' to make the decision easier!!!" he gritted in frustration. Again, she almost started to tell him about the baby, but she stopped. I don't want him to choose me just because I'm carrying his child... I want him to want to just be with me... Oh, sweet girl... I so wish you were carrying my child... it would've made my decision so much easier... and not just because of that... I really want to be with you, but... my loyalty to Anjelica makes me feel guilty at the thought of leaving her for you... And I can't come to you with that guilt on my conscience... Amanda relented to let Jack stay the night with her so they could make love as many times as they wanted, but she had adamantly insisted that it would be the last time... Yeah, right... she'd chided at herself, knowing that she'd take him into her arms and into her bed whenever he wanted... even knowing how badly she'd feel afterward. Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 13 But when she was in Jack's arms and he was fucking her with the tenderness and passionate intensity he showed her that night, she knew she'd remember that way before the awful guilt she'd feel later... Amanda was in an awful quandary... she was also still facing the fact that she was going to have to tell Jack about the baby at some point but she hadn't a clue as to how or when. Just a week later, cruel fate made that question a moot point... ********** "Amanda, what's wrong?" Heather asked her worriedly when she saw Amanda suddenly double over in pain in the kitchen one morning before they left for work. Amanda looked up at her friend and gasped out, "Oh God... Heather... get me to the hospital... quick! I think... something's wrong! Oh, God... not the baby!!!" she cried as she collapsed onto the floor. Heather exclaimed, "Oh, my God! You're pregnant?!!! Why didn't you tell me? Come on... let's get you out to my car and I'll get you to the Emergency Room!" She helped her friend to stand and out to her car and then drove as fast as she could to the nearest hospital. While the ER staff took Amanda back to examine her, Heather took care of getting her checked in. When she was going through Amanda's purse to find her I.D.'s and insurance cards, she found the card that Jack had given her that night he'd brought Amanda home after their weekend in Santa Barbara. Heather knew right away that the baby must be Jack Nicholson's and she had a feeling that Amanda had never told him. She could almost understand why Amanda wouldn't want him to know, since he'd gone back to Anjelica Huston right after that weekend, but she also knew that Jack loved Amanda because she'd heard them in her room that night just a week ago, after she'd gotten home from her date. Jack had moaned loudly several times how he felt for Amanda... She felt he deserved to know about the baby... "Mr. Nicholson... Hi... I don't know if you remember me... I'm Heather Morris... Amanda's friend? ... I found your card in her purse and I felt I should call and tell you that I've brought Amanda to the ER at Cedars-Sinai... I'm not sure what's wrong yet, but... she's pregnant and she thinks it's something to do with the baby... Mr. Nicholson? Mr. Nicholson... are you still there?" Heather shook her head as she hung up the pay phone in the lobby and went back to the registration desk to see if they needed any further information. Then she called the travel agency and explained to them that there was a medical emergency and Amanda wouldn't be in, probably for at least a couple of days. About twenty minutes later, she saw Jack Nicholson come rushing into the ER and over to the registration desk. She got up and walked over to hear him anxiously asking about Amanda's condition only to be told by the registration clerk that they couldn't give out patient information except to family members. Jack leaned over the counter toward the older woman and said, "Look, lady... you know who I am, right?" The woman just stared at him like he thought her stupid or something. He continued quietly but menacingly, "Amanda Lewis is pregnant... with my child. Now... you tell me where I can find her or you get someone out here right now to tell me what's going on before I start tearing this place apart looking for her... you capiche?" he gritted through his teeth. "Please, Mr. Nicholson, have a seat and I'll get someone out here as quickly as possible to let you know what's going on... all right?" the older woman replied as patiently as she could. "You do that..." Jack growled before he turned away and started pacing back and forth in front of the hallway he knew led to the examining rooms for the ER. He glanced at Heather standing several feet away, looking nervous. "Tell me what happened, Heather!" he demanded desperately. "I really don't know anything yet, either, Mr. Nicholson. I just found out myself this morning that she was pregnant... I had no idea. But I do know that you're the only man she's... been with since she's been living here, so I knew the baby had to be yours... that's why I called you, because I figured you had a right to know. I just hope Amanda won't kill me for this..." she said quietly as she turned away from him. "Why didn't she tell me herself?" he muttered miserably as he stopped pacing and dropped his forehead into his hand to rub his eyes tiredly. Heather ventured a guess. "Why do think, Mr. Nicholson? You went right back to Ms. Huston after your weekend with Amanda... Why would she try to mess up a long-term relationship just because she'd gotten pregnant from a one-weekend encounter? I wouldn't want to think that some guy would leave his wife or long-time girlfriend just because I was stupid enough to get knocked up by him! I wouldn't want to go through life feeling like the only reason he was with me was because I had his child..." Jack stared at the young woman and felt as if he'd been punched between the eyes and it had suddenly cleared his vision. That was a perfectly legitimate reason for Amanda not to want to tell him... but it still didn't excuse the fact that she'd outright lied to him about it... He groaned in confusion, as he had no idea whether to be pissed as hell at her or scared to death that he could lose her and their baby... He was about to make good on his threat to tear the place apart to find her when he saw a young doctor headed his way, looking directly at him. "Are you the doctor who's treating Amanda Lewis? Please tell me what the hell's goin' on before I go crazy..." "Mr. Nicholson... I'm sorry... there was nothing we could do to stop it... she suffered a miscarriage about twenty minutes ago. There was no physical cause for it to happen; sometimes a woman's body just knows when something's not right and nature takes its course. Miss Lewis is in perfect health; if this had been a normal pregnancy, there's no reason to believe that she wouldn't have carried a healthy baby to full-term. And she will still be able to after this... there was no damage to her internally. She'll be fine in a couple days... physically, that is. You may have to help her with the emotional healing... she didn't take it well at all..." "Thank you, doctor," Jack muttered numbly. "When can I see her?" "When she heard you were here, she said at first that she didn't want to see you. But then she said she was afraid to see you because she thought you'd be angry with her, but I can see you're not angry so, I can take you to her now if you promise not to upset her," the doctor stated sternly. Jack shook his head, "I don't want to upset her, doctor... but I don't know how she's goin' to handle seein' me upset..." he said hoarsely as tears filled his eyes. The doctor took him by the shoulders and started leading him down the hall as he said, "Come on. The best way to handle something like this is for the two of you to grieve together... not separately." Jack stopped at the door to the examining room and leaned on the frame for support for a moment when his heart lurched at the look of utter devastation on Amanda's face. Her face was crumpled and she was sobbing silently, her eyes squeezed tightly shut... she didn't even know he was watching her. She opened her eyes and looked straight at him when the doctor quietly told her he was there. "I'm so sorry..." she mouthed at him just before fresh sobs shook her body and her face once again crumpled in sadness as her head dropped forward. Jack took a quick deep breath and swallowed the pain that was choking him at seeing her so devastated over losing his child. He pushed away from the doorframe and approached her slowly. He so badly wanted to rush to her side, push the nurses out of the way to gather her in his arms and never let her go... But he could only get close enough to her to reach down and take her hand in his. He turned his hand to clasp her thumb with his so that they were palm to palm, then he lifted her hand and kissed it gently and then rubbed his cheek against it as he said softly, "It's OK, sweet girl... it wasn't your fault. I just can't handle seeing you in so much pain. Please don't feel that you've angered me or hurt me by not telling me before... I think I understand why you didn't... I'm just so sorry that it wasn't meant to be..." That prompted a fresh wave of silent, wracking sobs for her as she turned her face away from him because she didn't want him to see the pain she knew was etched into her every feature by his voicing her worst fear... It wasn't meant to be... "Oh God, Amanda... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say anything to upset you further! I just want you to know how badly I feel because this happened... that it didn't work out for us." He stopped and winced when she whimpered painfully. Jack looked around at the doctor and nurses and said quietly, "Would you mind leaving us alone for just a few minutes, please?" He wasn't about to lose control of his emotions in front of a bunch of strangers. The doctor nodded and they all left, leaving the door to the room open. He perched next to her hip on the bed and spoke gently to her as he reached out his right hand and cupped her left cheek to turn her face toward him again. "I wish it had worked out for us... I really wanted to have a baby with you... I hoped for it so hard, sweet girl... because I love you... so much..." he choked hoarsely as his throat closed up from the emotions that were threatening to overwhelm him at any moment. Amanda suddenly leaned forward to bury her face on his right shoulder and neck and Jack wrapped his arms around her to hold her as tightly as he dared... he didn't want to hurt her. Slow, deep, soulful-sounding sobs welled up from inside her and her body jerked against his as he felt the pain pouring from inside her and filling his chest. Tears welled in his eyes and he continued to take deep breaths through his nose and swallow the lump in his throat so he could remain strong for her... After a couple of minutes, he could feel her sobs subsiding and she was starting to sniffle slightly, so he hoped she was letting the pain pass away from her. The deep emotions he'd been experiencing since Heather had informed him Amanda was pregnant and was possibly losing their child had convinced him that Amanda definitely was the woman he wanted to be with. Now he just needed to tell her that... He felt her move to wipe her face on his shoulder so he loosened his hold on her and she sat back to recline on the bed as she lifted her left hand to wipe at her face some more. Jack looked around and saw a box of tissues on a counter so he got them and brought them over to her, once again perching on the side of the bed and placing the box of tissues on the other side of her. He watched as she used several tissues to blow her nose and wipe her eyes and face. Her eyes were red and puffy and her face was blotched, but she still looked beautiful to him... and so fragile... He figured she needed to hear that he wanted her despite the fact that she'd just lost their child. "Amanda... even though we've lost our baby, I feel that we belong together any way... If you had told me sooner that you were pregnant, I would've told Anjelica and I'm certain it would've made her hesitate about wanting to re-build our relationship, so that you and I could've been together all along. And I really can't stand the thought of walking away from you now and leaving you all alone..." he said softly. Amanda frowned as her nerves tensed at his words. Her frazzled nerves were not allowing her to think straight. He doesn't want to leave me all alone... What is this... pity?!! Is he trying to convince me... or himself... that we belong together? I don't want his pity... She cleared her throat and spoke firmly. "Jack... the doctors said that... this... happened for a reason. You said it yourself... this wasn't meant to be. I don't need you to rearrange your life because you feel sorry for me now. I appreciate that you care for me enough to let me know how sorry you are that it worked out this way, but I don't need you to console me about this. In fact... it would be even more painful to know that I tore you away from a long-term relationship with a woman you've loved for years just because you felt sorry for me..." Jack grasped her upper arms tightly. "Who said anything about feeling sorry for you, Amanda? I love you... that's why I want to be with you! Not because I feel sorry for you! I'm going to tell Anjelica about all of this now and I'm sure she'll agree that I belong with you..." Amanda adamantly shook her head. "No, Jack... it's too late! I can't go back to wondering and fearing again how long it might be before you finally do something to break my heart! My heart is already broken over the loss of this baby! And as I've said before, I can't be as understanding as Anjelica has been all these years and I don't want to end up hating you! Now, will you please just... go!" She looked up at where he was standing by her bed, staring at her in utter shock and pain. He had released her arms and stood as soon as she'd stated that she was still sure he was going to break her heart. Then a stony expression came over his face and his eyes went cold. A knot of pain tightened in her stomach as she realized she'd hurt him deeply. But it was her only defense... she could not allow him to hurt her... She doubted she'd survive it now that she'd lost their child... Well... there you go, you stupid prick... she's never gonna give you the benefit of the doubt... Maybe she never really loved you at all... She's just in terrible shock and pain, Jack... You have to know that this is some kind of defense mechanism for her... you should recognize that since you've used all sorts of excuses through the years to keep you from loving some women you were sure would break your heart... Hurts, doesn't it? But she still had no good reason to hurt you this way, asshole... Just walk out of here, go back to Anjelica and forget this screwed up little bitch... And consider yourself lucky she lost that baby so you didn't end up tied to her... SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU BASTARD!!! You know damn well you wanted that baby... and her... Jack Nicholson bit back a whimper of pain, spun on his heel and walked out of the ER examination room and away from Amanda Lewis... but not out of her life. He was determined that, one day, he'd make her see that they belonged together... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 14 Amanda Lewis stared vacantly at the empty doorway to the ER exam room where she had just watched Jack Nicholson stiffly walk out after she'd told him to go. She still couldn't quite believe that he'd actually left without any further argument... What did you expect, Amanda... You hurt him every time you tell him that you know he's going to break your heart one day... You've never given him the benefit of the doubt... Oh... do NOT start trying to make me feel guilty about that... You know damn well it would more than likely happen some time... maybe not for a while, but... eventually, he'd get around to being "Jack" again... Yeah... the "Jack" you originally fell in love with... And now you're afraid to love him because he loves you?!!! You are one screwed up little bitch right now... It's no wonder he left so willingly... Ohhhh... just... shut the fuck up... Amanda laid back and rolled her head back and forth in confusion and pain as she waited for the ER staff to return and let her know when she could get the hell out of there... ********** For weeks afterward, Amanda was on automatic pilot. She got up every morning and managed to eat something just so she would have enough energy to get through the day. She went to work, she efficiently performed her duties and acted professionally with her clients, but everyone noticed that she just wasn't her normal, cheerful self any more. She went home in the evenings and Heather would do her best to get her to open up about her feelings or just try to cheer her up somehow. But she couldn't even get Amanda to go out with her any more... Heather was really worried about her friend, and put her plans for finding a place of her own on hold because she didn't want her to be alone. And Amanda hadn't asked her to leave... The nights were the worst. Most of the time, Amanda just couldn't get to sleep because she couldn't get her mind to stop conjuring up thoughts of Jack and the memories of their weekend together and the night he'd spent making love to her in her bed... She so wanted to kick herself for being so stupid as to let him into her own bed... No wonder she couldn't stop thinking about him and recalling every look... every touch... every kiss... every moan... every orgasm... Some nights she couldn't fall asleep because of the pain and emptiness she felt and some nights it was due to frustration... Jack Nicholson had awoken a strong sensuality within her and she craved him... desperately. His beautiful hazel eyes... his sexy wolfish grin... his touch... his kiss... his body... his cock inside her... And his love... She could just kick herself for that, too... She knew he was still with Anjelica because she'd read in one of the entertainment magazines that Ms. Huston's father had died toward the end of August and that Anjelica had been quoted as saying that "Jack's loving support had been a great comfort to her..." Amanda had died a little more inside after reading that... but she had only herself to blame... she'd pushed him away... on purpose. And her traitorous mind kept reminding her of that every time she tried to blame Jack for the pain she was still feeling. She kept hoping that more time would eventually dull the pain so she could get back to some kind of "normal" life... ********** Toward the end of October, Amanda was starting to feel a little stronger again, the pain was settling into a dull ache and she was eating and sleeping a little better. Heather managed to talk her into going to a Halloween party with her and Amanda had agreed only because she thought it might help to dress up and pretend to be someone else for a little while... Heather had said she was going as "Barbie" but Amanda didn't want to have to act cheerful so she chose a darker character. She even found the perfect costume... a long, straight black dress in a clingy material that molded to her body with a plunging vee front that really showed off her cleavage. She applied makeup to make her skin look deathly pale but accentuated her dark eyes and her full lips and donned a wig of long, straight, jet black hair. When she walked out of her bedroom to leave for the party, Heather looked at her and laughed. "Who are you supposed to be... Elvira, Mistress of the Dark? If so, the hair's not quite right!" Amanda deepened her voice and purred throatily, "No, darling... I'm Morticia Addams." Heather laughed again when she affected the quick, shuffling walk portrayed by Carolyn Jones who'd played the character in the Addams Family TV show that they'd both watched as children. Then she turned back toward Heather and copied the slightly sexy pose of leaning to one side with her hip cocked provocatively and casually folded her arms under her breasts. "Shall we go, darling?" she purred at Heather again before turning to head for the door. She wasn't as thin as Ms. Jones had looked on the TV show, but she had lost a bit of weight... which only served to accentuate her full breasts, her rounded hips and her shapely ass. She wasn't paying any attention to how many men stared at her as she entered the nightclub that was hosting the Halloween costume party. Amanda found a chair near the end of the bar in the corner and parked herself on it, not planning to leave it until Heather was ready to go home. She had agreed to come mainly to appease her friend because she couldn't stand seeing the worried look in Heather's eyes any more. She had hoped if she could pretend to have fun for a little while, it would make Heather feel better. But the night held an eerie surprise for Amanda that turned out to be not all-together unwelcome... It all started when she almost choked on one of the drinks a few men had sent her way trying to see if she'd invite them to join her when she thought she saw Jack Nicholson walk into the nightclub... She stared at the apparition with her eyes wide for several moments. He was dressed in a casual suit with his dark hair slicked back and the ever-present sunglasses on his face. The smile was damn close and his mannerisms seemed to imitate Jack's laid-back, yet sophisticated, attitude. Then he approached a group of women and started talking to them, kissing their hands as he greeted them and charming them as easily as Jack would... But it didn't take long for her to notice that this "Jack" was taller than the real one by several inches... and there was something else about him that was eerily familiar to her somehow... She kept watching him as inconspicuously as she could as he made his way around the room, mingling with many people, but mostly women. He eventually seemed to glance her way and then started making his way toward her, not like he was instantly drawn to her but more out of curiosity. He stopped in front of her and she could just feel the gaze of his eyes behind the dark sunglasses sliding down her body and back up to her face again, and a tiny frisson of familiar awareness tingled through her body. She thought it was because it felt similar to the way Jack had made her feel every time he'd perused her body so thoroughly with his sexy eyes... until this "Jack" opened his mouth and spoke to her. Every muscle in her body felt frozen and her eyes widened in shock. Oh my God... Bruce Temple... "Well, good evening. You must be the lovely Morticia Addams I've heard so much about. Is Gomez here tonight or would you rather spend some time with a man who could better understand what a sexy, macabre woman like you needs... a real ladies' man like me, for instance. By the way, I'm Jack Nicholson in case you didn't recognize me," he said sexily, sounding like a younger Chinatown version of Jack's character, Jake Gittes. Amanda could tell that her very brief fiancé and ex-boyfriend had no idea who she was... that she was the woman whose heart he'd broken when she wouldn't give up her virginity once he'd put that small diamond solitaire on her left ring finger almost fours year ago and then took it back just five hours later. Her shock at seeing him again began to wear off and indifference started to set in as she recalled the pain and anger he'd caused her all those years ago... She still remembered the feeling of shock and bewilderment at the rage he'd displayed when he forced Amanda to touch his cock and she had recoiled in fear. He hadn't even allowed her to explain that the reason she'd pulled back from him so fast was because as soon as he'd pressed her palm to his erection, her pussy had reacted as strongly as it always had to watching Jack in "The Postman Always Rings Twice." She had to admit, from what she could remember feeling under her hand and the times they'd humped with their clothes on, he had an impressive dick... It's just too bad you were such a dick... She stared at him with typical Morticia haughtiness and casually crossed her arms under her breasts as he held his hand toward her in greeting. "You're Jack Nicholson?" she purred throatily. "I don't think so. I happen to know Mr. Nicholson personally and YOU are not HIM any more than I am Morticia Addams. Nice try, but your charm won't work on me. I know your type all too well." Amanda kept her voice disguised with that low, throaty purr. Bruce Temple frowned in confusion at the icy demeanor of the gothically sexy woman sitting there staring down her regal nose at him. It was like she'd already made up her mind that she didn't like him and he couldn't help but wonder why. He removed his sunglasses in the dim atmosphere so he could get a better look at her face. He could see she was very pretty even though her skin looked sickly pale against the dark red fullness of her lips. Her dark eyes were heavily painted with black liner and her lush lashes were coated with black mascara that made them stand out like spiders' legs against her pale skin, even though she had the lids lowered as she regarded him, one delicate eyebrow arched in haughty disdain. But there was something else in her eyes as well... something that seemed like... recognition. "I'm sorry... are you pissed at me because we've already met but I can't recognize you under the makeup?" Her eyes widened for a second as he said that and he suddenly flashed on another pair of dark doe eyes staring at him in surprise from somewhere in his memory. He frowned harder as he tried to recall them but the memory eluded him. Amanda was starting to enjoy watching his confusion grow as he tried to figure out who she was and why she was immune to his "charms." She smirked as she watched him studying her closely, trying to pick up some other clues as to her identity. The wig was really throwing him off. When they were an item, her hair had been shorter, curlier and lighter brown in color. Also, she'd had a few extra pounds on her frame then... she had been unable to escape the curse of the "Freshman Fifteen!" But Bruce hadn't seemed to notice... or if he did, he never let on if it bothered him. One of the things she had always appreciated about him was that he never expressed any dissatisfaction in any of the things she saw as flaws in herself... he had always seemed to love her just as she was and for who she was... Up until those last few months, that is. She started to wonder again what had come over him to make him so angry at her refusal to give in to him... Bruce caught a strange expression on the woman's face that made him pause to stare into her slightly sad doe eyes again. He knew he'd seen those eyes before but he still couldn't recall where. "I know I'm probably going to kick myself as soon as I figure it out, but... could you please help me out here? I'm certain now that I know you from somewhere, but I just can't figure it out. Please... help me?" Amanda chuckled and quoted one of her favorite lines from "The Postman Always Rings Twice." "You're scum, Bruce. But I knew that when I met you." She laughed harder at the look of utter shock on his face. "Amanda?!!! Oh, my God... Is it really you?!!!" he muttered as he stared her up and down, hardly able to believe that the sexy, confident woman he saw before him was the same sweet, innocent, unsure virgin he'd been so crazy in love with and had stupidly dumped because of his horny impatience to share the loss of their virginities together. He'd been wanting to apologize to her ever since, but his lust and desire for her had prevented him from ever approaching her again while his hormones had been raging. He had been afraid he would rape her, so badly had he wanted her... He'd learned better self control since then and he was getting sex on a fairly regular basis since most women found him attractive and charming... and the fact that he was well hung didn't hurt, either! But even so, his cock had twitched the moment he saw Amanda dressed like Morticia Addams... that skintight black dress showing off her body to perfection. And now that he knew it was her, his dick was hardening as his memory flooded with all the passion, desire and lust he'd felt for her... almost from the moment they'd met. But he'd been too afraid to voice to her how she made him feel because she was so innocent and he hadn't wanted to scare her away. But as she'd fallen in love with him and began to express her passion and desire for him, it had grown almost impossible for him not to try to force himself on her every time they were together. That was why he'd proposed to her... it wasn't just to try to get her to give in to him, he really did want to marry her but he knew he couldn't hold back any longer and he had hoped it would convince her of his sincerity so she could let go and they could share themselves with each other completely. He had died inside when he realized what he'd thrown away that night because of his impatience... "Oh geez, Amanda... You don't know how many times I've wished I could go back and change what happened between us... How many times I've kicked myself over the years for hurting you the way I did because of my own stupidity and inability to control myself. I wanted you from the moment I saw you and when I got to know you, I fell in love with everything about you..." He closed his eyes and dropped his head forward to shake it miserably. "My God, woman... you have no idea how crazy in love and in lust I was with you!!!" he groaned and then raised his head to stare at her with both fire and regret in his dark greenish hazel eyes and he saw the sarcastic expression on her face. "Well... OK... so you know how crazy in lust I was... but I really did love you, too, Amanda. And I've never really stopped," he added quietly to see her reaction. She frowned in disbelief... he sighed heavily; he really couldn't blame her. But at least she hadn't slapped him and cussed him out so maybe she'd forgiven him enough over the years since to consider giving him another chance... ********** By December 1987, Amanda had been seeing Bruce off and on since Halloween and she'd begun to realize that he wasn't the young, horny jerk who'd broken her heart four years earlier. He had matured into a polite, caring man who, like Jack, had a way with women. She was still wary of him and her heart still belonged too much to Jack for her to consider having sex with Bruce, but her sexual urges were kicking in again and she was starting to feel anxious. Jack Nicholson couldn't have timed his first attempt to win Amanda back much better. He showed up at her house one night between Christmas and New Year's on the premise that he had a present for her. It was a necklace... a large silver heart on a chain with an inscription on the back: To Amanda, my Dream Weaver... you're forever in my dreams... Love, Jack... He held her when she broke down and cried and, just like before, she ended up dragging him back to her room and into her bed. He couldn't stay with her all night... Amanda broke down crying again and yelled at him to get out when he told her he had to get home because Anjelica was there waiting for him... Amanda didn't even give him the chance to explain that he and Anjelica's relationship was becoming more like friends than lovers... But Jack could see that Amanda's fear of being hurt by him was still too close to the surface for her and it was not the right time to push her. He'd resigned himself that he would take however long and however many times it took to keep coming back to her to convince Amanda that she was the woman he wanted... ********** Amanda had been seeing Bruce, believing that she was just one of many women that he was dating, not knowing that he'd gradually been backing away from most of the other women, except for one woman with whom he felt almost as much chemistry. Amanda had started to trust him a little more and on New Year's Eve he took her to a big party hosted by his brokerage firm so he could introduce her to his friends, colleagues and clients. He even went so far as to tell most of them that she had been the one woman he was stupid enough to almost let get away... and that he was still hoping she wouldn't slip away again. At midnight, she finally let him give her the kind of deep, passionate kiss that he'd been longing to share with her again instead of the chaste, tender, lingering touches of their lips at the end of their dates. All the passion and desire he'd been harboring for her flowed through that kiss and he dared to hope that he felt her accepting it willingly and even returning it in some measure. But he also knew it was too soon to push her for anything further... ********** By Valentine's Day 1988, Amanda knew that Bruce was seeing her exclusively and she was beginning to believe he really did want to pick up where they had left off. She also knew that Jack was still linked with Anjelica because she had seen photos of them together at the recent premiere of his latest movie, Ironweed, in which he starred with Meryl Streep. She and Bruce went to see it when it opened and they weren't at all surprised when it came out just a couple weeks later that both Jack and Meryl were nominated for Academy Awards for their performances in that picture. Amanda cried many times during the movie at Jack's portrayal of such a sick, tortured, broken-hearted man as Francis Phelan. She wondered if Jack had spent so many years running from Anjelica because he was afraid of getting hurt and ending up something like this character... having to spend the rest of his life trying to escape the pain. It would certainly explain why he'd avoided commitment... And there was still no logical reason for her to believe that Jack wouldn't be just as afraid of committing himself to her... She started to believe that perhaps Bruce was the man she was meant to be with all along. He'd not been pushing her to go any further than she felt comfortable with him, although he'd been letting her know in no uncertain terms that he wanted her. And she could see it in his eyes whenever they were making out... his desire for her was as strong as it ever was. And much to Amanda's surprise, it was beginning to reawaken her desire for him as well... One night in early April, Bruce invited Amanda to his posh, high-rise downtown L.A. apartment for a romantic candlelight gourmet dinner. After dinner, he turned on some music and they were reclining on a large, soft sectional sofa in his living room, looking out at the lights of the city and sipping the last of the wine they'd enjoyed with dinner. They felt relaxed and comfortable together, but they had no idea what to talk about. Amanda had known for a while that Bruce was dying to fuck her, but he wasn't about to screw up his chances with her again by pushing her before she was ready. She figured if she wasn't ready by now, she never would be and perhaps Bruce would be able to help her start to forget what she had shared with Jack Nicholson. She sat up and set her wineglass on the coffee table in front of the sofa, turned to the man who'd once had soul ownership of her heart and said softly, "Take me to bed, Bruce..." Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 14 Bruce was so shocked at first that, for a few moments, he just stared at her. He took her hand as they both stood and then picked her up and carried her back to his bedroom, staring into her eyes the whole way, hoping not to see any hesitation from her. He sighed with relief when all he saw in her warm brown eyes was desire as he set her down next to the bed and started to remove her clothes. Amanda stared up at him as he lowered the zipper on the back of her dress. It was a fitted dress with spaghetti straps and the only undergarment she was wearing was her bikini panties. When he pulled the dress from her body and the fire in his eyes roared up a notch, she felt the need to make sure he wasn't going to be disappointed. "Bruce... you do realize that I am no longer a virgin..." He grinned sexily. "Yes, Amanda... I could tell the night we ran into each other at the Halloween party that you had lost your innocence... And I must say that I'm kind of glad now that I'm not the man to be taking your virginity." "What?!!! Why?" she asked in confusion as he had told her that was why she'd driven him crazy all those years ago... because he'd wanted them to lose their innocence together. "This is why," he growled as he took her right hand and placed it on the front of his pants and pressed her palm to his huge, hard dick. A jolt of excitement coursed through him when she gasped and moaned softly as she rubbed her hand on his aching shaft. "Because I'm afraid I would've really hurt you in my awkwardness and eagerness to take your virgin pussy. I don't know how many men you've been with, but have you ever had a cock this big inside you?" Amanda swallowed and shook her head slowly as she stared at him with lust and desire. "Oh, God, Bruce... you never even gave me the chance to explain the night you broke up with me that the reason I was so frightened of you was because touching your cock turned me on as much as I'd ever been turned on before and I knew if I got my hand on it, I wouldn't have been able to stop myself from pulling you inside me! I wanted you... more than I ever thought I could ever want anyone... and it scared me. I just wasn't ready then! But I am now... I want to feel your huge cock inside me... Fuck me, Bruce... fuck me now!" Bruce growled again as she helped him shed his clothes. Then she kicked her shoes off and he removed her panties and then picked her up and laid her on the bed, pausing to reach into his nightstand drawer and pull out a box of condoms. He stared down at her as he opened one and then moved over top of her and took her hand to help him roll it down over his thick, eight-inch shaft, their eyes burning at each other the whole time. Then he placed the head at her warm, wet entrance and paused as he asked huskily, "Are you sure you're ready now, Amanda? Are you really ready to feel me inside you? Are you ready to let me love you?" Amanda hesitated. She knew she wanted Bruce to fuck her... she'd been wondering for a long time what it would feel like to be fucked by a cock that huge. There was no question that her desire for him had returned and she'd begun to trust him again, but when he asked her if she was ready to let him love her, she didn't know the answer to that. She was hoping to find out when he took her body... If she had no thoughts or longings for Jack at all while Bruce was loving her, she figured she would have the answer. She bent her knees and spread her thighs wide as she moved her hands down his back to his ass and gripped his firm cheeks and growled, "Just take me, Bruce!" Then she gasped and groaned as he suddenly thrust his huge shaft inside her. "Ohhhhh... my GOD...!!!" she breathed as she felt her flesh stretching to accommodate him. "Oh God, Amanda..." Bruce groaned as he stared down at her. "You're so tight, baby! This is why I'm glad I wasn't you're first... I might've hurt you so bad that you'd never have wanted to have sex again! Are you OK, baby? Is your tight little pussy ready to be fucked by my big dick now?" he asked her sexily, somehow sensing that she merely wanted to find out how compatible they were sexually before she decided whether she could love him again. Amanda nodded and then closed her eyes as he began to move inside her. She was immediately almost overwhelmed by the physical sensations of her pussy being so completely filled and she couldn't help but moan in pleasure and move her body with his. As his thrusts got harder and deeper, she could feel her body nearing the point of release but something kept holding her back... there was something missing... "I love you, Amanda..." His hoarse whisper sounded just like Jack's voice. She half sobbed and half groaned as she clung to the body moving on top of hers and wrapped herself around him as she came... her pussy throbbing around the huge shaft pumping frantically inside her... Amanda let Bruce make love to her several times that night, and each time Amanda could not come unless she let herself imagine or believe that it was Jack making love to her. She had her answer... She would never be ready for Bruce Temple to love her... and she didn't know how to tell him there was only one man she wanted to love her... And Jack Nicholson was the only man Amanda Lewis would probably ever love again... But she'd pushed him away one too many times and his ego couldn't take any further rejection... she hadn't heard anything from him since he'd given her that necklace just after Christmas and she'd angrily sent him away when he told her Anjelica was waiting at his house for him. She was beginning to believe that Jack would never leave Anjelica... he might keep coming to her every so often when he'd missed her sweet pussy for too long, but he'd always go back to Anjelica... Bruce had told Amanda that he loved her... that he'd always loved her and he was willing to wait as long as she needed to be sure of her feelings for him... she was honest with him that she was not in love with him. But she did enjoy the feel of his huge cock fucking her, even if the only way she could come was to think of Jack and hear his voice inside her head telling her how much he loved her... What harm was there in that? Bruce had always known she had a thing for Jack Nicholson... it wasn't like she was cheating on him. Amanda's doubts that she'd ever see Jack again were reinforced when she and Bruce were watching the Academy Awards on Monday, April 11, 1988 and saw Jack and Anjelica sitting together. Amanda was very disappointed when Jack didn't win the Best Actor Oscar for his role in Ironweed, and she found it very ironic that all of his last three movies were up for some kind of Academy awards. She wondered how disappointed Jack felt that he didn't win the Oscar that night. She found out a couple nights later... and so did Bruce... Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 15 Wednesday evening, April 13, 1988, Amanda Lewis had a quiet dinner with Bruce Temple after they'd gotten off work and then he drove her back to her house. She invited him in for a drink, knowing full well they'd probably end up in bed together again. Bruce was insatiable for her and she was doing her best to try to use the passion and desire she felt from him to help her forget the love she still felt for Jack Nicholson. She had a feeling it would take a while for that to happen... Just as she and Bruce were moving things from her family room sofa to her bedroom, the front doorbell sounded. Bruce set her down and waited at the hallway while she went to the door to get rid of whoever it was. As soon as she started to open the front door, she was forced backward when it was pushed open and Jack stood in front of her glaring at her menacingly. "Whose fuckin' car is that parked in your driveway, Amanda?!!!" he growled angrily. "Jack... what the hell are you doing here?!!!" she yelled back. Jack's seething gaze shot past her when they heard Bruce's voice. "What the fuck is Jack Nicholson doing here, Amanda?!!!" She stepped back and turned so she could look back and forth between Jack's dark, angry scowl and Bruce's confused expression of surprise. "I'm not really sure why he's here, Bruce. He has no right to be!" Jack advanced on her and grabbed her arms. "What do you mean, I have no right to be!" he gritted through his teeth. "I came over here because I needed some reassurance from you... someone I trust... after my disappointment at the awards ceremony the other night... and I find a strange car here! And I have every right to check up on the woman I love and make sure no one else is messin' with her!!! And from the looks of things, I got here just in time!" he stated angrily as he took in her disheveled appearance and Bruce's unbuttoned shirt. Amanda yanked herself from his grasp and backed away toward Bruce. "No you don't, Jack! You don't have any right to be checking up on me! I do NOT belong to you! And besides... you're too late. Bruce and I are getting back together... and we've already had sex!!!" She stopped when she felt her back come in contact with Bruce's body and he put his hands on her shoulders. The anger in Jack's eyes more than doubled in intensity as he slowly advanced toward both of them. "What the fuck do you mean by you and he are getting BACK together?" he growled quietly. Bruce spoke up, his voice reflecting his increasing anger over this interference from the big star he'd been such a fan of for years, not fully realizing the implications of what was going on between the woman he loved and his favorite movie star of all time. "Amanda and I were college sweethearts, Mr. Nicholson, and we found each other again about six months ago and we're picking up where we left off. And I'm really starting to wonder just what the hell is going on here!!! How in the hell do you two know each other?!!!" Jack glared up at the younger man who appeared to be a bigger, leaner, meaner, and slightly better looking version of himself, except his eyes weren't quite right... Bruce's were greener and he didn't have Jack's expressive eyebrows. Jack grinned at him devilishly. "Well... Bruce, is it?" he asked sarcastically, and then continued after an affirmative nod, "A little less than a year ago, I rescued Miss Lewis, here, when she was stranded by a broken down rental vehicle and got her to Santa Barbara for the weekend so she could complete a job assignment... and then I stayed with her and fucked her the whole weekend!!!" He stopped and chuckled when Bruce's face registered total shock. "Jack... why are you doing this to me?" Amanda pleaded desperately when he looked at her still chuckling. "Because," he growled as he got totally serious again, "I told you... you belong to me and I'm not giving you up without a fight." He looked up at Bruce again and saw that the young man had sobered and was also looking like he wasn't going to give her up without a fight... not that Jack could blame him! But he also didn't want to have to take the guy on in a fist fight... he was pretty sure Bruce would probably beat the shit out of him. He would just lay the facts out and hopefully Bruce would realize that he didn't stand a chance with Amanda when she was forced to admit her true feelings to him. Jack looked back at her. "Amanda... did you tell Bruce that you're in love with me and that I'm in love with you?" "WHAT?!!!" Bruce cried incredulously as his hands on her shoulders moved to turn her around to face him. Jack continued confidently. "And did you tell him that I'm the man who took your virginity?" He paused as Bruce looked shocked once again, and then he drove the final nail into the coffin that was burying any chance Amanda had at a relationship with Bruce. "And did you also tell him that you got pregnant and then lost our child three months later?" Amanda's head dropped forward, her face crumpled in pain and she began to cry when Jack reminded her of the baby she'd lost. She just stood there alone when Bruce dropped his hands from her shoulders and walked several feet away from her. He stood still as he internally digested the shockwaves from the bombs that Jack Nicholson had just dropped on him. Then he turned around to face them again. His heart almost lurched at the sight of Amanda's pitiful face until he recalled why she was crying. Then he looked at the smug expression and the angry glare in the older man's eyes and it suddenly hit him how ironic it was that he'd lost Amanda AGAIN... but at least this time it really was because of Jack Nicholson. He'd told himself when she kept rejecting him before it was because he just didn't turn her on like Jack Nicholson did... He'd really been kicking himself lately when Amanda had explained to him that touching his huge cock had turned her on so much that it had frightened her, and if he hadn't been so goddamned impatient and out of control four years earlier, Amanda would've been his and she'd have never met Jack Nicholson! He had only himself to blame... Bruce looked back at Amanda again and he felt sorry for her... and himself. "Amanda... why didn't you tell me all this? Why did you lead me on this way?" She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. "I wasn't leading you on, Bruce! I've been honest with you about my feelings... I told you I wasn't in love with you... I care about you and I desire you, but I never told you I loved you! I told you that would probably take some time... But I guess I should've told you that the reason was because I'm in love with Jack..." Bruce snorted an ironic laugh. "Hell, Amanda... you've been in love with him since I've known you! What you should've told me was that he was in love with you! How the fuck was I supposed to ever have a chance with you against him?!!" "BECAUSE HE AND I AREN'T MEANT TO BE TOGETHER!!!" Amanda screamed at both of them. "WHY CAN'T YOU GET THAT THROUGH YOUR THICK SKULL?!!!" she screamed at Jack as she shoved her hands on his chest, pushing him away from her. Then she advanced on Bruce and started shoving him. "And you... you bastard... you're so willing to just roll over and give me up after you dumped me four years ago using the excuse that I'd never want you the way I wanted Jack! Well, you know what?!! Maybe you were right! Maybe I never really loved you at all and the only reason I wanted you was because I was curious about how it would feel to be fucked by this big dick of yours..." she sneered through her teeth as she reached down and pawed at his crotch. Bruce jumped back from her and raised his hand like he was going to backhand her, but he stopped and just growled at her, "You fucking bitch..." as he slowly lowered his arm. Amanda whirled around and screamed at Jack, who was standing there looking slightly shocked, "WELL... THERE YOU GO, JACK!!! YOU'VE GOT YOUR PROOF! I AM A BITCH AND IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT! NOW YOU HAVE A GOOD EXCUSE NOT TO LOVE ME ANY MORE!!! So, now you can go back to Anjelica and not feel guilty about leaving me alone... GO ON!!! GET OUT OF HERE!!! BOTH OF YOU!!! I'M SICK TO DEATH OF BOTH OF YOU!!! JUST... GET... OUT..." she gritted forcefully and stared at both of them until they silently moved to her front door and walked out. Even through her seething anger and pain, Amanda remembered that Bruce's car keys were in his jacket pocket that was laying over the back of the sofa in her family room. She stomped in and grabbed it and went to the front door, opened it and threw his jacket at him just as he was turning around from remembering he needed it and then she slammed the door shut again. She leaned her back against it and slowly sunk down onto the floor as she started to sob. Jack and Bruce glowered at each other for a moment until they heard her muffled sobs on the other side of the door. Jack turned back toward the door but stopped when Bruce said quickly, "I wouldn't do that if I were you. I've never seen her this upset and angry and there's no tellin' what she might do next." Jack closed his eyes and rubbed them with his hand as he shook his head and sighed heavily. "Ohhh fuck... I have really screwed things up now. She may never forgive me..." Bruce frowned at the genuine regret on Jack Nicholson's face and in his voice. "You really do love her... don't you?" he asked quietly and still felt slight surprise at seeing the pain in the man's eyes when he glanced at him as he nodded his head. Bruce took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. "Then fight for her... don't let her push you away. She's afraid because of what I did to her when I was young and stupid. She wants someone older and wiser..." Jack snorted a harsh laugh. "I may be older, but I don't know about wiser... Amanda knows my reputation... that's what she's been afraid of, too, not just because of how things ended between the two of you. I don't know how to convince her to just give me a chance... to give her and me a chance..." Bruce said speculatively, "Hmmm... so maybe I would still stand a chance with her..." Jack's head snapped toward the younger man as he growled, "Forget it, son! I don't want to try to take you on because I'm pretty sure you'd beat the hell out of me, but I will if I have to! I'm not giving her up to anyone!" Bruce chuckled as he slipped his jacket on and started buttoning his shirt and headed toward his car. Then he pointed at Amanda's front door, "I'm not the one you need to fight... she's on the other side of that door... and I wish you luck!" Bruce Temple climbed into his luxury sedan, started it and backed out of the driveway, saying a silent good bye to the woman who had haunted his dreams for over five years... until the night the dream had finally been real. He had derived even more pleasure from Amanda's body than he had imagined in his dreams, but he could tell from the way she had responded that her heart and soul were not with him when she came... they were somewhere else... with someone else... And now he knew with whom... For your sake, Amanda... I hope to God Jack Nicholson always loves you as much as he does now... you deserve it... ********** Jack watched the other car leave her driveway and the realization suddenly hit him... that young man had fucked Amanda and was getting ready to again when Jack arrived! Now that he'd had a chance to think about it, he might really have kicked Bruce Temple's ass!!! And then he remembered what Amanda had said, and his anger came roaring back. He stalked over and pounded on her door. "AMANDA?!! AMANDA!!! OPEN THIS GODDAMN DOOR! WE NEED TO TALK! OPEN IT NOW, OR I'LL KICK IT IN!!! DO YOU HEAR ME?!! OPEN... THIS... DOOR...!" he growled menacingly as he kicked it on the last three words. Amanda stood up and backed away from the door into the hallway as she yelled, "It's unlocked, you asshole!" Jack growled as he grasped the handle and pushed the latch with his thumb and threw the door open into the foyer wall. When it bounced off behind him, he kicked the door backwards and slammed it shut again. He slowly and deliberately advanced toward her until he backed her up against a wall and trapped her. "I can't believe you let that bastard back into your life after the way he hurt you and you won't even give me a chance to LOVE YOU!" Then he growled and gritted through his teeth, "You let him FUCK YOU, Amanda! How could you do that to me?!! And what was that shit about him havin' a big dick?!! WHY did you say that?!! Was that just for my benefit? You couldn't think of enough ways to hurt me so you were throwing everything you could think of at me?!! Well, guess what, darlin'? It didn't work!!! I'm still here and I still LOVE YOU! I'M FUCKIN' PISSED AT YOU for actin' like such a BITCH... but I still love you..." Amanda stood glaring at him, waiting for him to finish. When he stopped, she asked him one simple question. "Have you and Anjelica broken up for good?" "No." "Get out, Jack," she said simply. When he didn't move from in front of her, she brought her hands up and pushed him away from her. "GET OUT!" she yelled. "GODDAMN IT, AMANDA!!! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO PUSH ME AWAY ANY MORE!!!" He grabbed her arm and started dragging her toward her bedroom. "This is not about Anjelica and me... it's about YOU and me... and the fact that you don't TRUST me!!! Well, FINE!!! Let's see if I can give you another reason not to trust me... HUH?!!! Come on..." he growled as he jerked her around and threw her backward onto her bed. "Let's see if I can make your body betray you..." "Get away from me, Jack..." she said as she tried to back away from him further up the bed. Some of the anger in her eyes was being replaced by fear. He crawled over top of her and trapped her again, grabbing her wrists and pinning them over her head as his right knee forced her legs apart and then he lowered his body fully on top of hers, grinding his hard cock against her. Then he sneered, "It ain't as big as your young lover boy's but you want it just as bad, doncha, sweet girl?" he taunted as he saw the angry fire and the fear in her eyes turning to flames of desire. "Tell me what you want, Amanda..." he demanded quietly and then bent down to lick her lower lip where her teeth were dug into it. Then he nipped it with his teeth and sucked it into his mouth, running his tongue back and forth on the soft, swollen flesh until she whimpered softly. And then he parted her lips to plunge his tongue inside her sweet mouth, groaning as he tasted her again for the first time in months... He dragged his mouth from hers to trail his lips across her cheek and down her neck to her right ear. "Tell me, Amanda," he whispered as she whimpered and writhed beneath him. He groaned softly every time she arched against him, crushing her full breasts to his chest, and then her hips would roll upward to grind her crotch on him. But she was biting her lip and frowning with her eyes tightly closed; she was going to torture herself before she'd give him the satisfaction of telling him what she wanted... Jack captured both her wrists with his left hand and brought his right hand down to unbutton her silky blouse, lifting himself off of her as he worked his way down, completely opening it and pushing it to her sides. His right hand then caressed up her left side from her hip to her breast, fully cupping it, rubbing his thumb across her hard nipple and causing her to hiss as she arched in pleasure. Then he noticed that her bra had a front closure; he grinned wolfishly as he grasped it and squeezed until it popped open. He laughed softly when she briefly struggled against him until he bent down and sucked the peak of her left breast into his mouth and fluttered his tongue on her nipple. They moaned in unison as their crotches ground together. Jack lifted up to stare at her, his breathing becoming ragged as he struggled to control his raging desire for her. "Tell me... what you... want, Amanda..." he growled again as he pinched her nipple firmly. She whimpered again and kept her eyes closed. "I want you... to get off of me!" she gritted through her teeth and then groaned loudly and arched in pleasure when he bent down to suck on her nipple again and grind his cock against her. Jack laughed softly again as he nipped the puckered dark pink tip of her breast with his teeth before he released it and drawled sexily, "Your lips can protest all night long, but I told you your body would betray you... You want me, Amanda... you need me... admit it." His teasing laughter had died and the sexy drawl of his voice became a low, painful groan. "I have no problem with admitting it... I need you, Amanda... I need you so bad that I ache for you... it starts with my dick and then spreads until my gut and my heart are aching for you..." Amanda's whimpers died when his mouth took hers in a deeply erotic kiss as their bodies strained to come together through their clothing. Jack's left hand released her wrists and her arms immediately moved to cling to his torso for a moment as she kissed him desperately, and then her hands were moving to his pants, urging him to lift up so she could open them and free his hard cock. She groaned as she wrapped her hand around his hot, hard shaft. Jack broke their sensual kiss to stare down at her when she released his dick, moving to lift her skirt and remove her panties as he poised above her, anticipating sliding his throbbing flesh into hers... Then she pushed his pants and shorts down his thighs and helped him until his legs were free. It was his turn to groan when she grasped his cock and pulled him to her. Amanda stared up into his eyes with desperate desire as she placed him where she wanted him... where she ached for him... where she throbbed painfully to feel him fill her body... "I'm aching for you, too, Jack... please make it stop!" she whispered forcefully. She dragged air into her lungs and then expelled it raggedly as he slowly slid inside her. Jack had intended to take her slowly and savor every last minute of being inside her tight, sweet pussy again, but their urgency from not having fucked each other for over four months blew those plans all to hell. Within a minute, they were slamming together, grunting loudly as they both struggled to release the pent up frustration, lust and anger that still lingered from their unresolved argument. Jack lifted up on his left forearm to grasp her left thigh with his right arm and leveraged his right leg to forcibly drive his cock into her. "Is this... what you... wanted... Amanda?" he growled between grunts as he pounded into her. "Is this... making the... ache... in your... greedy... little pussy... go away? Huh... sweet girl?" He slammed deeply inside her and stopped for a moment as he growled through his teeth, "It's a good goddamned thing your little pussy still feels as tight as ever... I don't know if I could've forgiven you for letting another man fuck you if he had ruined your sweet little pussy with his big dick!" Amanda stared up at him, breathing raggedly as her anger started to resurface. "And what about you, Jack?" she gritted bitterly. "How many times have you fucked Anjelica since the last time you fucked me? And how many OTHER women besides me and her, huh, Jack?!!" "You little bitch... I'll shut you up!" he growled angrily as he grabbed a handful of her hair, pulled her head back and leaned down to angrily crush his mouth to hers as he pounded her furiously. He would loathe admitting to her that his anger and bitterness over her constant rejection of him had driven him to take a few other women who had thrown themselves at him over the last several months. He kept telling himself that if Amanda would just give him some indication that she was willing to give him a chance, it would make him not feel the need to try to forget his pain and anger inside the body of some other willing and attractive woman. But at the same time, he knew his weakness only reinforced her right not to trust him... Not to the mention the fact that Anjelica was becoming less and less willing to help him try to get rid of his ache for Amanda. Seduce me, Jack... Ch. 15 He was beginning to think that Anjelica somehow sensed that she wasn't the woman he ached for any longer... But his long-term attachment to her prevented him from being the one to break things off... he still couldn't bear the thought of hurting her. And he wouldn't until he was sure there was a real chance at a future for him and Amanda... He groaned loudly and his thrusts slowed as he broke their brutal kiss when his back arched in pleasure as her pussy clenched on his cock and throbbed from a powerful orgasm. He stared down at her with lust and desire as he watched her pleasure reflected on her face, heard it in her loud moans and felt it in the writhing of her body and the clenching of her hands on his lower back. A feeling of pure male dominance flowed through him... he got this feeling of power every time he fucked Amanda. She was the only woman who'd ever made him feel this sexually powerful... and he was addicted to it... That was why he knew if she would give him the chance, he was relatively certain that he could stay faithful to her. As long as he wasn't forced to spend long periods of time away from her... and then his weakness would only stem from the fact that he craved HER so... He didn't NEED pussy any more, but he LIKED it... but Amanda's pussy, he CRAVED... along with everything else about her... The feel of her body beneath him... the looks of love, passion and desire for him in her eyes... the taste of her sweet mouth, the feel of her soft lips and tongue... kissing him, licking him, wrapped around his cock... Listening to her soft sighs and moans as he stroked inside her passionately... the joyous sound of her laughter mingling with his... talking to her about basketball and the excitement they could share over the Lakers having another awesome season... All those thoughts drifted through Jack Nicholson's mind as he continued to make love to Amanda Lewis. He vowed that he was going to keep after her until she finally gave in and realized they were meant to be together... and he told her so before he left her that night. It took him another year and a half to finally wear her down... ********** Amanda was flattered when Jack contacted her a few months later to ask her opinion on whether he should accept a movie role that he'd been offered. He told her he was sure it was going to be a huge commercial success but it was not the type of role that would earn him an Oscar nomination because it was based on a comic book character, even though the director had assured him it would be a much darker and more menacing character than the silly TV version from back in the sixties. When she heard which character it was, Amanda had burst out laughing at first and then told Jack sincerely that she couldn't imagine any other actor who could do the role justice. During late 1988, Jack's schedule was taken up when he had to go to England for several weeks to do the filming on the movie that would gross him the largest salary any actor had ever earned because of the lucrative deal he made with the producers. He returned from shooting just before the holidays and he went to see Amanda because he had another present for her... another large heart for her necklace. This one was gold and it was engraved with the message, "You have my heart... and that's no Joke... Love forever, Jack." Amanda dragged him into her bed and then sent him away again when she got the same answer as to the status of his relationship with Anjelica. He showed up at her house again toward the end of March 1989, not in a very good mood; he had no reason to be attending the Academy Awards that year as he had no movies released during the nominating period. Amanda took him in and comforted him for a night and then sent him away again, only to be reminded by him that he'd be back and that he'd keep coming back until she agreed to take him off Anjelica's hands permanently... She refused his invitation to accompany him to the premiere of "Batman" in June of 1989, as she had no wish for their relationship to become public knowledge. She knew he still hadn't told Anjelica of their "love affair"... she hated that term but there was simply no other way to describe their relationship. They were in love but he was still involved in a long-term relationship that he couldn't bring himself to end so he was doing everything he could to get Anjelica to end it. They weren't seeing each other that often any more and his longing for Amanda had helped to create a distance between him and Anjelica that she didn't seem to want to fight against. He was sure it wouldn't be much longer until Anjelica finally realized that he'd already moved on in spirit, although not in body... In August, Jack managed to persuade Amanda to disappear with him for a weekend and he took her back to Dream Weaver's Inn where he'd rented his favorite suite with a huge, soft bed, a Jacuzzi tub and a balcony overlooking the ocean. They didn't leave the suite practically all weekend, except to go down for dinner and a little dancing afterward on Saturday night. Amanda held tightly to Jack as they danced to the song that used to bring her such pain when thinking about her father. But with Jack, the words began to take on a whole new meaning. The first verse seemed to tell her to stop worrying about how things were going with him and just enjoy the times they had together. The second verse had her thinking about how Jack made her feel when he made love to her and the third verse almost made her start to believe that she and Jack could have a future together... She smiled softly as her right hand absently played with the large silver heart on the chain around her neck. Jack Nicholson had become her Dream Weaver, too... ********** By the end of September 1989, Amanda knew she was pregnant again and this time she told Jack as soon as she found out. They waited a few more months to make sure that there would be no problems with the pregnancy, and right after the New Year in January 1990, Jack broke the news to Anjelica. She had accepted it with much grace and dignity... at first... until she realized that Amanda was the reason Jack had been pulling away from her for the previous couple of years. She confronted him on location at a movie studio one day and started beating on him as she ranted at him for not having the balls to stand up and admit to her that he was in love with another woman. She added that it would've given her more time to adjust and to move on as well instead of wasting her energy trying to figure out what was wrong between them. But then she admitted to him that she had somehow known all along and that she hadn't had the guts to end it either... or maybe she'd done it just to torture and punish him for moving on! Anjelica left after wishing him luck and happiness... ********** Amanda was astounded when Jack asked her to move into his home with him. As far as she knew, he'd never asked any woman to share his house with him... not even Anjelica. Amanda relented to come stay with him when he was there, but when he was gone on location, she would go back to her house until he returned. Luckily, during the latter months of her pregnancy, it was the height of basketball season so all of Jack's work was keeping him in the Los Angeles area so he wouldn't miss any of the Lakers' home games. Amanda was due to give birth around the same time as Jack's 53rd birthday and she was thinking what a wonderful present that would be for him. But, their daughter had other ideas and she arrived about a week before... but she was smart enough to choose a day when there was no Lakers' home game scheduled! Jack happened to be home when Amanda went into labor and she managed to keep him calm enough to drive her to the hospital since her labor was not progressing too rapidly. Jack was uncomfortable being with her in the labor room at the hospital because he couldn't stand seeing her in so much pain so she made him go to the waiting room. And she didn't think he'd be able to stand actually witnessing the birth, so she didn't request his presence for that, either. Jack came to her room as soon as she was moved there from the delivery room, and their daughter was brought to them soon after, once she'd been cleaned up, thoroughly examined and pronounced a perfectly healthy baby. Her daddy couldn't get over how beautiful she was, and he regretted not having been present to see her born. "Amanda... why didn't you ask to have me with you in the delivery room?" "I'm sorry, Jack... you were so uncomfortable with me in the labor room and I just figured that you wouldn't have been able to handle being in the delivery room watching. You know, childbirth is a lot messier than most people want to admit and I know how squeamish you are about some things!" Jack chuckled self deprecatingly. "Yeah, I know... I can be a bit of a sissy when it comes to things like 'life and death'... But I would like to have been there for you... I never want to make you feel that I don't love you or care about you. I would make myself handle these things for you... you make me want to be a better man." He leaned down and kissed her... a tender kiss full of promises... Amanda Lewis beamed at Jack Nicholson as he took their tiny daughter from her arms and held her lovingly. She knew he no longer seemed like the "Jack" she fell in love with... he was a better man... because of her... and she knew that was... As good as it gets... * Author's Note: This work of fiction means no disrespect to any of the people who are actually a part of Mr. Nicholson's personal life. This is simply a fantasy story based on a "what if" scenario surrounding actual times and events in his life... We love you Jack Nicholson... sexy bad boy that you are... but we fantasized of taming you into a kinder, gentler lover... and you're still one of the sexiest old men around!!!