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Inappropriate Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #1)
Book: Inappropriate Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #1) Read Online Free
Author: Ian Dalton
Tags: Sex, sexy, tennis, Contemporary Fiction, divorce, friends with benefits, younger man, older woman
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extended the towel to her, and she shook
her head and made a face as if he were offering her a
biohazard.
    "Keep it," Jillian said. She walked over,
picked up his racquet and all his clothes, calmly walked to the
back of the yard, and threw them over the fence.
    He looked at her like she was crazy as he
wrapped the towel around his waist.
    "Oh, now you cover up," she said
sarcastically. Then she pointed to the gate, and he headed for it
with her following close behind. She said, "Believe me when I say
that I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you are in
desperate need of a trim."
    After shooting her an evil look, he went
through the gate. Jillian locked it and headed back to the house
while thinking that would be the last blind date she ever allowed
her friends to arrange. It would also be several days before the
image of his giant bush would leave her brain, although she would
save the picture for a long time.
     

6
    That evening, Natalie’s roommate was away
for the night, so she and Brian lay in her bed, making out. She
allowed him to remove her shirt and bra but not her jeans. He spent
a lot of time playing with her newly-unveiled breasts as she ran
her fingers through his hair. He tried repeatedly to unbutton her
jeans and was stopped each time. While his hands were all over her
body, her hands never went below his shoulders, much to his growing
frustration.
    "God, you feel amazing," he said.
    "Oh, so do you," she said breathlessly.
    "I’m so hot for you right now."
    "So am I."
    "Well, why..." he began before thinking
better of it.
    "'Why' what?" she asked.
    Aching for her, Brian looked down at his
straining groin before glancing up at her face. "Why, uh, aren’t
you touching me?"
    "I am touching you."
    "Why aren’t you touching me... anywhere
else?"
    She looked innocently at him. "Oh, I can’t
do that."
    "Why not?"
    "I can’t. I just can’t touch it right now,
because..."
    Natalie stared at the ceiling a moment, sat
up in bed, and pulled her legs to her chest. Sitting up next to
her, he looked sympathetically at her.
    "You can tell me. Really, what is it?"
    She paused and then looked at him. "I, uh,
when I was younger, there was this thing that happened, and now I
just can’t."
    He wrapped his arm around her shoulder and
looked devastated. "Jesus, I’m so sorry. I didn’t know. Do you want
to talk about it?"
    "No, I, uh..."
    "Is there anything I can do?"
    "I just need time. Will you wait for me?"
Natalie asked as she looked away from him toward the door.
    "As long as it takes."
    She looked back at him with a smile. "You
mean it?"
    "Yes, I’m crazy about you," Brian said.
    "Will you stay and just hold me all
night?"
    Nodding, he gave her a sympathetic
smile.

7
    Jillian had a date that night with James. It
would be their third date together, and this guy seemed like
long-term boyfriend material. They met through an Internet dating
site and were a decent match. The plan was for James to pick her up
and take her to dinner; they left the remainder of the night open
to other possibilities. Jillian thought she’d invite him in
afterward, since she was attracted to him, but probably not go all
the way. It had been eight months since her last sexual encounter,
if you could even call it that, and she was really starting to long
for the touch of a man. She didn’t want to sleep with just anyone;
she was waiting for the right guy.
    James arrived with a bag full of Chinese
food and carrying a soft briefcase. She was surprised with the
change of plans but was a fan of Chinese, so she didn’t object. She
brought out some plates, and they ate in the dining room. As she
spooned out the food, James pulled three books from his bag and set
them on the chair next to him. Jillian couldn’t see the titles of
the books, but she poured them each a glass of wine without asking
about them. She figured he'd talk about the books when he was
ready. They talked about the usual stuff, and she forgot all about
the books until she

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