Inappropriate Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #1) (26 page)

Reaching down, she grasped his shaft,
guiding it into her harder. He got the message and lifted up on his
toes as he drove into her harder and faster. With each downward
plunge, his body pressed into her swollen clitoris, and she
groaned. They looked into each other’s eyes and were one. Focusing
all his energy to his cock, he flexed his muscles, collapsing onto
her, his engorged cock pressing deep inside her, his girth filling
her and pressing hard on her clit. Gasping, she exploded with a
giant orgasm.

She wrapped her arms and legs around him and
pulled him deep inside of her. They held there a moment until he
began to move in and out of her. Releasing her hold of him, he
pumped faster. She used the muscles in her pussy to squeeze him
tightly as she slipped a finger between the cheeks of his ass. He
strained then came hard, yelling out loud. He pumped twice more,
pushed into her as far as he could, and then slumped on her,
desperate to catch his breath.

For the next few hours, they performed all
the acts outlined in Chapters Twelve through Fourteen. When they
finally fell asleep, it was just after 4:00 a.m. A few hours later,
she woke him to execute one of the two acts described in Chapter
Sixteen. They followed the manuscript, more or less, and for the
first time in her life, Jillian’s imagination came to life, and it
was actually better than it read on the page.

When Jillian woke on Saturday morning, Brian
was still asleep. After showering, she put on a short, silky robe,
went downstairs, and prepared a fabulous breakfast for him. When
she entered the bedroom forty minutes later with the tray, she
found him reading from her laptop again. She rolled her eyes,
grinned, and placed the tray on the bed.

He closed the computer and then put it down.
"Anastasia is really a naughty girl."

"She can be."

Gazing down at the plate of pancakes, he
rubbed his hands together. "I’m starving. Those look good."

"I’ve been following your advice."

Jillian got onto the bed. They both knelt on
either side of the tray and began to eat. After taking a bite, he
nodded to her with a smile. "And Brice, I mean, me... I’m, like,
amazing in bed. I can evidently go all night."

"Remember, it’s just a novel." Jillian gave
him a smile.

"But it
is
based on the
truth."

"Loosely," she joked.

He looked at her with a curious expression.
"I’m in Chapter Twenty, and Anastasia’s having what some people
call... "backdoor" with Brice, and it’s really hot stuff. Is only
Anastasia into that or are... you, as well?"

"Oh, that’s just her." Jillian replied
matter-of-factly, and she took another bite of pancake.

"You might want to reconsider. I’ve had a
lot of requests for that lately. Evidently, a number of women think
it’s an area of my expertise, so—"

He gave her a mock-smug look. Scoffing, she
then looked at him like he must be joking. "How many women are we
talking about?"

"I don’t want to brag or anything, but that
would be a total of three in just the last week."

"Really?"

He looked to the ceiling, thinking, then
glanced back at her. "No, I lied..."

"I thought so." She nodded while holding
back a laugh.

"It’s been about ten days."

After looking away with her mouth wide open,
she returned to him. "So you’re saying... you’re like an anal-sex
magnet?" She gazed at him, awaiting his response.

He finished a mouthful of pancake while
holding a finger up and nodding. "I don’t want to necessarily paint
myself with that brush, but you could call me that."

Covering her mouth with her hand, she looked
away, grinning, before settling her eyes back on him, her curiosity
piqued. "Okay, I’ve got to know... who are the three?"

He sat up straight, lifted his hand to count
them off, and began, "First, there was Laura." He touched his
thumb.

"Rob’s girlfriend?"
Putting down her fork, Jillian leaned back against the
footboard.
This is getting interesting!
s
he thought.

"Yeah. They were fighting.
She wanted to use me for
that
to get back at him." He gave her a defensive
look. "But it still counts."

"Then there was Victoria when I picked up
the key." He touched his second finger.

"She asked you for it... really?" Crossing
her arms, she shook her head.

"Victoria said when I
returned the key, she would take me
around
the world.
I didn’t even know what the
hell that meant until I Googled it. She’s a bad girl but
fun."

She nodded casually. "So, that’s definitely
number two. And, uh, three?"

After glancing at the ceiling while trying
to decide the best way to share the story, he gave her a hesitant
look. "Have you ever heard of a 'technical virgin'?"

She gave him a confused look. "No, what’s
that?"

"Let me finish one last bite before I tell
you." He devoured a forkful before sitting back against the
headboard. "It’s a woman who remains a virgin by never having
vaginal sex and only having the other kinds, including the frisky
Anastasia’s favorite act."

He raised his eyebrows as she returned a
sour look. "That’s makes no sense."

"It doesn’t, but evidently, it still counts.
Natalie considers herself still a virgin, even though four guys—and
counting—have had intimate experiences with her... um,
backside."

Looking at him like she
smelled something foul, she widened her eyes. "Wow, she
is
nuts."

"So, I’m just saying… I’ve had requests. I
guess you could say there’s a waiting list of sorts. I could add
your name now... but if not, I can’t guarantee your spot." Brian
held his head high and proud while somehow maintaining a straight
face. "The list could grow."

"I’ll take my chances." Jillian rolled her
eyes. "What makes you such an expert in this area anyway? I mean
how many times have you done it?"

"Never. But the women must see something in
me." She held back a laugh as he continued, "How about this: in
case you change your mind in the future, let me check you out down
there, just to make sure you qualify."

Getting out of bed, he stood in front of her
feet.

"Qualify?" She stared up at him,
perplexed.

He moved the tray to the floor and grabbed
her feet. "Turn over." She looked at him suspiciously, and he
added, "It’s okay. I’m a doctor."

After lying back against the bed, she
flipped over. He dropped down onto the bed between her legs. "It’s
really more of a trade school certification than a Ph.D." He
grabbed the bottom of her robe and flipped it up out of the way,
exposing her gorgeous, naked ass. "Wow, weren’t you getting a draft
this morning?"

"Not really." She shook her head with a
grin.

Studying her from that angle, he smiled.
"Have you ever considered doing any ass modeling?" Jillian scoffed,
and he continued, "Or stunt ass work for, like, an A-list movie
star."

"No," she giggled.

"Because your ass is spectacular. Let’s say
they wanted Sandra Bullock to do a shower scene, and she had a
thing about showing her ass; you could totally fill in for
her."

"I hear she does her own ass work."

"Well, if she ever stops..."

Resting her head on the mattress, she smiled
widely, enjoying his attention.

He shook his head in admiration. "It’s
really breathtaking... But wait—that’s interesting."

"What’s that?" she asked.

"I’m not 100 percent sure, but your parts
look like they might be a little too close together. Has you
primary care doctor or gynecologist ever mentioned anything
about—"

"No!" she screamed.

"Well, maybe you should have that checked
out next time you’re, uh—"

"Are you done yet?" she interrupted.

"Not even close. Has anyone ever spent any
real quality time getting to know you back here?"

"No. No one has." She struggled to avoid
laughing out loud.

"So you really don’t know
if incorporating any of this type of...
play
into your activities in bed is
something that you might be interested in at all."

"I already know that it’s not something that
I’d be—"

The second his lips touched the back of her
knee, she stopped talking. After placing a gentle kiss there, he
pulled up. "You smell amazing. What is that?"

"It’s a body wash called Moonlight Path. I
took a shower this morning while you were still unconscious."

Drinking in her scent, he crawled up her
body, kissing along the back of her thigh. "That’s a great name,
since that just happens to be the path I’m on next."

She picked her head up from the mattress,
thinking. Once she finally got his moon reference, she smiled and
lay her head back down.

He leaned in and gently kissed her right ass
cheek near her hip, and a bolt of electricity shot through her
body. She shuddered a bit. "That tickles."

He said slowly, "Have you..." then gently
kissed her left cheek, "ever wondered..." then back to the right, a
little closer to her cleft, "what it might be..." then left again,
still closer, "…like to have..." then right, still closer to her
sensitive crease.

Jillian closed her eyes, opened her mouth in
pure ecstasy as she gripped the comforter with both hands, and
lifted her hips off the bed toward him.

He kissed her more gently just on the inside
of her cheek. "…someone kiss you..." He moved to the other side,
and his lips barely touched her as he finished with, "…here?"

She exhaled deeply with her ass raised up
slightly more off the bed. Lifting his head, he could see that she
was enjoying this so much that her eyes were closed, her mouth was
open, and her grip on the comforter was intense. He smiled. "Have
you?"

She said slowly in the sexiest voice ever,
"No, that’s... not, uh... Should you really be doing that?"

His eyes traveled down her body, stopping at
her hips, which still held her position, seemingly begging for his
kiss. "I could literally stare at you for hours like this."

She replied softly and like she didn’t
believe it at all, "Then there’s something wrong with you."

He moved his head back to her. Jillian’s
pulse quickened as he kissed her again on either side of her
sensitive bottom. The tingles flowed all over her body with each
gentle brushing of his lips.

Tilting his chin up, he whispered, "If you
don’t like this, maybe I should stop."

"Don’t you dare."

He gently pressed his tongue to her gorgeous
puckered hole. Jillian held her breath and rubbed her face into the
comforter with her mouth open as drool slowly slid from her lips.
"Oh, yes..." she cried out.

Gently, he held her ass cheeks apart as he
swirled his tongue around her sensitive seam. Her heart raced, and
her pussy tingled. Pulling back, he eyed her body up and down.
"I’ve wanted to do this since I saw you in that tiny bikini."

"You have?" she whispered breathlessly.

He narrowed his eyes and went back down. She
cried out; she’d never felt anything quite like this. Sex is
fucking amazing, she thought, as Brian slipped his tongue down and
slowly ran it from her pussy to her ass, back and forth. Why had
she wasted half her life with less-than-spectacular sex?

Lifting his head up, Brian's eyes slowly
traveled from her beautiful ass up her delicate back to her
delicate shoulders. He breathed out deeply. "God, you’ve got an
amazing body!"

She purred with delight and then shimmied
her ass a little, begging him to get back to it.

"Should we try it?" he asked.

"Do whatever you want, but be gentle."

Climbing up, he placed his cock between her
ass cheeks. She turned to him. "Wait, uh, I have some lube right
there in the nightstand."

He slipped off of her and sat on the edge of
the bed. After pulling out the tube of KY, he squeezed some onto
his fingers, thoroughly lubed up his erection, and moved back into
position. She spread her legs and lifted her ass off the bed.
Staring down at her gorgeous parts with his heart pumping out of
his chest, he placed his thick head at her tiny entrance and used
his hand to guide it around.

"Oh..." she cried out as she pushed her hips
out to him with her hole gently kissing his tip.

"You ready?"

"Uh-huh."

He held his cock firmly as he moved his hips
slightly into her, a half-inch or so, back and forth. Her puckered
pink asshole parted just slightly to allow him access.

"Oh, man," he moaned. Jillian’s mouth flew
open in ecstasy. Caught up in the moment, he thrust into her a
little more. Grimacing, she was torn between the intense pleasure
and pain.

"Slowly," she moaned.

He moved forward carefully as a satisfied
smile spilled across her face. "You stay still, I’ll..." Jillian
said.

Removing his hand from his cock, he held his
body up, hovering above her with his arms and legs flexed. His cock
was at full size, completely excited. He swore that it had never
been this big before.

She pushed her hips back slightly as his
shaft slipped almost an inch into her tight hole. She gasped. He
could feel he was about to cum, but he didn’t want to stop. He
tried to focus his mind on something, anything else, but the sight
of him sliding into her gorgeous ass was too much for him. After
breathing out deeply, he let out a loud moan.

She held her breath and then pushed her ass
out to him a little farther. His thick cock slipped fully into her
ass. Screaming out in pain, she dropped her body to the bed pulling
his erection free from her. Brian yelled out with his climax upon
him, and his semen blasted all over her cheeks.