Revealing Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #3)

A Victoria Wilde Novel

IAN DALTON

Copyright © Ian Dalton, 2011

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V3.1

ALSO
BY IAN DALTON

The
Victoria Wilde Series:

INAPPROPRIATE THOUGHTS

SECRET THOUGHTS

REVEALING THOUGHTS

SECOND THOUGHTS
(Excerpt Included)

Victoria Wilde Prequel

DESPERATE THOUGHTS

SWEET PROCRASTINATION

ENHANCED

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Table of Contents

Revealing Thoughts

Second Thoughts Excerpt

Brian was lying naked on the bed, rubbing his
hands together impatiently while he craned his neck, struggling to
peer into the bathroom. He sighed. "Come on."

Jillian poked her head through the door. "Just a
second." She disappeared and then called back, "Hey, did you send
the prenup to your lawyer friend?"

"No, I signed it. I trust you and I just want my
birthday present."

"I really wish you'd have someone look it
over."

"Please get out here so I
can
look
you
over."

She appeared in the doorway wearing a white lace
teddy, her full breasts busting out of the top, and her pink
nipples showing through the sheer fabric. She stood there for his
pleasure. "Do you like?"

"I do."

"How does it feel to be twenty-seven?"

He smiled. "Awesome, now."

Jillian grinned as she slowly made her way over
to him. "I've got a surprise for you—a couple actually."

"Really, what?"

"One at a time."

Brian eyed her up and down, and his penis began
to grow as a result. He said, "Is that new?"

She nodded. "This is the first surprise." She
ran her hands down over the lace fabric until she reached her
pussy. Then she put her finger between her lips. "It snaps way down
here, if you need to open this up for some reason."

He swallowed hard. "That's, uh, good to
know."

Jillian's eyes traveled down his lean, muscular
body to his rock-hard cock as she climbed on the bed. She ran her
tongue over her lips and gasped, "You're ready to go."

He nodded, as she knelt between his legs and
took hold of him with both hands. His cell phone rang on the
nightstand. He sighed, "My mother said she'd call tonight. She has
the worst timing."

Jillian gave him a sexy look. "It won't bother
me if you get it."

"If I don't, she'll keep calling and
calling."

"I insist," she said with an evil grin.

Brian answered the phone, "Hey, Mom."

Jillian chose that moment to engulf him in her
mouth.

He gasped softly. "Uh, what's that?"

She lifted her head and grinned at him, and then
began licking all around his thick head.

"Oh, I'm having a good birthday. Just staying
home tonight...Jillian? Yeah, she's good."

Just then Jillian took him back deep into her
mouth and sucked him hard. Brian said quickly in a cracking voice,
"Actually she's great—she's absolutely great…couldn't be
better."

She got into a rhythm over him. His eyes glazed
over, and it became more and more difficult to concentrate.

"What…Yeah. Oh, sorry, Mom. Can I call you back
tomorrow? We’re just in the middle of a movie, and I really want to
see how it ends."

Jillian pulled up from him and stared into his
eyes, as he said, "Okay, Mom...bye." He put the phone down. "What's
gotten into you?"

"When ever I think of your mother, I feel like
really taking care of you."

"I wish she would call more often then."

Jillian moved up beside him on the bed; she
unsnapped the bottom of her teddy, and the front end retracted up,
exposing her completely shaved pussy. He exhaled deeply. "You
shaved."

"It is your birthday." She pulled the teddy up
off her body and tossed it onto a nearby chair. Then she straddled
his chest and lifted up on her knees, eight inches from his chin.
His eyes traveled down from her face to her breasts and then
settled on her pussy.

"The second surprise is in the pool."

Brian looked at her intrigued. "Where's
Rob?"

"Out all night."

"You’re sure?"

"I'm positive," Jillian said, as she moved her
pussy to within a half an inch of his lips.

He stared right into her beautiful parts and
sighed. "You, uh, don't want to stay here?"

"I think you'll like what I have for you down
there."

Brian extended his tongue to lick her. Just
before he made contact she pulled away and climbed off of him. He
gave her a sad look. "Hey."

"I bought a huge raft. I want to lay in it and
float around the pool for like an hour while we do sixty-nine. It's
a big boat—it matches your big cock."

Brian leaned up on his elbows and smiled at the
compliment. "That sounds like fun."

"You go get in the boat and stay hard. I'll be
right behind you."

Brian rushed out to the pool, jumped into the
water, and climbed onto the giant three-man raft. He lay there
waiting with a goofy smile, while stroking his cock and just
staring up at the beautiful starlit Miami sky. He heard the door
open and close, and then a splash in the pool. Seconds later
Jillian grabbed the raft and poked her head up over the side to
look at him.

She grinned, and said in a bad English accent,
"Has your boat sunk, dear sailor?" He glanced at her confused, as
she continued, "I'm a mermaid sent up from the bottom of the sea to
save you."

"How exactly am I supposed to perform oral on a
woman with a fishtail bottom?"

Glaring at him, Jillian said, "I get my legs and
everything as soon as I get out of the water. Just go with it, will
ya?"

"Okay." Brian paused and took a shot at his own
English accent, "Why, yes...fair mermaid... " He stepped out of
character. "Um, why the English accent?"

"This thing just feels British to me," she said,
giving him a tired look.

He cleared his throat. "Why yes, you are a sight
for sore eyes for my boat has sunk, and I'm thirsty. I need a drink
from your sweet quim."

She smiled brightly.
"
Quim
—nice
touch."

Jillian climbed up onto the raft, with her head
toward his groin. They struggled to get into the right position and
went to town. What started off as silly, soon became one of the
hottest oral sex sessions they had ever had. It didn't last an
hour, but instead a good thirty minutes. The warm night, the gentle
waves, and the intense passionate oral sex left them panting and
spent.

As they lay back, floating lazily together,
Brian said, "That's a keeper. We should put that in the regular
rotation."

Jillian began stroking his cock; it soon
responded and was at full size. She slipped her hands behind his
balls and stroked his perineum. "I've got one more surprise for
you."

He closed his eyes in ecstasy and groaned, "No
way. What is it?"

"I want to do that thing to you that Victoria is
always raving about." He knew instantly what she meant, and his
face lit up at the thought of it. "But let's take a bath first—a
good bath."

He nodded with a big smile as she pulled her
hand away from him. They flopped out of the raft, and when they
were out of the pool, he asked, "Where are the towels?"

"Oh, shit. I forgot!"

Brian shrugged, and they walked up to the back
door. He turned the knob and found it locked. He sighed, "Again? No
fucking way."

"I must have been locked when I pulled it
closed."

"Why'd you pull it closed?"

Jillian glared at him. "Well I was rushing out
here to put your penis back in my mouth, and I wasn't thinking of
much else."

"Sorry." Brian shrugged and then moved right and
began checking windows to see if they were locked while Jillian did
the same to the windows on the left. They, of course, were all
secured. They met back at the door, and she said, "I guess you'll
just have to go to Victoria's to get the key."

"No way," he grumbled. "I'm not walking through
the neighborhood completely naked for the third time."

Jillian's face lit up. "What about those clothes
you hid out here in that plastic bag months ago?"

Brian put on a big grin as he headed over to an
outdoor bin. "And you thought I was nuts. Well look who's not crazy
and has something to wear." He opened the bin, pulled out a
shredded plastic bag, and looked at it in shock. "What the
hell?"

Jillian walked over with her mouth wide open.
"Some animal must have gotten in there and—"

"Shit." Brian opened up what was left of the bag
and pulled out two pieces of shredded fabric, and a pair of
flip-flops that were still in good shape. He moaned, "Fuck me."

"This sucks," she added with a frown.

He looked at her. "Don't you have towels out
here in that other bin?"

"I just took them in to be washed."

"You sure?"

She nodded apologetically.

"So we're locked out again? How's this even
possible?"

Jillian shrugged her shoulders as he rushed back
to the door and put his shoulder to it, hard.

"Don't hurt yourself. I guess you'll just have
to walk to Victoria's. I'd go with you, but I don't have any shoes.
You know how sensitive the bottom of my feet are."

Brian exhaled deeply. "You can wear these. How
about you go by yourself, and I'll wait here. I took the first two
trips. It's your turn."

She gave him an angry stare.
"Fine. Give me the shoes. I'm sure I'll be fine…a naked woman
walking two blocks at night. I can hear Nancy Grace interviewing
you now." Jillian did an amazing impression, as she said in a high
accusatory voice, "Let me get this straight—you sent your
buck naked
fiancée…out
in the middle of the night to get a
key
, and you were shocked to find
she was kidnapped, gang raped, tortured, and brutally
murdered."

He rolled his eyes. "Of course, I wouldn't send
you." Brian paused to think. "How about I break a window? We can
get it fixed."

She shook her head in disappointment and then
moved behind him. She stood on her tiptoes and put her mouth to his
shoulder. In a soft, sexy voice she said, "It's only two blocks."
She kissed his shoulder blade and then moved a little lower, as she
held him by the hips. He melted with her touch. "I really want to
make this special for you."

He groaned as she got on her knees and placed
tiny kisses all over his lower back. Jillian grinned and put her
tongue where his back met the cleft of his ass and pushed it down a
half inch. She glanced up. "Hurry back."

"I'll be five minutes max." Then he took off for
Victoria’s.

Jillian glanced around the backyard, looked at
the stars for thirty seconds, and then she lifted a rock, grabbed a
key, and unlocked the door. She grabbed her cell phone, hit a
button and then waited for an answer. "Yes...okay." She ended the
call and rushed to the powder room.

She glanced in the mirror, groaned at her
appearance, and quickly towel dried her hair and body. She put her
hair up in a ponytail and opened the cabinet to pull out some
clothes and shoes she had stashed there. She began to get dressed
just as Brian was about half way to Victoria's.