Revealing Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #3) (17 page)

First she took him out for
dinner and then on to a bar for his first
legal
drinking experience. At just
after ten, they returned to his dorm. Caroline made him wait
outside the bedroom door as she slipped into his room. When he
heard her bang some body parts into something really loudly and
then curse, he broke into laughter. A few seconds later, she opened
the door an inch, told him to come in, and then moved away from the
door.

Jim tried to open the door, but it seemed to be
blocked by some piece of furniture and would only open about
eighteen inches. He peered into the dimly lit room and saw that a
single, large candle provided the room’s only light; he could just
make out Caroline sitting on his bed and grinning hesitantly. She
said, "Sorry, I guess I should have measured before I, uh…"

"What are you up to?" he asked, chuckling as he
struggled to see more of the candlelit room. He slipped through the
opening, scraping his shoulder along the way before falling onto
the bed. He closed the door and then steadied himself while letting
his eyes fully adjust to the dimly lit room. Inside the room, she
had created a mini feng shui massage experience with a massage
table, a single large candle, and some kind of grass wall hanging.
He took in the scene with his lips parted, and his heart melting.
When Jim glanced back to her, his surprise was evident.

"Do you like it? I mean, it's not as nice as the
one you put together for Victoria, but you know you don't have a
lot of space in here, and I didn't win any money at a casino."

The room was so small that the massage table was
pressed up against his dresser on one side and his bed on the
other. There were only a few feet of floor space at the foot and
head of the table.

"I love it."

Caroline looked at him and shook her head as she
said, "I screwed this whole thing up. It doesn't fit—it's a
disaster."

"No, no. I really do love it." He leaned over
and gave her a kiss.

"Really?"

He nodded, but she frowned as she looked at the
dresser. "There's a slight problem with the dresser. Now you can
only open the top drawer. Oh, I think you can get into the bottom
one if you crawl on the floor under the table."

Jim gave her a concerned look. "But my condoms
are in that middle drawer."

"Oh, that's your other surprise."

He gave her a curious look as she returned a
sexy smile. "At the beach I told you I wanted to go on the pill,
remember?" He nodded, and she added, "Well, surprise."

Jim widened his eyes. "That might be my favorite
gift."

They shared a chuckle and then he grinned as he
stood on the mattress to take in the entire room. "There's enough
room—kind of. I mean, you can stand by the door for this side, then
by the window for the other side, or kneel on the bed over here. It
fits perfectly."

"Yeah, right, but luckily it folds up for when
you actually want to live in here. Why don't you get ready for your
rub? You know—take it all off."

Caroline struggled to climb from the bed to the
foot of the table as Jim began removing his clothing. She admired
his firm body in the candlelight as he moved from the bed onto the
sheet-covered table and put his head comfortably in the rest.

"Is this table heated?" he asked jokingly. She
smacked him hard on the ass, and he said, "Just kidding."

Caroline dribbled a line of
oil over his ass and legs and then began to work it in. He groaned
as she firmly worked his glutes. "I know you had that no sex rule
at your
other
massage room, but I was thinking maybe we should waive that
here," she said.

"Oh, you do, do you?"

"Yes, in fact it's against the
law to
not
have
sex in the commonwealth of Pennsylvania after a massage. We're a
much more liberal state than Florida." He turned to look at her,
and she added, "I don't know what I'm saying. I must have had too
much to drink at dinner."

He placed his head back down and exhaled deeply
as she climbed onto the bed and then moved to the head of the
table. She dribbled oil on his neck and then worked it in, as she
said, "I found this special massage oil. It's oil, but it's also a
personal lubricant. It can go anywhere—if you know what I
mean."

He moved his head up to look at her, and then he
asked, "Anywhere?"

"Well, it doesn't taste so good, but it can go
in all the other places."

He raised his eyebrows and then slipped back
down. She dribbled oil over his back, shoulders, and arms, and then
worked it in for the next fifteen minutes.

"Okay, birthday boy, time to turn over."

Jim turned over on his back. His penis was
completely flaccid; she looked at it and asked, "What? This isn't
doing it for you?"

He looked down to his softy and replied, "No. I
was hard before when you were doing my legs, but the upper body
stuff was so relaxing that I, uh…"

Caroline removed her clothes while he stared at
her. As soon as her breasts were uncovered, his penis began to
respond. She glanced at it. "That's better." She dribbled the
oil-lubricant all over his chest and began to work it in. She
leaned over him to reach his stomach, and one of her breasts grazed
his mouth. He moaned; when her breast brushed his mouth again, he
captured it with his lips.

She groaned and closed her eyes, enjoying his
attention. She pressed down into him, and he began to gently chew
on her hard nipple. She glanced at his cock, which was now full
sized and standing at attention. She breathed out deeply and then
climbed up on the table, placing her knees on either side of his
head. Jim glanced up to her pussy and narrowed his eyes. He
desperately wanted to taste her.

Caroline dribbled a lot of oil over his penis
and balls, and then began to massage it in. Jim lifted his mouth to
her pussy and slipped his tongue inside. She cried, "Oh, Jim…" He
licked her slowly as she continued pumping his cock with two hands.
She pushed her hips down until her pussy was pressed hard into his
face. He began licking her wildly, and she shimmied her hips over
him. Caroline grabbed the oil and squeezed some on to her breasts.
She moved her hands to them and rubbed it in, and then she worked
it down to her abdomen. Jim continued licking her as he ran his
hands up to her now slick breasts. She bent over and returned to
jerking him off as he massaged her slick nipples.

She lifted up as a miniorgasm shot through her
pussy and then pulled away from him. She said, "I need something
big in there."

He widened his eyes in anticipation as she
carefully maneuvered, turning the other way until her pussy was
hovering just over his cock. Jim grabbed the bottle of oil and
squeezed more on to her breasts and then worked it in. Her nipples
quickly became hard and her breasts were completely slick. She
groaned, and then bent over and pressed her chest against his,
rubbing herself all over him.

Jim used his hand to guide his cock until it was
pressed against her entrance. She closed her eyes, and they groaned
together as she pushed her hips back, and his thick head slipped
inside. She moved her lips to his, and they kissed passionately as
she slowly rode him up and down. He ran his slick hands all over
her back and breasts, and then he moved them to her ass. She bucked
up and down harder over him, and with each downward stoke, she
pressed her pubic bone into his. His long, thick cock filled her
completely. Caroline slid her hands down her glistening breasts to
her stomach and then to her swollen clit. She closed her eyes and
groaned. Jim moved his finger between her cheeks and found her ass.
He gently pressed his lubed finger into her there.

She opened her eyes as she nodded and whispered,
"Yes, touch me there."

He slipped his finger inside and began to pump
it slowly in and out of her tight hole. She continued rubbing her
clit, and his penis throbbed inside her while she rode him harder
and faster. Her intense facial expression as Jim pleasured her ass
was way too much for him. He pictured his cock in place of his
finger there, and it pushed him over the edge. He groaned as he
exploded and shot deep inside of her. Caroline pushed down harder
on him and held there with his full-sized cock pressed into her
cervix. She looked deep into his eyes. "I love you."

Jim replied, "I love you too."

She closed her eyes and then rubbed her clit
faster. He flexed every muscle in his lower body to keep his cock
pumped at full size as she continued riding him while firmly
working her clit. He pushed his finger as far as he could into her
ass, and she came with her mouth wide open and her body
trembling.

She rode him a moment longer, and then slumped
on to him. For three minutes they lay there recovering—panting and
dripping with oil. Then she grimaced as she said, "I do love you,
but if I don't get this disgusting smelly oil off of me I'm going
to throw up."

"Do you want to take a shower?"

She grinned as her mind instantly wandered to
the shower they enjoyed together at Victoria's.

Caroline spent the night, and Jim had an early
class. He got dressed without waking her and studied her bare
shoulder for a long time as he stood in the door frame before he
slipped away. He didn't want to go. After class, Jim walked past a
jewelry store and glanced at a display of engagement rings in the
window. He turned back and entered the store wearing a big
smile.

Victoria answered her front door to find a
deliveryman holding a large box. She signed for it and couldn't
wait to open it. It was one of the wedding gifts she had picked out
for Jillian and Brian—a sexy one.

Brian took another bath and applied cream to all
his affected areas. He avoided letting Jillian see him naked by
locking the bathroom door.

Jillian knocked. "What are you doing? You never
lock the door. Are you…jerking off?"

"What? No." he called back.

"We said no sex until—"

"I know. I don't trust you with this body. You
get all crazy when you see me."

Jillian leaned against the wall completely naked
and sighed. She traced her finger along the door molding.
"Sometimes I just can't help myself."

"I think we can both make it a couple more
days," Brian said loudly through the door. He unlocked and then
opened the door, and spotted her hot body. He walked out wearing
only boxer briefs as he covered his eyes and walked past her. "This
is not good for the celibacy pact."

"You're very weak."

He glanced back to watch as she waltzed into the
bathroom catching just a brief glimpse of her shapely ass. He
sighed and headed out of the room.

That night Brian struggled to fall asleep. His
new hair-free balls were really itching for some female attention.
He spent a good five minutes checking everything out down there,
and it felt incredible. He couldn't wait to show Jillian and have
her try out his new equipment. Rather than use a quick
self-pleasuring session to try to sleep and break his word, he
turned to booze. Twenty minutes later he was out.

The next day Brian woke up late and discovered
Jillian in the great room frowning as she watched television. She
exhaled and then turned it off. "The lawsuit is all over the
news."

"Oh no."

"They're saying I based the character on her.
Natalie's attorney, a Josh somebody claims that Rebecca is Natalie,
but the novel is filled with lies amounting to character
assassination. He said they're seeking damages to ensure this never
happens to another young woman. And something about repairing
Natalie's reputation and helping her move on with her life. He
called her a 'respectable, shy young girl who would never
manipulate men or engage in the kind of sex described in the
book.'"

Brian gave her an incredulous look. "All she did
was engage in the kind of sex described in the book."

Jillian nodded. "I know. I think…"

"What?"

"I think we should postpone the wedding."

Brian moved to her. "We're flying out tomorrow.
Everything is set. Just forget about all of it."

"How can I forget? And we won't have the money
to pay for any of it when she gets through with us."

She rested her head on his chest, and he stroked
her hair as he said, "Don't let her ruin this for us. It's too late
to cancel it. You probably can't get any of the money back. I'll
call the bank and ask for my job back."

"Don't do that. I need you with me now."

They kissed, and he held her on the sofa for the
next hour. Later that day the phone rang often with requests for
comments and interviews. Jillian turned them all down and then
disconnected her phone. They kept the television off for the rest
of the day and stayed off the Internet.

Jim, Caroline, and Ed and Bev
Nash boarded the same flight to Miami early the next day. This was
the first time Jim’s parents had met Caroline and overall they
treated her well. If fact, they almost acted like normal people.
Neither mentioned the word
fornicate
or anything relating to
religion during the flight.

Jillian and Brian met them at the gate and
guided them to the correct gate for the charter flight to St.
Barts. Victoria, Rob, Laura, and the rest of the wedding party,
along with the local guests were waiting there as well. All other
out of town guests were flying directly from their own airport to
meet them on the island of St. Maarten for a short flight to St.
Barts.

As they waited to board the plane, a television
was blaring in the waiting area. Jillian had been able to put the
entire lawsuit out of her mind until the news story began on the
screen: