When the Past Finds You by Adrian J. Smith

Author:Adrian J. Smith [Smith, Adrian J.]
Language: deu
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781960221032
Goodreads: 122783372
Publisher: Ereka Press
Published: 2023-03-06T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Lynda breathed heavily as she stayed leaning against the bathroom counter. Every muscle in her body was taut with tension, sexual tension, in a way she had never felt before—even with Patrick. Her heart pounded as she stared at the spot Wil had just left. She needed to figure out what the hell that was all about.

She’d wanted Wil to kiss her. She wanted Wil to touch her, in all those ways Wil had dreamed about, and if Wil had tried, she would have absolutely said yes. She would have leapt before she looked. She would have… Lynda groaned. She would have fucked Wil with wild abandon.

She had never, in her life, wanted that before.

Curling her fingers tightly around the edge of the counter, Lynda stayed put. Cold air brushed against her back, bare from Wil lowering the zipper. Oh God… she had asked Wil to practically undress her, knowing Wil had a crush on her in the past. What a bitch that made her. Sure, here, Wil, halfway undress me while I taunt you and don’t let you have me.

Except she would have. Lynda would have gladly let Wil put hands all over her naked body, making her come over and over again. Groaning, Lynda closed her eyes, but she couldn’t get the feel of Wil’s hands on her hips, the slide of her thumb along her hip bone, against her back, against her collarbones, her chest, anywhere out of her mind. She wanted it again.

“This is ridiculous,” Lynda whispered angrily to no one but herself.

Standing up sharply, she squared her shoulders just before the world around her tilted and she had to grip onto the counter again. She was way too drunk to think about this rationally. That was it. The wine she’d had at dinner and after had clouded her judgment, and she wasn’t thinking clearly at all.

Lynda stripped out of her dress and hung it up after rinsing the red wine out. She settled her shoes in the closet and took off her bra and panties. The warm water from the shower was too hot, so she turned it down even though she would have loved the heat had she been sober. It was all alcohol speaking, wasn’t it?

As she let the water cool her skin, Lynda pressed her lips together and slid her hand between her legs, dipping her fingers between her swollen lips to find herself wet, dripping wet. Her heart raced as she clenched her jaw.

“Non-concordant my ass.”

Whatever had happened between the two of them had gotten her body to react at least, in ways she and Patrick had struggled with. Her mind had been all for it five minutes ago. But now? Now she was glad Wil had stepped back and given her the space, the time to think straight. Not straight, she corrected before correcting her correction. No, straight. I am straight.

Lynda hadn’t known anything but men in her dating life. She’d always been with men and never entertained the idea of a woman until…until Wil told her about those damning dreams, about masturbating to them.

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