Nav spent the night frustrated that Kat wasn't there to share the double bed withhe. Why was she being so resistant?Or would your plan have failed? At first, he had been carried away by the excitement andhope and did not realize that his scheme had an inherent contradiction. When wanting to snatchKat and make her see him differently, he had created Pritam, then Dhiraj, typesof men she would fall in love with. It had worked, as far as she had let themseduce. But whenever she found herself thinking of him as Nav, she threw up a barrier.Even so, when he was playing Pritam and Dhiraj, he would tell her things thatI had never told you. Couldn't she see that honesty and intimacy were emerging?between her and Nav? Despite the pretense of the stranger on the train, he was the one she was approaching,more and more. Who was she making love to?Sighing, he figured he needed to give her some space. maybe shelook for. If not, he would seek her out one more time. I would remember the Kam
After I left the Nav booth, I spent the rest of the night tossing and turning in themy narrow bed. Outside, the sky was clear, showing the moon and stars. It was beautiful.Romantic. And it made me feel desperately lonely.On the way to my little sister's wedding, I hadn't just lost mine.escort to the ceremony, I might have lost my best friend.I thought I knew Nav, but now I felt like I didn't know anything about him.Or maybe I knew him better.Even though I had talked like Dhiraj or Pritam, he had told me things that I neverknew. About his family, his past lovers.And I had opened up to him more than ever. Partly because of the effect of the train, whichlowered inhibitions. But it was also the strange combination of having him as a friend, in whomI could trust, and a stranger who didn't really exist. For a stranger I've neverwould see again, I could tell anything.But the person I'd been talking to was Nav, and of course I knew that. I should beunconsciously looking for an e
On Saturday morning, Nav woke from a dreamless sleep, exhausted, to the sound of abeat.Kat jumped out of the double bed where they slept, grabbed a robe from the armchair, went to the door andopened a crack."Breakfast will be in ten minutes," Theresa said. "I recommend you don't miss it."Dinner the night before had been stressful and he wasn't looking forward to the second one.round, but he was determined to win Kat's parents. They were good people, concerned abouther happiness and they would eventually see that he was the right man for their daughter.He got out of bed and started to get ready.Fortunately, when he and Kat went downstairs, hand in hand, he discovered that the coffee on theFallon residence had no conversation.Kat's mother was making notes on a pad while absently eating toast. Your fatherhe had his nose in a science journal. Merilee and Matt were talking about different types ofmusic for reception. And Theresa had printed out a list, which she began going ov
Why do people complicate things so much? For me, life was simple. If youwanted something or someone, he ran after it, instead of analyzing the case until he died.I was attracted to Mark and I knew I turned him on—even if he acted in a different way.weird about it. And who cared if the attraction existed because we smelled goodor because we both had tanned, toned bodies that I thought couldgive us both fabulous orgasms, or because we were the opposite of each other inpersonality terms?Time to go upstairs. I stopped suddenly and steadied the arm that was linked with thehim so that he too would stop."Do you know what I'm in the mood for?" "I turned around and faced him.two hands on his shoulders, while covering up the fabric of the tank top andI spread my fingers over the firm, sun-warmed skin. oh my god what was he liketasty.The corners of his eyes crinkled and he shook his head with an expression.perplexed.“Jenna, I have no idea.— Of this.I stood on my toes and felt al
If I was okay?My impulse was to say no. I was broken into a million pieces butthese pieces still vibrated with pleasure, and before they broke, I felt the most intense sensations.incredible."Yes," I whispered, almost surprised to find that my voice worked. The sex, theorgasm, were so powerful it felt like every part of my body had beenshaken and reorganized. I had never experienced anything like this. The mostThe next thing she had come was when she was seventeen and in love with Travis.A disconcerting thought.With Travis, I was an inexperienced young woman just beginning to sexually arouse.I confused orgasms and vows of love with something real.With Mark… I shook my head against his bare chest, so hot and strong under my face.It's been twelve years of sex since Travis. Dozens of partners, many quite talented.Stunning climaxes that made me scream, multiple orgasms that held me in my tracks.apex until I couldn't take it anymore, but nothing so...deep. Was it because we ki
Five minutes later, Mark and I were in the trailer with the curtains drawn and thedisassembled sofa. Eye to eye, without saying a word, we ripped off our clothes. NeverI felt such an urgent need to be with a man.Of having sex with a man who made my body explode, melt, tingle,catch fire, dissolve, all at the same time, somehow. A man who made meshare secrets I've never told anyone else. A man whose eyes,whose lips reached places inside me I didn't even know existed.Places that had never been touched before.Places I couldn't think about right now because we were naked and hethrew on the bed.Mark. His eager lips, the firm body, the demanding hands, the protruding cock, sofire that almost burned my hand when I grabbed it.I. Grabbing, stroking, needing to touch every inch of him that she couldto reach. My nipples painfully taut as he licked and sucked them. Mypussy throbbing with a desperate desire to grab him and ride him to climax.Us. Mouths that merged again, bodies that
Monday morning, before leaving for the symposium, Mark called Jenna atprivacy of your room. Nervousness quickened his breathing as he listened to thecell phone call.Has she told her family about Indonesia? How did they react? If they had triedconvince her otherwise, they might as well force her out of sheer perversity. At theHowever, he wanted her to make up her mind for the right reasons.Yesterday, he thought it would be good for the two of them to spend some time apart,step back and think carefully. For him, that time had only made him feelmissing her and even more sure that she should go to Indonesia. What effect did it haveabout Jenna?Finally, her voice rang in his ear, breathless.“Mark?“Good morning, Jenna. I woke you up?“No, I was in the shower when the phone rang.He imagined her naked, in a steam-filled bathroom, and felt the predictable reaction.“Ah, how evil.She giggled.“I'm just telling the truth, like you always do.He smiled and appreciated the fact that s
Hours later, after wedding chores, lunch, and morewedding appointments, Mark still hadn't called and I was seriouslydepressed. He'd done his best not to show it, but he knew he hadn't.achieved, because of the silent hugs of solidarity that my sisterscontinued to give me. As unhappy as I was, I enjoyed spending time with them.and feeling that rush of warmth and mutual support.However, I felt terrible about casting a gloomy mood in the last few days beforeMerilee's wedding. The visit to Grandma didn't help either. After her, M became almostas reserved as I am. We could take Grandma to the wedding, but would there beany hope that she was actually “there”?At the end of the afternoon, with the tasks for the day for the wedding completed, we send M toto her room to rest while Kat and I help Tree marinate the meat, potatoesand the onions from what she called “Damien's Aussie BBQ”. After that, wethree of us went to our rooms to have a moment of renewal and peace.I sat at the tab