Fantasy Boyfriend (A Tattooed Bad Boy Romance) by Vanessa Stone Page A
Authors: Vanessa Stone
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wandering
outside at night to look up at the tens of thousands of stars up there and most
especially enjoyed looking at the Milky Way. I turned toward him. “What about
you? You don't seem to be advanced chemistry kind of guy."
"I don't?" he asked, an eyebrow lifted.
God, he looked wicked, and I was enthralled and
captivated by this enigma of a man. I wanted to know everything there was to
know about him, but then again, I guess it was the mystery of him that
captivated me so. If I knew more would I lose interest? "What are you
majoring in?"
He shrugged. "Haven't decided yet." He
looked back up at the stars. "What do your parents want you to do?"
I smiled, thinking about my parents. "Anything
that makes me happy," I said. "My mom's a registered nurse at one of
the hospitals in Billings, and my dad is a bank manager. They've never pushed
me to be one thing or another, but always told me to follow my heart, wherever
it leads me."
"And your heart is leading you into
medicine?"
I nodded. “I've always wanted to be in the medical
field, ever since I could remember. I remember when I was really little, I
wanted to be one of those people who looked into microscopes… I didn't know
what they were or what they did, but it certainly looked intriguing." I
turned to smile at him. "Then I wanted to be a nurse, like my mom, but I'm
not sure if that's the direction I want to go. I guess you could say I'm just
testing the waters this year, see what really captures my interest."
"And has anything captured your interest
yet?"
I had a feeling he wasn't talking about my curriculum.
I grinned and shrugged. "Maybe." He stared at me for several moments,
and while I wanted to look away, I couldn't. His dark eyes gazed into my face,
as if trying to memorize every little detail.
"You're beautiful, you know that?"
I knew he was interested in me, but was it more than
just superficial? I decided to test the waters, so to speak. Casually, I slid
off the boulders we sat upon and began to meander toward the tree line. Would
he follow? He did. I smiled to myself. The moment we had disappeared into the
tree line, I was immediately captivated by the scent of pine, the rich loam of
the soil, and the primeval, primitive location. Even though lights and the
bustle of Boston shone down beneath us, up here it was quiet, much like it must
have been hundreds of years ago.
Several moments later, I sensed him close behind me. I
turned and took a step backward. My back brushed up against the knotty bark of a
pine tree. I watched as he stepped closer, slowly, his eyes riveted to mine. He
didn’t stop until his chest almost touched mine, his hands reaching up above my
head.
"I'm not going to let you go until you do what I
want," he said, grinning.
His voice was not at all threatening, but sexy and
captivating. I got the distinct impression that if I had said no, he would have
backed away, but truth was, I didn't want to. I smiled, deciding to continue my
adventures. "And just what might that be?"
"You tell me," he said.
Then, he leaned closer, his lips meeting mine. I
couldn’t resist. My passion, which had been ignited at the sushi restaurant,
came back full force and then some. Without thinking, I opened my mouth,
swirled my tongue around his, while at the same time my hands reached for his
pants. I couldn't believe I was doing this, acting so bold, but moments later,
I unzipped his zipper and reached inside those leather pants, only to find that
he wasn't wearing any underwear. Almost immediately, his erection sprang
outward, freed from the constraints of his pants. I wrapped my hand
automatically around his penis, my breath coming faster, his tongue ravishing
mine. Suddenly, I realized that his hands had also been busy and my pants were
unbuttoned and unzipped. At that moment, the jeans were being shoved down my
hips.
I made a few movements, slipped off my shoes, and
quickly stepped out of one pant leg so that I could straddle his legs more
fully.
outside at night to look up at the tens of thousands of stars up there and most
especially enjoyed looking at the Milky Way. I turned toward him. “What about
you? You don't seem to be advanced chemistry kind of guy."
"I don't?" he asked, an eyebrow lifted.
God, he looked wicked, and I was enthralled and
captivated by this enigma of a man. I wanted to know everything there was to
know about him, but then again, I guess it was the mystery of him that
captivated me so. If I knew more would I lose interest? "What are you
majoring in?"
He shrugged. "Haven't decided yet." He
looked back up at the stars. "What do your parents want you to do?"
I smiled, thinking about my parents. "Anything
that makes me happy," I said. "My mom's a registered nurse at one of
the hospitals in Billings, and my dad is a bank manager. They've never pushed
me to be one thing or another, but always told me to follow my heart, wherever
it leads me."
"And your heart is leading you into
medicine?"
I nodded. “I've always wanted to be in the medical
field, ever since I could remember. I remember when I was really little, I
wanted to be one of those people who looked into microscopes… I didn't know
what they were or what they did, but it certainly looked intriguing." I
turned to smile at him. "Then I wanted to be a nurse, like my mom, but I'm
not sure if that's the direction I want to go. I guess you could say I'm just
testing the waters this year, see what really captures my interest."
"And has anything captured your interest
yet?"
I had a feeling he wasn't talking about my curriculum.
I grinned and shrugged. "Maybe." He stared at me for several moments,
and while I wanted to look away, I couldn't. His dark eyes gazed into my face,
as if trying to memorize every little detail.
"You're beautiful, you know that?"
I knew he was interested in me, but was it more than
just superficial? I decided to test the waters, so to speak. Casually, I slid
off the boulders we sat upon and began to meander toward the tree line. Would
he follow? He did. I smiled to myself. The moment we had disappeared into the
tree line, I was immediately captivated by the scent of pine, the rich loam of
the soil, and the primeval, primitive location. Even though lights and the
bustle of Boston shone down beneath us, up here it was quiet, much like it must
have been hundreds of years ago.
Several moments later, I sensed him close behind me. I
turned and took a step backward. My back brushed up against the knotty bark of a
pine tree. I watched as he stepped closer, slowly, his eyes riveted to mine. He
didn’t stop until his chest almost touched mine, his hands reaching up above my
head.
"I'm not going to let you go until you do what I
want," he said, grinning.
His voice was not at all threatening, but sexy and
captivating. I got the distinct impression that if I had said no, he would have
backed away, but truth was, I didn't want to. I smiled, deciding to continue my
adventures. "And just what might that be?"
"You tell me," he said.
Then, he leaned closer, his lips meeting mine. I
couldn’t resist. My passion, which had been ignited at the sushi restaurant,
came back full force and then some. Without thinking, I opened my mouth,
swirled my tongue around his, while at the same time my hands reached for his
pants. I couldn't believe I was doing this, acting so bold, but moments later,
I unzipped his zipper and reached inside those leather pants, only to find that
he wasn't wearing any underwear. Almost immediately, his erection sprang
outward, freed from the constraints of his pants. I wrapped my hand
automatically around his penis, my breath coming faster, his tongue ravishing
mine. Suddenly, I realized that his hands had also been busy and my pants were
unbuttoned and unzipped. At that moment, the jeans were being shoved down my
hips.
I made a few movements, slipped off my shoes, and
quickly stepped out of one pant leg so that I could straddle his legs more
fully.
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