My Heart's Passion by Elizabeth Lapthorne Read Free Book Online

person it doesn’t seem to matter what time it is when you get together, the sex is always good and always welcome. I think women are just expected to not want it all the time. Men can be a bit weird about that.”
    “Weird how?” Samuel also picked up his glass of wine, content to continue the conversation.
    Chloe thought for a moment before she spoke. “Well, if a man is horny all the time, that’s just expected. Men think about sex all the time, men want sex all the time. It’s a fact of life and no one thinks they’re strange if they admit to such. But for a woman, we’re supposed to be…I don’t know…more restrained, purer than that somehow. We’re not supposed to daydream about sex all the time, or feel horny all the time. Women who do, throughout the ages, have been thought of as whores or sluts.”
    Chloe took a sip of her wine, watching Samuel digest what she had said.
    “To a degree, yes, I think you’re right. But I also think you’d be surprised at how many men would love to be with a woman who enjoys her sexuality, who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to go after it. Sexually, there are few things that are a greater turn-on to a man than a woman who would whisper in his ear naughty things she wants to do, and then proceeds to do them to herself or him.”
    He shifted uncomfortably in his chair. Chloe looked at him and realized he had a raging hard-on from their conversation.
    She smiled. “I can see that it’s one of your fantasies, anyway.”
    He smiled at her. “Chloe, it’s not the thought of just anyone whispering naughty suggestions that’s giving me this boner—it’s the thought of what sort of naughty things you would whisper in my ear.”
    Startled, Chloe took another sip of wine to give her hands something to do. Before she could stop herself, she imagined some of the things she might whisper in his ear. She had always wanted to wear a dress with no panties on underneath, go out to dinner and casually whisper the secret into her partner’s ear. Watch the reaction she received.
    Or maybe whisper her fantasy of being taken hard and fast as soon as she and her partner entered her small apartment after a night out somewhere. That thought immediately brought back her fantasy and enjoyment of quickies up against the wall.
    Strange how things tended to click together after a drink or two of wine, she silently laughed at herself.
    Forcing her mind away from her heated fantasies, she reminded herself that a few nights with this man could be a dangerous game to play.
    Clearing her throat, trying desperately hard not to squirm in her seat to relieve the wet ache between her legs, Chloe tried forcing her mind back to the game they were playing. Sha rply realizing her turn had come again, Chloe leaned forward to take yet another card from the box.

 Chapter Seven
     
    Samuel casually crossed one large leg up over the other in a vain attempt to hide his incredibly hard cock.
    Chloe might be young when compared to his years, but her package sure packed a wallop. She was the perfect height for him, five-eight to his six-four, slim but curvy in all the required places. Not for the first time today, he wondered if it was genius or self-inflicted torture playing this game of cat and mouse with her.
    He had never found himself particularly confused when contemplating the opposite sex. Either he wanted to bed them, and proceeded to do so to both party’s mutual satisfaction, or he felt more a friendship bond rather than a sexual one, as he did with his few female friends and his sisters-in-law.
    His uneasiness with Chloe, he was almost certain now, stemmed from the fact she didn’t fit neatly in either box in his mind. He felt a sexual attraction to her, got a raging boner when he thought too much of her or found himself in her presence.
    Yet, he also felt the softer, more friendship-based feelings he felt for his sisters-in-law. He felt both styles of emotion when in her presence, and this