now,’ I begged.”
“Try to steady your voice and read with more expression,” Connie said gently.
Beth shifted in her seat and resumed. “He removed his mouth from my breast and slipped his fingers out of my vagina. ‘All right, doll,’ he said, his deep voice the perfect pairing to the hot hunk of man he was.”
Connie and Olivia leaned forward in their seats.
“Flexing his pectoral muscles, he looked down at me, his eyes dark with lust. He rubbed his hand down his rippled abdominals, to his groin, stopping at his,” Beth gulped, “erect penis. He took his length in his hand and stroked himself slowly. I watched in wonder as he worked himself hard. He looked like an Adonis, my own personal Greek god sent to Earth strictly for my pleasure. ‘Lie down on your back and spread your legs, Betsy,’ he said in a low growl. ‘It’s about time you found out what a real man feels like.’ ”
Beth shut the book in disgust. “I can’t read this! Spread your legs, Betsy… It’s about time you found out what a real man feels like?” She scoffed. “How ridiculous!”
Connie sighed. “Fabio is so sexy.”
Olivia perched her chin in her palm and stared across the bedroom. “I miss Nathan.”
Beth regarded her friends in disbelief. “How can you possibly think this novel is romantic?”
Connie raised her eyebrows. “Are you telling me you’ve never had dreams where a man has taken control of your body and ravished you?”
Beth crossed her arms over her chest and huffed. “No, I have not. When I dream of Aidan and me together, we’re always engaged in tender moments. Dream Aidan is never a brute like Fabio.”
Connie giggled. “Just because a woman fantasizes about raunchy sex every now and then doesn’t mean she’s any less respectable.”
Beth frowned. “I know, but I prefer Aidan’s gentleness. I don’t want to change him, even in my dreams. He’s wonderful as he is.”
Connie rolled her eyes.
“I understand,” Olivia said. “I enjoy Nathan’s gentleness, too, and would never want him to talk and act like Fabio. It’s all right in novels or motion pictures, but in real life, you want a gentleman.”
Connie waved her hand dismissively. “All right, fine. We’ll put the book aside for today. But you wouldn’t believe what Fabio does to Betsy in the next chapter! You’re really missing out.”
Beth placed the novel back on the table, more than happy to abandon reading about the couple’s further sexual exploits.
Given they’d been working for almost three hours, the women decided to called it a day.
“We’re very proud of you.” Connie patted Beth’s knee. “You’ve come a long way since we first sat down today. Although, I still wish someone other than Aidan was the object of your affection.”
Beth smiled. “I appreciate your interest in helping me.”
Connie stood from her chair. “Next we’ll get you fitted for a diaphragm, and then—”
“D–diaphragm?” Beth’s eyes darted between her two friends.
Olivia turned to Connie. “Looks like you’ll have to add that word to the list for next time.”
Connie scribbled on her notepad. “Yes, Beth, you need a diaphragm. The last thing we need is a little Aidan Evans running around, especially since your career is just starting to take off and the two of you aren’t married. As a woman, it’s your responsibility to protect yourself, not Aidan’s. Plus, men hate wearing rubbers.”
Olivia must have registered Beth’s hesitant expression because she quickly added, “Remember I told you about Connie’s doctor…”
“Yes, I remember. I just didn’t think I needed to get fitted so soon.”
“You don’t have to use the diaphragm right away,” Connie said. “But you should be prepared, just in case.”
“This is all happening so suddenly.” Beth placed her hand to her forehead.
“Are you all right?” Concern clouded Olivia’s eyes.
She forced a smile. “I’ll be fine. I just need time to process