Wild Beauty: A Tale Of Love and Lust.

Wild Beauty: A Tale Of Love and Lust.

By:  Lily's Ecstasy  Completed
Language: English
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Tessy Johnson has her life all figured out; the more beautiful a woman is, the more perfect her life will be; Never been bothered by Karma. Never gave a thought to playing by the rules. But Tessy's charmed, perfect world turns upside down when she is defeated at her own game–her best friend, Sandra Reyes, the "Miss do-good" girl steals her fiancè, while Tessy finds herself completely alone for the first time in her life . . . with a baby on the way. Tessy flees to her childhood friend living in London and finds that her rules no longer apply. How will she recover and re-create her glamorous life on a new continent? Wild Beauty: A Tale Of Love And Lust is a novel about one woman's surprising discoveries about the true meaning of friendship and love. it's a novel for anyone who has ever, even secretly, wondered if the last thing you want is really the one thing you need.

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2023-01-29 23:33:35
83 Chapters
Chapter 1: Lustful Encounter
I know we shouldn't do more than kissing and I know we are both thinking that, but, we can't get ourselves to stop. Instead, I took his hands and moved it right under my pleated skirt. He got the hint and knew exactly what to do. I don't know if I have ever had any doubt in my mind as to Jon's skills, I am glad that whatever doubt has been cleared. Max is very handsome, but he can't do this. Not like this. And even if he could, it won't feel this way. Max! Oh my Max! The man I'm getting married to by June. But, I can't still get myself to breakaway. Infact, the thought of Max made me want Jon the more. This is wild and scary, yet Jon's fingers are moving with the right rhythm at the exact spot it's supposed to be. Max can't give me this, I can't help but moan as Jon's mouth locked my mouth. I felt Jon breaking away but I held on to him and whisper into his ear, "I want you so much" . "We have to stop", Jon said, his tongue was already working down to my stomach. "Why?""You Know
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Chapter 2: Post-Encounter
I woke up with a slight headache. I checked my watch and it's almost noon. Last night seemed like a scary dream or a night mare—A beautiful night mare, a good scary dream. I just can't wait to see Jon this morning. I got up, brushed my teeth, had my hair up in a ponytail, applied lip gloss, mascara and a hint of baby pink blush to my cheeks. I put on a dark-brown Gucci leather shorts, a white tank, and sashayed out to find him. Jon sat in the parlor alone, reading a newspaper."Hello", I said, I sat next to him on the couch, took the remote and switched on the television.He just glanced over at me, and said with less interest, "morning or afternoon, I guess". Then his eyes returned to the newspaper. "Everywhere is quiet. Where's everyone?" I asked. He told me that Andrew went out and that Vanessa didn't come home last night. I thought of the possibilities of Vanessa catching us red-handed in the garden, or, Andrew watching us from his room's window, since he went to bed early las
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Chapter 3: The Beauty And The Brains.
My mother gave birth to a perfect baby—Me. I started life perfectly by avoiding the battle, pain and scars that come with being forced through a vagina. Instead, I was born beautiful with distinctive eye brows, dainty nose, and full red lips. I have a fine crop of hair and an excellent hairline. Well, my hair—my gorgeous hair, it grew in thick and very silky, the color of chocolate. Every morning I would sit cooperatively while my mother twisted my hair into intricate braids. When I was in kindergarten, other little girls with little or no bowl cuts struggled to seat near me during lunch break. They take turns to touch my hair and they happily share their toys with me or surrender their turn on the slide. Anything to be my friend. I understood at the tender age of three that with beauty comes perks and power.I was the prettiest girl in school including junior high and high school. Well, my popularity and beauty never made me mean. I defied cliques and remained true to my nerdy bes
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Chapter 4: Miss Escapade.
Jon buzzed me up to his apartment and he was standing in front of his opened door, smiling with his arms crossed. He wore gray joggers with a peeled designer's logo at the knee and a faded, stained T-shirt. That gray joggers made him look so sexy and I immediately got turned on. I mean, this is someone I had forbidden sex with in the pouring rain and I instantly felt butterflies in my stomach and surge of warm liquid between my legs."Can I come in? I brought treats," I said, holding up the beer and the videos."Nah," he said, still smiling."Please? Pretty please?" I said in a toddler kind of way.He shook his head and laughed, but he didn't give in. "Can we please just hang out tonight?" I asked, "I just want to spend time with you. As friends. Strictly friends. Is that bad?"He heaved a sigh and moved over just enough to let me squeeze by him. "Tessy. You're trouble." As I got in, I surveyed his stereotypical bachelor-like messed up sitting room. Books and newspaper were just al
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Chapter 5: Crossword Thoughts
As I lay in bed naked beside Jon, grimacing about the event that just happened, I can't help but think about why and how I actually got attracted to Jon in the first place. I turned to look at him, to study his face because I want to take in every slightest detail of his stoic face. I want to touch him but I fear that I will wake him up, instead, I made use of my eyes in touching him. When Max and I got engaged in february, I vowed to myself that I would be true to him forever. Although we didn't have much in common, He is still an amazing person and a good man. The irony here is, Sandra introduced Max to me. They were both first-year law students at NYU, and because She insisted that she wasn't in school to date, but rather to learn, she naively passed the most eligible bachelor on campus, her friend Max, to me. I remember seeing Max for the first time, he wore blue jeans, white polo and a lumber jacket. His blonde hair glimmered as the green dimmed light of the bar shone on it.
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Chapter 6: Crossword Thoughts II
For years, I knew Jon as Max's boring friend from Tennessee. While Jon went into engineering, got stoned and settled for tech, Max went to law school. The two has been closed since junior high and even though Max never said they were best friends, Jon, always claims they are best friends. When Max and I got engaged, he had to phone Jon to bestow the honor of being the best man upon him. When they two had finished yucking it up for a while, Jon asked to speak to me, which I obliged. He congratulated me with some other remarks about promising not to get the groom loaded and wasted the night before the wedding. We've never met in person, although, Max's seldomly talked about him. Thinking about it now, Jon should have promised not to sleep with me before I and Max's wedding. Max, Sandra and I later met with Jon in a restaurant for dinner so that we all can get to know each other properly— The groom, bride, maid of honor and the best man kind of meet-and-greet thing . That was the firs
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Chapter 7: The Real Priorities.
I got home from work by a quarter past six, picked up my phone to call Jon. On a second thought, I think I will show up at his apartment.These days all I think about is Jon, what Jon is doing, what Jon is thinking, if he is thinking about me. I'm obsessed with him. And, ever since that night on his bed while Barry Allen was blasting in his television, Jon stopped resisting and stopped referring to us as a mistake. The problem is, he seldomly initiated contact. I bet he's being careful because of Max, apart from that, he is always available when I asked to see him—whether is during lunch in the middle of the day or at night whenever Max is working late. All my free time involved Jon. I fantasied about him a lot. The sex with him are over the top stuff I thought only existed in movies like All shades of Grey.I got dressed in a mini floral gown that made my breast dangle freely because I never wear a bra. As a matter of fact, I hate them. To me, a bra is a tool for victimization. l
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Chapter 8: The Red-head.
An hour passed, and Jon hasn't arrived. Suddenly, the bedroom door's knob started rattling and it opened. I heard an unmistakable female giggle and Jon's low voice. It is so obvious that he has company. I scrambled to get dressed, but couldn't do so before Jon and a red-head woman walked inside the bedroom. She's pretty, tall, and worse, she's wearing IVD Club's foot wear from three seasons ago. We all just stood there, staring at each other, staring at me who's still completely naked. "Tessy—you scared the shit out of me," Jon said. He's not even looking scared enough as far as I'm concerned. "My doorman didn't mention you were up here."As I was about to wear one of Jon's dirty T-shirt that was laying on the floor, then I caught the girl eyeing me. It was more like in an appalling manner—an envious once-over."I guess he forgot," I hissed."I'll take my leave," the red-head said, looking helpless like a tortoise turned upside down. "You better do that," I said, pointing toward
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Chapter 9: Shattered Vow.
I can see clearly that he meant what he said. I can't believe it—that this is how it will end. "Is that what you really want?" I asked in hopes for another dose of positive change. He looked at me and laughed with contempt. "Tell me something Tessy. Has this ever been about what I wanted?" "Excusez-moi", I said. "You're talking like you haven't been enjoying every second of it.""It's been fun," he said casually."Fun? Just Fun?". I can't believe it ."Of course. Fun. A blast. A time of my life," Jon said. "What else do you want from me, Tess." He looked at me with sadness in his eyes, and I noticed he didn't include the 'y' in 'Tessy'. He only calls me 'Tess' during sex. Oh my goodness! Is Jon trying to tell me something? Is this a hint for me to say the "L" word first?"I want you to want me. For more than just fun," I said looking at him with puppy-doe eyes. He sighed and shook his head, "Okay, Tess. I want you. I want you all to myself. Happy now?"Exhaustively, he ran his
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Chapter 10: The Plan And The Call.
I breezed along the wedding plan—adding finishing touches to the wedding plans, cross checking the guest list, surveying the venue, re-doing the same thing over again. And, returning home to Max after having sweaty, intensed sex with his best man. Honestly, I really don't know how to go about my break up with Max so I just occupy myself with the wedding arrangements. In the quest of finding a sign to wed Max or abort mission, I invited the priest who will be wedding Max and I to dinner. I didn't have anything in mind to discuss with him, I just invited him with the mindset that something will turn up and a conversation that will lead to the final conclusion about my wedding will come up, but he cancelled at the last minute. The moment the priest cancelled, I knew that I have to break up with Max, and the sooner I do it, the better for everyone, including him. Because if it isn't a sign from God, then it's a sign from the devil. This will really be a hard hit on Max, worse, he will
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