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Shared By My Boyfriend
Shared By My Boyfriend
Shared By My Boyfriend
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Shared By My Boyfriend

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Cindy has fallen into a rut with her boyfriend Jason. Then she meets Kimball at the gym and things start to heat up. It begins with harmless flirting, and some steamy fantasies that put some sizzle back into her relationship with Jason. But Kimball wants more, and Jason has dropped a few hints that he wouldn't mind sharing.

When she invites Kimball over for a beer, all she has in mind is making Jason jealous. But Kimball is a total hunk, and Cindy isn't sure she can resist him. Jason is tempted too, and he's the one who takes things to the next level.

As her boundaries are tested, Cindy finds out just how far she will go, and what the rewards are when you cross the line...

LanguageEnglish
PublisherGigi Brent
Release dateJul 2, 2012
ISBN9781476383729
Shared By My Boyfriend
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Gigi Brent

Gigi Brent is a Canadian writer of erotica and erotic romance.

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    Shared By My Boyfriend - Gigi Brent

    Shared By My Boyfriend

    Gigi Brent

    Copyright 2012 by Gigi Brent

    Smashwords Edition

    This is a work of fiction. Totally made up. Not real. Any resemblance to real people or events is pure coincidence.

    For adult audiences only.

    Cindy Farber pulled back on the handle of the rowing machine, discreetly watching the guy with the dumbbells off to her right. She didn't know a thing about him, but superficially at least, he was exactly what she liked. Tall, but not so tall she'd get a kink in her neck. Broad shoulders, deep chest, flat stomach. Classically handsome face, like a fifties movie star. No silly piercings or high-maintenance facial hair. A hunk, in other words.

    She'd been rowing for a while, and she was getting tired. Distraction was the key to perseverance, and there was nothing like a little eye candy to keep her mind off of the burn in her muscles. She fantasized shamelessly as she watched him, imagining sliding her fingers along his sweat-slick arms and over that ripped chest, barely covered by a ragged muscle shirt.

    His hands would be strong, and he'd be confident. Maybe even demanding. She nodded to herself as she rowed. Jason, her boyfriend, was one of the nicest guys she knew, but there were times in bed when she might have liked him to be a bit more... forceful.

    Demanding could be good, especially in a fantasy. She'd get tired of it pretty quickly in real life, but in the privacy of her thoughts she could imagine him scooping her up in those brawny arms, pressing her to the mattress, ruthlessly taking what he wanted, what he knew she wanted...

    If you had to fantasize in public, the gym was totally the place to do it. She could feel heat rising in her face, but a red face in a gym was nothing unusual.

    The hunk racked his dumbbells and moved away. Cindy, suddenly exhausted, sagged forward on the bench and let go of the rowing machine's handles.

    The fantasy stayed with her as she walked home. Jason was in the living room, a laptop on his knees, and he gave her a distracted wave as she walked through the room. He didn't see the wicked smile she gave him in return. He was in for a surprise in a few minutes.

    She stripped and showered, luxuriating in the hot water and the touch of her hands to her soapy breasts. Her nipples hardened under her fingers, and her thoughts flipped between fantasies of the hunk at the gym and visions of what she was going to do with Jason in a few minutes.

    She dried off, wrapped herself in a towel, and walked out to the living room. Jason didn't look up. She stood looking down at him, letting the anticipation build. He was tall and lean, fit but without the bulk of a bodybuilder. His face was a bit long, with sensitive lips that could be remarkably

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