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The Caspari Encounters Part Three: Unclothed
The Caspari Encounters Part Three: Unclothed
The Caspari Encounters Part Three: Unclothed
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When Samantha Vichy arrived for work in the morning, she was not at all prepared and not at all dressed for the assignment about to be thrust into her lap. Often neglecting her personal needs and languishing in her professional life, she is far from the model emissary of high society. Yet following the illness of a coworker, she finds herself serving as the impromptu hostess of a visiting intellectual, Nobel laureate Adrian Caspari. What begins as an intimidating professional encounter soon blossoms into much more as she comes to learn the true identity of a man half the world admires through the letters on a page. In the wake of realizing their feelings for each other in 'Intoxicated,' will Samantha and Adrian find what they desire at the end of their limo journey? Will they discover something deeper than initial physical attraction or will they encounter the all-too-common obstacles to deepening intimacy? Surely there will be a bit of everything in this hot and steamy third installment of 'The Caspari Encounters'.

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LanguageEnglish
Release dateSep 3, 2013
ISBN9781301808427
The Caspari Encounters Part Three: Unclothed
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Jessica Whitethread

Jessica Whitethread likes to think that the passing glances she catches from the other patrons of her favorite coffee shop don't determine just exactly the kind of things she writes, no matter how urgently she might be typing away. But then again, even if they do, Jessica's never been one to let a little humiliation get in the way of a good time. She has always loved reading and writing all kinds of fiction, but it's when her mind and body are free to run wild that she really has her fun. Whether getting knuckle-deep into the emotions and sensations of a good BDSM scene, flirting around with her country roots, or skinny-dipping in the ocean of love and romance, she will always feel blessed to live in a day and age that can appreciate a good fantasy and a deviant like her who loves to write them.

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    The Caspari Encounters Part Three - Jessica Whitethread

    Part Three

    Unclothed

    By Jessica Whitethread

    Copyright 2013 Jessica Whitethread

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    I remained at least partially within that blissful fog as he led me with his free hand into the lobby and through the front desk line. Twice I stumbled in my short heels, and paid little attention to the check-in process. At one point, the woman behind the desk turned to me and asked if I represented the sponsoring organization and I simply nodded.

    This seems like it will be a comfortable place, Adrian mused as we moved down one of the hallways out of the atrium. But then again, most anyplace can be comfortable for only one night.

    The remark did not register in full, but it was enough to implant a vague anxiety within me, the latent comprehension that this moment of contentment was not to be indefinite.

    We entered the elevator, and he kissed me again. It was brief and toying, anticipatory rather than emphatic. Our lips and bodies met only for a few moments as the compartment rose up against the pull of gravity.

    What was the number? I asked as the doors dinged open.

    812, he said.

    The door, when we found it, was the same deep rosewood as all the others. Its brass numbers were no more or less perfectly polished than any of the others on that floor. And yet, the digits leapt out at me and

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