Virgo Unveiled
Virgo Unveiled
Series The Zodiac Club: Book 7
Heat Rating 3
Released 2011-08-19
Word Count 6538
Keywords romance, erotica, contemporary, tammy valentine, romantic comedy, chick lit, erotic, sexual fantasies, naughty, soft porn, vanilla, experimentation, star signs, zodiac, virgo
ISBN 978‐1‐77101‐012‐2
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Price :$1.99
Twelve star signs, four friends, one extraordinary year. Izzy learns whether the "Mrs. Robinson" role suits her when her Virgo turns out to be intacto.
Izzy’s sexual journey through the zodiac takes a new turn when her young Virgo reveals himself to be genuinely intacto. Can she play the cougar to his novice? And how will the "Mrs. Robinson" role suit her?
As she turned the corner at the end of his street, she saw him bending into the trunk of the car, and she paused to admire his tight buttocks. Her heart gave a little flutter as she realized that last night—that last fabulous night—she had clutched his flesh in her hands for the final time, and now all she would take away from their magical month were a fond farewell and a bunch of wonderful memories. He extricated himself from the boxes in the trunk and stood up. When he saw her at the corner, his face broke into a wide smile, and he hurried to meet her, then wrapped his arms around her tightly. "I see you’ve started without me," she said, waving a hand at the heavily loaded car. "Almost finished, actually." Theo slammed the trunk shut and squeezed the key fob to lock it. He took Izzy’s hand and led her into the building, where she followed him up the winding stairs, staring longingly at his boyish legs one step ahead of her. At the door to the apartment, she could see the place had been stripped pretty much bare. "Do you mind giving it one last look round to check I haven’t missed anything?" asked Theo, ushering her in front of him. Izzy glanced into the kitchen, the bathroom, the living room. It was all spotlessly clean—much cleaner than when he had moved in, she suspected—and it reflected the meticulous care and attention that she had grown to appreciate in her young Virgo. When she pushed open the bedroom door, she was surprised to see the room in relative darkness, the curtains drawn against the day. She soon realized why. The bed was still draped in those white satin sheets they’d picked out together a couple of weeks back, and the sheen of the satin shimmered in the dim light of a single candle. A vase of tall-stemmed white roses stood on the nightstand, and a miniature bottle of champagne was framed by two fluted glasses beside it. "Wow," Izzy said, impressed, then turned to face him, close behind her in the doorway. "I think you might have missed something in here." He smiled at her. "I don’t think so. I think this is exactly how I meant it to be." He reached forward and brushed a stray hair from her face before stroking her cheek and drawing her closer to him. As their lips met, Izzy closed her eyes and gave herself up to the surge she felt rising inside her. Maybe she’d been wrong about last night being their final physical farewell. Maybe there was time for just one more…
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