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Forbidden Fruit
Forbidden Fruit
Forbidden Fruit
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Abby Strickland has always had crush on Richard Braddock, her best friend’s father...her father’s best friend. With Richard’s divorce six years before, that crush turned to longing, longing to love. If only Richard knew. At Melanie Braddock’s wedding, Abby decides it’s time to get this out of her system. No matter how forbidden, Abby knows she’ll regret it more if she never tries.

Richard Braddock hasn’t seen Abby Strickland in six years, and he blesses the distance those years have given him. Not only can he see the beauty in the woman she’s become, he can also fully appreciate it...and want her more than he’s ever wanted a woman. And while Richard knows he risks the wrath of their families if he acts on his feelings, he also knows he cannot resist a taste of forbidden fruit this sweet.

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Release dateMar 26, 2018
ISBN9781386373674
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Caitlyn Willows

Blessed (or cursed) with a vivid imagination, award-winning author Caitlyn Willows eventually learned to turn that talent inward. Readers will find deep emotions and sizzling sensuality seamlessly woven into her action-filled stories. Believing life is to be lived and felt, not merely watched, Caitlyn delivers real-to-life characters in unforgettable tales of love, adventure, and always steamy passion. No one is more surprised than she at the direction life has taken her. She is also a mosaic artist and an avid crafter with a passion for cross-stitch. Caitlyn lives in the beautiful desert of Southern California with her husband (a genealogist). She is always on the lookout for the next interesting tidbit that will help fill her writing well.

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    Forbidden Fruit - Caitlyn Willows

    Forbidden Fruit

    By Caitlyn Willows

    Copyright © 2006, 2016 by Catherine Snodgrass

    All Rights Reserved

    Cover Art © Trace Edward Zaber

    Table of Contents

    CHAPTER 1

    CHAPTER 2

    CHAPTER 3

    CHAPTER 4

    CHAPTER 5

    CHAPTER 6

    CHAPTER 7

    CHAPTER 8

    About The Author

    CHAPTER 1

    Abby Strickland wiped her sweaty palms over her sundress, trusting the dark tropical print to hide the evidence of how nervous she was. She doubted the periwinkle blue silk she’d selected for the wedding tomorrow would be as forgiving. Maybe by then her nerves would have calmed. The initial reunion and the anticipation of seeing everyone would have waned. Knowing that didn’t help her now.

    Just thinking of seeing him after all these years was enough to set her body thrumming. Abby could scarcely breathe without it coming out all quivery. The dampness in her hands was nothing compared to what was between her legs.

    I never should have come.

    Now that she was here, Abby told herself she was foolish for even considering acting on a teenage crush that had clearly exploded beyond proportion. If the age difference wasn’t enough to throw cold water on her libido, the long-term relationship between the two families should. Failing that, her father and Richard were best friends. And still she wanted him, despite these obstacles.

    Abby had been sixteen when she’d noticed, really noticed Richard Braddock was a devastatingly handsome man. Their families had lived next to each other almost her whole life. But that summer day...

    She swallowed hard against the memory. Puberty had her in its clutches then. Her first hot make out session outside the school gym following a dance had awakened the seeds of passion. But it was seeing Richard shirtless and sweaty two days later that had given Abby her first taste of adult horny. She’d watched from her upstairs window as he’d stripped off his shirt. Sweat glistened on the bronze planes of his sculpted chest. Abby had longed, even at that age, to trace the angles and see if his body was as hard as it looked. A smattering of dark hair had arrowed down from his pecs, thickening around his belly button before disappearing beneath the waistband of his jeans.

    Curiosity had conjured up images of what his cock might look like. She’d never dared a glimpse of the pictures the older girls surreptitiously giggled over during study hall. It had never mattered to her...until that moment.

    She’d passed a leisurely gaze over him, marveling at perfection. He’d taken the garden hose and drenched himself. Abby had pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. That spot between her legs throbbed. Of its own volition, her hand had found its way into her panties. She’d gasped with the first touch of fingers to clit. She’d played with herself before, but it had never felt this good.

    His hair had darkened under the water, merging the silver ends with the dark brown undergrowth. Long fingers had raked the strands apart while Abby had rubbed herself faster. She’d watched each flex of his muscles, wondering what they’d feel like against her. She’d squeezed her breast with her free hand, closed her eyes, then quivered under the impact of her first real orgasm. The first of many she’d had since dreaming of him.

    Abby laughed at herself while the muted sounds of the slot machines filtered through her fog of lust. There was certainly no harm in admiring him from afar.

    Even as she told herself that, Abby knew how difficult it was going to be. She wasn’t a teenager anymore. She was a woman, with all the desires and longings that went with it.

    Despite the odds against him even noticing her in a sexual partner way, much less him wanting to act on that, Abby knew she had to at least try. Better to have her ego deflated than to be an old woman regretting she’d never tried.

    Tell all that to the yellow streak wiggling down her back. Sheer force of will kept her from chickening out. Besides, staying away might have caused more questions than Abby was willing to deal with. Despite the strained relationship that had developed between the Stricklands and the Braddocks over the last six years, everyone still made a surface attempt to play nice. That consideration had more to do with the fact that Richard Braddock still worked at the same precinct with her father, not because Pam Braddock was the next door neighbor.

    Abby would never forget the last time she’d seen Richard—six years ago when she and Melanie graduated from college. What was supposed to have been a day of celebration quickly deteriorated into a nightmare. Shortly after the families had sat down to dinner at the Black Angus, Pam tossed down her scotch, glared at Richard, and demanded a divorce.

    His blue eyes had darkened as anger replaced his previous good humor. Abby’s blood had chilled when he sliced a glare his wife’s way and replied, There’s a surprise. Your timing is impeccable. You couldn’t wait until we’d gotten home. You just had to ruin this day, didn’t you?

    It was Pam who’d stormed away that night. Richard remained and tried to put on a good face for his devastated daughter. But Abby could see the pain, hurt, and regret deep in his eyes. All she’d wanted to do was hold him tight and make it better. All she’d wanted since then was...

    Abby pulled in a shaky breath. She hadn’t seen Richard since that night. He’d ridden home with them to get his truck, and had moved to a hotel, and, subsequently, to his own apartment. Any interaction between him and her father was on the job or well away from the house next door. She supposed that was only fair since, according to her mother, Pam had a string of men in and out of the place constantly. It wasn’t an environment conducive to children. But then, the Braddock girls were officially adults and out of the house at that point.

    As far as Richard was concerned, if he’d had any serious lady friends, no one said anything to her about it. That was fine with Abby. The last thing she wanted to hear about were stories of Richard and another woman. She wanted him.

    Abby scolded herself yet again.

    She shouldn’t be harboring the kinds of thoughts she had about the man. God knew she’d tried to put this obsession out of her mind. But the few men she’d dated had never lived up to her expectations. Each time, she’d close her eyes and imagine it was Richard whose lips kneaded hers. Richard whose warm hands flicked her nipples to life. Richard whose hard cock pounded into her.

    Abby fanned the heat from her face. Six years wasn’t an eternity, but it was a long time. Richard would be fifty now, the same age as her father. Surely he’d changed in that period of time. Seeing him once more was just what she needed to snap her perspective back in place and move on with her life. That wasn’t going to happen unless she got her feet to move to the entrance of Galaxy’s all-you-can-eat buffet.

    She stretched on tiptoe and craned her neck for a peek over the crowd inside. There was her mother—that red hair was hard to miss—and Pam Braddock—equally obvious with her platinum hair piled up high. Melanie was right beside her, looking more and more like a recreation of Pam. Abby supposed that had a lot to do with the time the two of them spent together. Pam had recently added and Daughters to the name of her real estate business. Melanie worked there with both her sisters. As far as real estate brokers went, they were a formidable team.

    It looked like their party included about thirty people, judging from the one side of

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