Gabriel Sandoval is crazy in love. His life with his wife Lily is everything a man could ask for. She's beautiful, funny, smart and sexy. She even swallows. There's just this one little thing...
Lily Sandoval is wild about her man. He's strong, supportive and gorgeous. There's no one in the world she would rather spend time with, and their sex life is off the charts. But she knows that deep down, Gabe has a secret wish. And this Christmas, Lily will let go of all her inhibitions to make that wish come true.
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November 13, 2009
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Excerpt from Unwrapping Lily by Chloe Cole
Lily stared at herself in the dressing room mirror and tried not to wince. After two margaritas, she'd thought this was going to be a little less painful than usual. It wasn't. A little more blurry maybe, but still just as brutal. She hated shopping for regular clothes and this was ten times worse.
"Lemme see!" Marianne called from her perch outside the doorway.
"C'mon, don't be such a baby. Do you want to do this or what?"
"You know I do. It's just... Maybe we should go to another store. I think I discovered what Victoria's big secret is. She has no tits and no ass."
Marianne chuckled. "Don't try to distract me with humor. Come out, or I'm coming in to get you."
With one last glance in the mirror, Lily took a deep breath and walked out of the dressing room, face burning in shame.
"Lily, open your eyes. You look beautiful. Really, honey. Look at yourself honestly. Come here."
Marianne pulled her close to the three-way mirror and stood behind her. "Your hair is like something from one of those commercials, dark and silky and shiny. And the boobs? They make us flat-chested girls want to weep with jealousy."
"They're popping out all over the place," she responded, exasperated.
"So your cups runneth over a little, so what? You think your husband is going to look at you in that and say, 'Honey, you're showing too much cleavage'? I don't think so. Not to mention, your skin is gorgeous, your waist is trim. I guess I just don't get it, girl. What's so bad?"
Lily kept her eyes scrunched halfway shut so as to dull the edges a little as she again faced her reflection, this time in the mirror. "Well for starters my hips are huge. And look at my ass. I look like I'm smuggling two hams in my underpants, for fuck's sake. Gabe's in such good shape, his body is perfect. And as much as I love it sometimes I wish he had some flaws, then maybe I wouldn't feel so bad, you know?"
"Oh, yeah. Poor thing. 'My husband is too sexy'. Cry me a river."
Lily let out a crack of laughter. "Sorry. You're right. I just have to bite the bullet. After the first time it's got to get easier, right?"
"That's the spirit. Now come on, try something else on. Those panties aren't revealing enough. The sooner we find something, the sooner we can get your hair done and go celebrate with another margarita and some of those nachos."
"Okay, okay," she said, chuckling. She headed back into the dressing room, her smile fading as she shut the door behind her.
She'd told Marianne part of her plan--to get totally sexified and finally let Gabe see her, and them, while they made love. But that was only half of it. Somewhere, in that intangible place that a wife knew a husband, she knew Gabe craved something more from her but was afraid to ask. She sensed it. When things got really hot and wild, a part of him was still in check. He was holding back and it just wasn't her way to let it slide. She wanted all of him. As good as their sex life was--and it was damn good--she had the exhilarating feeling that there was something more for them, if she could just take that leap of faith.
As she stared at her reflection, she tried not to look away in shame. Gabe always told her how beautiful and sexy she was. He wanted her and loved her above all else. And if she believed in that, she had to believe that a little extra padding wasn't going to make him love or want her less. And she had to believe that if she gave him her absolute trust, he wouldn't abuse it.
So for Christmas this year she was going to give him it all.