Friends With Extra Benefits (39 page)

"Victoria," he whispered.

She was so engrossed in her current assignment
that she didn't skip a beat.

"Victoria," he repeated, louder.

Pulling up from him, she turned and glanced at
his face with her lips parted and her eyes glazed over. "What is
it?" she murmured breathlessly.

"Caroline took off, and I'm not sure—"

"I know," she replied unable to look him in the
eye.

"What do you mean you know?"

Glancing back to his face, she moved to her
knees and admitted, "I, uh, read the note."

He glared at her. "My fiancée leaves me because
of..." He motioned to the bed and continued, "... all this, and you
think a blowjob is a good way to celebrate?"

She stared at him, speechless.

"I can't believe you." He slipped out of bed.
Tilting his head toward the ceiling, Jim exhaled a long, slow
breath. He rubbed his hands over his face before he glanced back to
her with his expression softening. "This is all my fault."

"No, it's not," She replied, her guilt washing
over her.

He knelt to the floor placing his head on the
mattress. Moving to him, she ran her fingers through his hair as
she began hesitantly, "I... I'd be lying if I said I wasn't at
least a little... happy about this."

The worst thing was that Jim couldn't help
feeling the same way. This is what he'd been denying he wanted for
months. Lifting his head up, Jim said, "I've never stopped loving
you, you know that."

"I know."

Jim stared deeply into her eyes. "I can't start
this again if... I mean I just can't do this if we're not going to
be together for real, you know, forever."

"I don't want anyone else."

He returned a skeptical look. "In St. Barts, you
said you could never settle down again... that, that you got bored
easily, and—"

"I didn’t know what I was saying... I mean, I
knew, but I thought that was... I thought I was doing the best
thing for you, turning you away, sending you back to Caroline. I'm
sorry. I'm so sorry," Victoria broke down sobbing as he stared at
her, barely able to breathe.

"Don't cry," he murmured.

Shaking her head and whimpering, she stared down
at the sheets.

Jim climbed on the bed, moved his hand to her
cheek and brushed away a tear. Slipping his hand under her chin, he
guided her eyes to his.

Smiling weakly, she began, "I don't..."

"What?"

After sniffling, she wiped her eyes. "I don't
want anyone else. I love you more than I thought I could ever love
anyone again."

"I love you too."

Moving his lips to hers, he kissed her tenderly.
He pulled back slightly, and they stared into each other's eyes for
a long, long time.

She seemed to be asking him a question with her
eyes. Eventually, despite his sadness at losing Caroline, whom he
truly loved—although maybe not with the same desperate, reckless
abandon he loved Victoria—he gave her the answer she wanted with a
gentle smile.

He fell back slowly against the pillow and shook
his head with a slight grin. Curling against him, she placed her
head on his chest and sighed. It felt more than right, more than
perfect. With their minds racing, they both thought about what lay
ahead. As he ran a finger slowly over her lower back, she placed
her hand on his chest and closed her eyes.

THE END

If you are a big fan of this
series and don't mind a little more spice in your reading, you may
want to check out the series omnibus, FRIENDS WITH EXPLICIT
BENEFITS. I'll be releasing it in June or July of 2012 and it will
include all four novels with two bonus expanded sex scenes in each.
Plus it will include a prequel, which details Victoria's
back-story— the super hot, mostly tragic tale of how she moved on
with her life after the death of her husband.

Please be warned that these
expanded novels and the prequel contain descriptions of explicit
sex with explicit language. It's not for everone, but it is a great
way to re-experience the entire series with a little more steam
thrown in the mix.

If you are interested in
purchasing only Victoria's backstory, which is available on its own
under another pen name, please send me an email for more
details.

Also please check out an excerpt from
SHRINKAGE
below.

You can find
recipes for the Breakfast in Bed Pancakes and Chocolate Mouse
Ganache Cake featured in this series on my Web
site
:
http://www.lukebyoung.blogspot.com/

To contact Luke
or to be placed on a mailing list to receive updates about new
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ALSO
BY LUKE YOUNG

SHRINKAGE
(excerpt included)

The
Friends With... Benefits Series:

FRIENDS WITH PARTIAL BENEFITS

FRIENDS WITH FULL BENEFITS

FRIENDS WITH MORE BENEFITS

FRIENDS WITH EXTRA BENEFITS

Fuck… when I finished writing
Extra
Benefits
that was the word that popped into my head, my
somewhat romantic, partially warped, slightly sex-crazed, day
dreaming head. I was going to just have that be the author's note,
just that one word… In some ways, it says it all, but mostly it
just leaves way too much to the imagination. So instead of the
expletive, I figured a long novel deserved a long, long, slightly
rambling, freaking note, so here goes…

Okay Victoria was a fun ride (that's what he
said :) ) concluding with this 89,657-word-but-who's-counting epic
last stop with
Extra Benefits
, the longest novel I've ever
written!

If you’ve read this novel, it probably means
you've read all the other books in the series, as well. So you took
the journey along with me, and I appreciate that. It was a lot of
freaking fun, right? Who would have thought that a guy scoring a
440 on his verbal SAT could write books? By the way, my math score
was relatively impressive, so it made up a little for my poor
verbal showing. No one is saying they are prize-winning literature,
but I think they're pretty damn funny and sexy, and given that
you're reading this, you probably also agree. So let's all pop some
champagne or at least a beer now that we've finished.

I'll admit that I thought the first part of the
book was a bit, um, what's the word…? Maybe “conflict-challenged.”
Yeah, that's a polite word for it… at least the first couple drafts
were, but once the trial turns to Jillian's favor, I really got
into the story, and it was hard to wipe the smile from my face
while I wrote the rest of it. My editor, Brea Brown, really helped
me salvage that first part, so if you didn't notice what I just
mentioned, you have her to thank mostly.

And honestly, I enjoyed the first part of the
book as well (even pre-Brea); in fact, I wrote that scene with Rob
and Bridget having sex in the safe with their arms tied behind
their backs even before I finished the third book in the series. I
just had that idea stuck in my head and desperately wanted to get
it out. I usually find myself drifting as I get to the end of one
novel. I get a little sick of it and need to move on to something
else for a bit before coming back. And I love that sex scene in the
safe. I mean how hot is it to be tied up, fearing for your life,
horny and wearing only swimsuits? It seems like a fun thing to try,
but you'd probably need a third person to tie both you and your
partner up… Not the kind of thing you can just ask anyone to do,
unless, of course, you have a friend like Victoria. Ahh,
Victoria...

Back to the second part of this book, when I got
to cross-examine Natalie on the stand about all that stuff, the
crappy stuff that mostly actually happened to me, when I was in
college, it was a blast. It brought me back to those amazing
carefree days and allowed me to ask question that I always wanted
to ask. And I got to make up the answers, which was probably so
much better than getting the real answers. Don’t go thinking that
I'm still pining away for my Natalie. Sure, as I said before, I'm
curious if she can still do that thing with her leg. I'm super
curious to know what it feels like to have sex with someone in that
position (it sounds like it would be pretty fucking hot so maybe I
should send the wife for ballet lessons). Back to the leg thing, I
thought it would be a fun catalyst for a story. I never thought it
would take me 300,000 words over four novels to tell it, but it was
a lot of fun.

(Don't say I didn't warn you!) And in the spirit
of rambling that I mentioned earlier… And I guess the first part of
the book is good enough, I mean I love the safe thing as I
mentioned, I love the tricking Brian thing and then the double
crossing Victoria thing, although it got a little far-fetched in
places. But, so what? Sue me… real life is not far-fetched and it
can get pretty boring. This was fun. I was just anxious to get to
the trial, so maybe that's why, when I re-read the first part of
the book, I do so with poop-colored glasses.

Switching gears once again... I've really
appreciated all the support I've gotten from fans of the series. I
probably never would have finished book four without it. I've heard
from readers in Australia, the U.K., Brazil, and, of course, the
U.S. The series may not be in the top 10 on Amazon like another
slightly erotic series of novels about a tall rich guy, who had a
bad childhood, has a sex dungeon, likes to tie chicks up and
really, really is super-fond of a shy virgin girl who mostly just
gnaws at her lip and doesn't have the stomach to say the actual
descriptive words for her lady parts! So short of experiencing
fifty shades of promotional luck, I guess I'll keep my day job.

Okay, so where do we go from here? I originally
had Victoria study to become a sex therapist because I thought that
might lead to a never-ending series of novels for her, but come on,
who's kidding who? I guess she could have clients and we could read
about their sex lives, but would that really be good? And how many
times can we read about Jillian and Brian doing it or Rob walking
in on Brian while he has a boner or Victoria trying to play a trick
on someone or even Victoria asking yet another person to look at
her ass? (I'm pretty sure she doesn't actually need her anus
bleached… I'd imagine that it's pretty cute as is!)

I originally did plan at least one more book,
because I really wanted Victoria and Jillian to play that trick on
Brian and have him come out in front of everyone with a huge boner,
as was Victoria's master plan. I was going to have Brian getting
himself “ready” as Victoria was mixing up the powder and then faux
realize, "Oh I left the tube out in the kitchen when I was cutting
it, would you mind…" From there Brian would run out while keeping
himself, you know, into a room full of people. Pretty funny, I
thought. From there, I wanted to have Jillian and Brian get her
back for tricking them, but this seemed to work better. I don't
know… you tell me.

So, I'm on to some other ideas. I want to adapt
the first screenplay I wrote into a novel. It's about a guy who
loses his job, discovers his wife cheating, and inadvertently saves
a celebutant (think a Paris Hilton type) from an ill-planned
kidnapping all in the same morning. From there, hilarity ensues as
he goes on—let 's call it—a little adventure as he struggles to
move on with his life.

After that, I have another idea or two I would
like to get on paper and then who knows? Maybe I'll get back to
Victoria and her friends. For now, let's just let these guys enjoy
life for a while. Everyone seems pretty happy. Victoria has Jim and
the baby, Jillian has Brian, and Rob has Bridget. They're all
getting regular, quality, passionate sex and you, if you have
someone special, should put down whatever you're reading (this, I
suppose) and do the same. As I always say, It's fun, it's good
exercise, and it don’t cost nothin'.

Luke Young

[email protected]

P.S. If you try the thing with the tea and the
ice, be careful. Take your time going from one to the other. We
don't want any dental emergencies.

Also, don't forget about the explicit series
omnibus including the series prequel with Victoria's back-story. Or
as I mentioned send me an email for details on how to find just the
prequel.

Is it in yet?
It’s the phrase that no man ever wants to hear.
I’m sure any guy would take,
Get out of
your car now or I’m going to kill you,
or
even,
You only have six months to
live,
over those other five words any day.
Okay, maybe not the six months to live thing, but you get the
point. Luckily, Tim Garrett had never heard those words. At least
he had never heard them out loud.

Tim was twenty-six and sure he had packed on a
few pounds since college, but you wouldn’t call him fat; maybe just
a little out of shape for someone his age. Life had not been very
kind to him and clear evidence of that was his thinning hair. The
early onset baldness was bizarre and especially cruel given that
Tim had been denied a normal adolescence and hit puberty ungodly
late.