Arousing Love, a teen novel Read Online Free PDF

the floor with a flutter.
    Wow, amazing how easy it comes off.
    She stood there in her underwear, looking at
me. “When I’m naked you can’t come near me, you’re only allowed to
look, okay?”
    “Okay.” My voice sounded strange.
    She unhooked her bra and slipped it off,
dropping it to the floor. I just stared. I couldn’t believe she was
really doing this. She hesitated for a moment, then slipped her
underpants down and stepped out of them.
    My eyes swept unimpeded over her smooth,
flawless skin, no longer interrupted by strips of cloth. The effect
was amazing. I couldn’t help but stare in awe. I felt dizzy,
overcome by her beauty.
    She started turning around slowly, letting me
see all of her. She was so beautiful, her sleek, young body with
its alluring curves and long, slender limbs, so smooth and
graceful. She was perfect.
    She sat down on the edge of the bed and
looked at me like she was waiting for me to say something.
    “You could . . . lie down . . . if you want.”
    She swung her legs onto the bed, and lay on
her side, her head resting on one arm. “Like this?”
    “Yeah, that’s good.” I started trying to
sketch her shape. “I don’t know if I can do this, my hands are
shaking too much.”
    “You’re shaking? I’m shivering like a leaf!”
She laughed.
    I breathed in a deep, shuddery breath and
slowly exhaled. I still couldn’t believe she was doing this. I
managed to sketch her shape, though it wasn’t the best outline I’d
ever done.
    I mixed some skin tones on my palette, and
started to paint. As I got involved in what I was doing, I began to
relax, though my heart was still pounding. Joanna was looking more
relaxed too.
    “Why did you decide to pose nude for me?”
    “Umm, because you’re a good artist, and your
nude portrait was beautiful . . . and you’ve already seen me naked anyway. I just wanted to do
something nice for you.”
    I smiled. “It’s the best thing anyone’s ever
done for me.”
    She smiled too. She seemed to be enjoying her
exhibitionism now.
    “Do you like being naked like this?”
    “Yes,” she giggled.
    I laughed. I was enjoying this too. It was
beautiful, and sexy, and the most exciting thing I’d ever done.
    “It’s a bit like your dream isn’t it. Hey,
I’ve got an idea, why don’t I paint you nude too?”
    “Ha ha, no way!”
    “Aw, why not?” She teased.
    “‘Cause I’m not beautiful like you, for a
start.”
    “Yes you are! You’ve got a nice body, and
that sexy surfer look.”
    “The well-defined tan lines?” I laughed, but
my ego was eating up her every word.
    I continued to paint, working quickly with
several brushes. She was quiet for a while, letting me work. After
a long time of staying so still, she started getting restless,
shifting the arm under her head.
    “Sorry, my arm’s falling asleep. What part of
me are you painting now?”
    “Just some touch ups on your breasts.”
    She opened her mouth in pretend shock, then
grinned. “Can I see it?”
    “Not yet. It won’t be much longer.”
    I was pleased with how it was looking, but I
still had some work to do on her face.
    “Were you surprised when I said I’d pose nude
for you?”
    “Yeah, I thought you were joking.”
    “You looked surprised.” She laughed. “I was
joking when I first said it, but then I thought, why not? I guess I
was being impulsive again. You think it’s okay to be doing
this?”
    “Yeah, of course. Don’t worry, nothing’s
going to happen like last time.”
    “No goodbye kisses?” She laughed, then became
serious. “You don’t think it’s wrong though, for a Christian?”
    “You’re asking me?”
    “It’s what you think that matters. I don’t
wanna be a bad example and put you off because of me.”
    “You’re not a bad example of anything. At
least you’re not judgmental like other Christians. And I don’t see
this as something bad, beauty isn’t sinful. There’s lots of
historical Christian nude