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Authors: Jennifer Talty

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“You like that?” she asked.

He pried open one eye, squinting against the sun. “Like what?”

She looked around and jumped from the hot tub, all the while taking his picture. “Him,” she whispered as she bent close to his face.

“Him who?” He opened both eyes and blinked at her. “Oh, God, no. Not at all.” Blood rushed to his face.

“Oh, but I like him,” Kirk said, handing her a new camera. “However, I think my chatting is helping him to maintain control over his glorious pecker.”

“Oh. I see,” she said with a smile. “Guess you don’t have much control around me, do you?”

Chad groaned as he covered his face with his forearm and rolling his head back toward the hot tub. Would this ever end?

“Stay just like that,” she said. “These are going to be great. Trust me.”

For the next twenty minutes, she took pictures and Chad died of embarrassment. Worse, he realized people might actually recognize him in this ad.

“I think we’re done,” she said, still standing on the hot tub. “Take this and upload them, okay?” She handed the camera to Kirk.

“I have to say, I’m impressed,” Robert said.

Chad had completely forgotten about him and flinched when he heard his voice.

“Thanks.” She sighed. “Chad is good.”

“Very good. Maybe we should have him do more.”

“Umm, I’ve-” Jerking upright, Chad swung his legs around, nailing her in the calf. Her arms fluttered wildly in the air like a bird learning how to fly for the first time. He reached out for her, but it was too late. She fell backward and took him with her in a big slash.

“Are you all right?” he asked, lifting her into his lap and brushing her wet hair from her face. The strands tickled his fingers, and her skin felt soft and kissable.

“Just peachy,” she said, taking in a heaving breath. “Glad I didn’t have the camera in my hands. We would’ve had to do that shoot all over again.”

“Bite your tongue,” Chad said.

“Pictures uploading,” Kirk called.

“Great,” Robert said as he made his way across the pool area.

“I’ll be there in a minute,” she said holding Chad’s gaze.

He ran his hand down the length of her spine. The wet T-shirt wrinkled in his hands as he pulled it tight. “I’m not made for this line of work.”

She arched a brow. “I think you are mistaken. You’re a natural.”

He touched fingers against her neck, gliding his hand slowly down her chest until his thumb rubbed against her taut, pink nipple pushing against the wet T-shirt clinging to her skin. “I just did what you told me to.”

She leaned closer, gliding her hands across his chest and around his neck, sending all the right messages to all the right places. “I bet those are the best damn pictures I’ve ever taken.”

“If the pictures are that good, it’s because of the photographer,” he whispered, watching the water bead on her upper lip, begging to be licked off.

She flicked her tongue across the top of her mouth, sucking in the moisture. “Credit should be given to the model.”

“I’m not a model.” He stared deep into her inviting blue eyes as her breast mashed against his hand and her breathing escalated, exciting every limb in his body. His hard cock pressed full against her ass. Mr. Woody began his happy dance.

“That feels nice.” She rocked back and forth on his lap. “But I want it somewhere else.”

“And where would that be?”

She raised a finger to her lips. Her tongue darted out of her mouth, licking her middle finger from the palm to the tip, and then back down the other side. “I want to do that until you can’t take it anymore and you grab me by the hair and beg me to take it all in my mouth.”

He wanted his cock buried in her mouth. To look down at her as she slid his hard dick in and out of her mouth all the while her eyes locked with his. The visual it created in his mind made him harder than he’d ever been. He glanced over his shoulder. A large palm tree partially blocked his view of Kirk and Robert hovering over what he assumed was the computer. He could hear a few faint voices, but it seemed everyone else was currently occupied.

“That can be arranged, but why don’t we start with this.” He pushed her hand into the warm, bubbly water. Without hesitation, she slipped her hand into his underwear and firmly gripped his throbbing cock.

“Yeah, I like that.” Gently, he rested his head against the back of the hot tub and watched the clouds float across the sky while Angie massaged and caressed him into heavenly bliss. This had to be the best handjob he’d ever had the pleasure of receiving. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feel of her hands against his skin.

“Ever come in a hot-tub?”

“This would be a first,” he managed as she increased both pressure and speed while her other hand fondled his balls. “Oh, yeah,” he managed just before his breath caught in his throat and a sudden burst of fire filled his bloodstream. His cock filled with hot electric pulses as his cum filled her hand.

She continued to stroke him but slowed the pace and rested her head against his shoulder. “That was hot.”

“Wicked.”

“I wanted to do that last night.”

“I wouldn’t have--”

“Excuse me?” Kirk’s voice filled the air. “Um, Angie, sweetness. Can you come here?”

Chad didn’t want to open his eyes. He could just imagine the two men peer over the palm branches. Thankfully, they both were still basically out of sight over by where Angie had her computer set up.

“I’ll be right there,” she said. “That was as dangerous as what we did in the hallway last night.”

He forced a smile. “Yeah.” He wanted to tell her about his sleepwalking. He owed her that much.

“I’ve got to go check out those pictures. Want to come?”

“I’ve got another seminar.”

“Okay. Let me get you a towel and a robe. Hang tight.”

“Interesting choice of words.” He released her, and then tossed his arms on the side of the hot tub. Her T-shirt clung to her body. Her nipples hardened into tight nubs seeking affection. He sighed.

She scooted from his lap, mumbling something he couldn’t quite make out, but he could’ve sworn she mentioned something about the size of his dick. He watched her scurry across the pool deck and through a door, leaving behind puddles of water.

Should I stay or should I go?
He wasn’t questioning his own stay at the hotel. He had one more lecture this afternoon, a dinner and then an eleven am flight. He wanted to know if she planned to stay another night. He could sweet-talk her for a while and then maybe, just maybe, an early morning romp in bed. No sleeping.

 

Chapter Four

 

Angie glanced around the hotel restaurant, but Chad was nowhere to be found. She’d knocked on his door, called his room, and paced the hallway. Not only did she want to see him, touch him, and screw his brains out. She wanted to show him the pictures she’d taken and give him a copy on disk. After the shoot, he’d dashed out so quickly, she’d never even really had the chance to say thank you.

She set her water aside and opened up her laptop. She clicked on the word “Chad,” and her favorite picture of him, looking at her with desire in his eyes while lying on the side of the hot tub, stared back at her. Yeah, that one would be the new background on her computer, but not the one for the ad. She hadn’t even showed it to Robert. She sighed and picked up the menu, but she really didn’t want to eat, not food anyway.

Where the hell was he?
She glanced at her watch, and then decided on a salad. When she set the menu across from her, she saw Kirk and waved him over. She’d be lost without Kirk. He’d proven to be her best friend and the best assistant she’d ever had.

“Hey, sweetness,” he said, settling himself into the chair. “Why the long face?”

“I can’t find Chad,” she admitted, not caring that she sounded pathetic and desperate. If anyone would understand, it would be Kirk.

“I think he’s at some dinner or something with the rest of the suits. Did you know he’s an accountant?”

“I didn’t even know his name until you told me this morning.”

“The name, the bod, the voice. The guy’s got the whole package.” Kirk wrinkled his nose. “Quite literally.”

“He’s not gay.”

“Someone’s horny and bitchy. Not a very pleasant combination.”

She smirked at him, turning her laptop around to show him the one picture she’d keep for herself.

“Whoa, baby. How come I haven’t seen this one before?”

“I took it on my personal camera when we switched. Hot, huh?”

“Sizzling,” he said.

She took her computer back and stared at the picture for a brief moment before sending it into hibernation mode. She stuffed it back in its case and folded her hands in front of her. “I didn’t show that one to Robert, either.”

“Why not?”

“Because I want it for myself.” Her clit tingled thinking about the way Chad felt tangled with her in the hot tub, his erection full and throbbing against her ass. “Besides, it’s really not right for this ad.”

“Yeah, right.”

The waiter stopped to take their order, and all the while, she kept scanning the restaurant and glancing into the lobby, but Chad never materialized.

“You know, sweetness.” Kirk picked up a long hard buttermilk roll and smiled. “He’s really hot and you did take his picture.”

“You don’t have to remind me of my own rules.” She pushed the salad around on her plate. “It’s just that he’s different.”

“How?”

“Real. He seems real.”

“So did Eddy when you first met him.” Kirk took her hand in his. “Don’t think with your pussy.”

“You’re a pig.”

“I’m being honest. You’re thinking about what it would be like to feel his hard cock inside you, not what it would be like for the rest of your life.”

“You make it sound like all I’m ever after is a piece of ass. I’m not really like that.”

“I know.” Kirk rubbed his thumb across her hand. “You’ve got the biggest heart of anyone I know and you fall too quickly for all the wrong reasons.”

“It’s just that I want it all.”

“You and every other person on the planet. It will happen for you when you least expect it. But not in a hotel with some guy you don’t even know.” He patted her hand, then squeezed. “You’ve only be divorced for eight months.”

“My marriage to Eddy ended the moment I caught him with that bimbo in our bed.” She shoved her plate aside. “Why do all good men have to be gay?”

Kirk chuckled. “Your brothers are good men.”

“Only because they have great wives. Where did I go wrong?” She held up her hand because she knew the answer and didn’t need Kirk reminding her that Eddy had been married when she met him, making her the other woman. It had been the fantastic sex that sent her falling so hard and fast she didn’t know which end was up until it was too late. She should’ve seen it coming. “Do you have any condoms?”

“Awe, come on. Don’t do this to yourself.”

“I want to relax. No relationship. Just hot, dirty fucking.”

“You don’t know how to have a fling.”

“Just be a friend and a give me the flipping condom.”

“You’re asking for trouble,” he said, then pulled out his wallet.

“Thanks.” She handed him some cash. “Take care of the bill. I’ll see you in the morning.”

She collected her stuff and didn’t look back because she could feel Kirk giving her the evil eye.

Once in the comfort of her own room, she wrote a little note to Chad, offering him a nightcap if he wanted, or maybe breakfast. Or possibly a little of both. Regardless of what Kirk said, a little hot Texas fling might be what the doctor ordered.

After attaching the note to the disk with his pictures, she hurried out into the hall and shoved it under Chad’s door. She stood there for a few moments, her heart hammering in her chest. But when he didn’t come out, she headed back to her room.

She’d go home tomorrow to an empty house and an empty bed, story of her life. Actually, that was what their marriage had been like. All she wanted was a normal life. Well, somewhat normal, but she wondered if she’d ever have it at this point. Chad had been interested in her, or at least his body had been, and right now, his body would be enough.

Instead, she flicked on the television, climbed between the sheets and tried to forget about Chad. The ball was in his court. So why couldn’t she rid the feeling of Chad’s hands on her soft skin? Or the deep rumble of voice from her head? When she fell for Eddy, it had been his scent. Now Chad and his voice. And how the hell could she fall for a guy in twenty-four hours?

She believed in love at first sight, in this case, at first hearing. Okay, so, she didn’t really love him, just lusted after him. But she did love the idea of him. He seemed like the kind of man who’d drop his briefcase at the door and wrap his arms around the little woman. The kind of man that brought home roses for no apparent reason. The kind of man who would never roll his eyes when he had to utter those three little words.

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