“Now that’s not fair Tina.” He raked his fingers through his hair. “You need to give me a chance to explain.”
“What’s going on here?” asked Ms. Bare.
Tina tried not to look too annoyed, but she wanted to leave and go home.
Ms. Bare frowned at them, concerned. “You two were so into your conversation, you didn’t hear Steve call you.”
“Oh?” Tina managed to shake TJ’s hand off her arm. She made it a point to do it in an angry manner, too, just for his benefit.
“Yes. Oh dear!” Ms. Bare grabbed the edge of her umbrella. The wind was starting to kick up. “We’re going to take the bedroom shots. It’s the third cover of the trilogy. The second one, as you know, was supposed to be on the grass with you two frolicking like two long lost lovers. But this third cover is going to be the hottest off them all.” She smiled at them, her eyes flicking from TJ to Tina.
“I see,” was all Tina could say.
“We’ll be right up. We’re both getting drenched as well, and we wouldn’t want this beauty to catch cold,” TJ said, looking at her.
Tina wanted to throw up. Instead, she rolled her eyes and huffed.
“See you in a sec.” Ms. Bare carefully trotted toward the hotel.
“Come on, we will discuss this later.” TJ took Tina by the arm again and led her to the entrance of the hotel.
“I told you, there is nothing—”
“Yes, there is. But we can’t get into it now, obviously.”
“I bet. It takes time to think up new lies.”
Her words stopped TJ cold. His grip loosened as he looked at her, stunned, but she didn’t care. She only wanted to get away from him and made a quick beeline to the room set up as a studio. Tina wanted to get this over with and get away from him.
Tina entered the room and was floored. The set changed. No longer was a shower in the middle of the room, but a huge bed all done in gold satin sheets.
She walked over to Steve. “Um, what does this shot entail?
“Oh, you’re gonna love this. You see—”
“Steve, could you check this, please,” the main photographer called.
Steve shook his head and threw up his hands. “Lord, what would they do without me. Be back sweetie.” He ran over to them.
Tina took the time to look over the set. The last place she wanted to be was in a bed with TJ. Again.
No, that was lie. She did want to be in bed with him again. But he messed that up. Damn, why do men have to be such liars?
“You’re digging the set, right?”
Tina turned to a tall, redheaded man. “It’s beautiful.”
It was romantic, sensual and sexy. What woman wouldn’t dig it, especially knowing whom her bed partner would be? Liar or not.
“Thanks. Believe it or not, this was the hardest to do.”
“Why is that?”
“Well, even though the bed is supposed to be sensuous, the real star on the cover is what you and TJ will be doing on it.” He smiled so hard, he looked like a shark.
“I—”
“Okay, everyone, gather around. Let me tell ya’ll what this shot is going to be.” Steve stood in the middle of the room in front of the bed, as everyone gathered around. Blatant curiosity got the best of her.
“Okay, this is the shot. TJ and Tina...” He paused. “Isn’t that cute? They even sound like a couple,” he smirked. Everyone in the room giggled.
The urge to throw up emerged again. Better get some Alka-Seltzer, soon.
“Now, now, we don’t want to make them blush. Anyway, the shot will go like this. The two of you,” he pointed to Tina and TJ, who stood way too close for her comfort level. “You’ll be on the bed, nude sitting up on your knees. Tina’s back will be pressed against TJ’s front.
“You, TJ, will have one arm pressed against her breast, covering them and your other hand will be down below, giving the illusion of you stimulating her. The covers on the bed will be bunched up covering your hand so it will look super hot!”
Tina wanted to run back home.
****
TJ looked over at Tina. Her arms were crossed over her chest. Her stance was defiant and her jaw was tight. She was not having it. He needed some time alone with her, at least ten minutes so he could explain the whole mess.
He also needed to get to Kelly, who had left right after Tina, saying she had errands to run. TJ was so mad he was seeing red and spitting nails. How dare Kelly even show her face? What was she hoping for? He sure as hell knew she couldn’t be asking for forgiveness. Get back together? Please. He’d rather go to Afghanistan and look for Al-Qaeda.
“Let’s get ready people. I hope we can do this in half a day. Now everyone clear the set, except Bob,” Steve said, walking over to the photographer.
TJ walked over to Tina. He dared not touch her, but he had to get a feel on his chances with Tina. Oh, God. This was the main reason he kept business and pleasure separate. Look at how he got screwed over with Kelly.
But Tina wasn’t like Kelly.
One night, one night was all it took. Now everything was compromised: the shoot, and his friendship and budding relationship with Tina. TJ wanted more with Tina. He knew the first time he touched her, the first time he talked with her, she was different from the rest. Tina had an innocence about her that drew him to her.
She had an innocence that is. After what happened back at the hotel with Kelly, she probably felt like shit and that’s why he needed to talk to her. He had to fix this.
TJ didn’t know how many days they had left to shoot theses covers. With the surprise storm, that was surely going to set them back at least a couple of days—if it stopped. Which meant he’d have a little time to set things right.
He did know this. He told Tina from the very beginning that this wasn’t finished between them and he meant it.
Chapter Seven
Tina was in the dressing room, listening to the chatter outside. Everyone remaining seemed excited about this session. Everyone except her. Given the kind of scene Steven wanted, she was glad he’d dismissed most of the crew, leaving only the main photographer, Ms. Bare and her secretary.
She had a really good image in her mind about what this shot was going to require. Part of her was looking forward to it. Feeling those large hands once again on her body, making her go up in flames all over again. Tina had to control herself if she was to get through this with her sanity intact. She knew the more mistakes she made, the longer they would have to be on the set—and the longer she had to be near TJ.
Tina put on the flesh tone G-string she found in the dressing room and threw on her robe. When she walked onto the set, TJ was already on the bed. He was having what looked like an intense conversation with Ms. Bare. When she got closer, they abruptly ended their talk, and Ms. Bare left to sit behind the photographer.
“Are you ready for this?” TJ asked looking at her, while running his hand through his hair.
Tina didn’t know if he was asking because he was trying to get to her or what, but she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction.
“I’m ready. Let’s go,” she said sharply. Turning her back to the small audience in the room, she took off her robe and dropped it to the floor. She hopped on the bed and waited for instructions from the photographer.
Tina felt the mattress dip as TJ moved up behind her, reaching for her.
“We need to talk,” he whispered in her ear.”
“We have nothing to talk about, remember?” Tina fidgeted on the bed, trying not to let the closeness of him get to her senses. But as she shifted, she could tell it was already too late. She felt her dampness between her thighs.
“And remember, I said that it’s not over between us.”
“Okay, you two, let’s get this shot. Take of your G-strings.”
Tina’s eyes grew wide. “Wait. I thought we kept them on.”
“Oh, no. They’re for us,” the photographer said pointing to himself, Steve and Ms. Bare, “a
nd for your modesty before getting under the covers.”
Damn! Fate was playing a cruel game with her.
“Looks like we can’t stay away from each other naked.” TJ all but purred the words in her ear.
“Just do the shoot right the first time. I have things to do today,” Tina sneered.
TJ took his underwear off under the covers and Tina watched as it dropped to the floor. She moved under the covers and turned to face him as she removed hers. She wanted to make sure he was looking into her eyes and no place else.
Once she threw her G-string on the floor, she turned back around, bunching up the bed sheets to cover her lower half.
“That’s it,” Steve said. “Keep those up, covering just enough, but not too much. Now TJ, put your arm across her breast and slide your other hand across her hip toward her crotch so it gives the illusion of your hand actually being down there.”
Steve stood back and stared at them. When it looked like he was satisfied with the pose, he went over to the photographer.
“Okay, let’s see what we can get,” he hollered.
Tina sat there, feeling the warm strong hand of TJ’s near her now wet pussy. It wasn’t so much his hand being near. It was the other things happening—his arm pressed over her breasts and him leaning his head into her neck. She felt his hot breath and warm wet tongue as it swiped across her damp skin. Tina knew no one saw it and she tried not to jump or squirm.
“What are you doing?” she whispered.
“Trying to make the shot look as natural and real as possible.” He moved on to her hair and stuck his face into her mass of curls, breathing in deeply. “Mmm, smells so nice.”
“That’s it, TJ,” Steve yelled. “Tina, lift your arms over your head and reach back to embrace TJ. Try putting your hands on the sides of his head and running your fingers through his hair.”
“That’s perfect, Steve. I was just about to suggest that,” TJ said.
“You can’t tell the director and photographer what to do,” Tina protested in a whisper, making sure the crew didn’t hear her.
“I have a lot to say about my shoots. More than you realize, my dear. Now do what Steve says.” The smirk in his voice had her wanting to slap him. She huffed and got into position.
“Fantastic! Okay, hold it,” the photographer said.
Tina moved her hands over TJ’s scalp, feeling the familiar softness of his thick, wavy mane. She heard him moan and quickly stopped.
But TJ didn’t. Before she could let out a yelp in protest, TJ’s hand slipped lower, over her pelvic area and right to the edge of her opening. Tina grabbed the sheet, making sure it didn’t slip any lower.
“Don’t move or say anything.” His words were soft, yet possessive, and they were for her ears only.
Tina wanted to scream. She wanted to alert the others to what he was doing, but she was transfixed on that strong hand. Unable to utter a sound, she held her breath and gripped the sheet tighter.
Her gaze lifted to look over at their audience. She wanted to see if they noticed anything other than what they should. They didn’t seem too concerned. The photographer was adjusting the lens and positioning a few lights.
TJ’s fingers reached the magic spot and began making circles around her now swollen bud. She threw back her head and let out an inaudible gasp.
“Great! That’s a perfect shot. You two are naturals,” the photographer said, clicking off pictures.
“Stop it,” Tina said, as she turned her head to face the wall.
“Not until you agree to hear me out. After the shoot, we’ll go somewhere and talk.”
“How many times do I have to—Oh!”
He had two fingers in her, going slowly in and out. So slow, no one in the room noticed. All Tina heard was the soft controlled breathing between her and TJ and the clicking of the camera shutter.
“Please stop before something happens,” she whispered in a panicked tone.
“Happens? Like what? You having the orgasm of your life, here on the set in front of everyone? Don’t worry. I won’t let you get that far.”
His strokes became faster, yet she could barely see the sheets covering his hand move.
Tina’s body spiraled out of her control into a tailspin. She was going to come, and in front of all these people. Unable to bring herself to care, she threw her head back against his chest and moaned. The shutters of the cameras went off at a frantic pace. Tina couldn’t believe what was happening. She couldn’t believe she allowed it. But there was no getting around how good TJ felt against her body, or how his hands performed pure magic.
“That’s it, baby. Come for me and everyone else. Show them how I can pleasure you. Show them how you really feel about me.”
Tina’s body was about to obey, when all of a sudden, TJ stopped. He pulled his hand away and back to where it was supposed to be.
Noooooo! She screamed in her head.
“Okay, those were great shots, you two. You can go change now.”
TJ reached over the side of the bed and grabbed their G-strings and robes. He held on to hers a moment before offering them to her. She snatched them from him.
“I’ve never seen anything like it,” the photographer said.
“I think this will be my hottest cover yet, and they’re all pretty hot,” Ms. Bare chuckled, and Steve laughed, too.
“You thought those were good?” TJ asked. “If you think you need some more we can—”
“Nope, these were perfect,” the photographer said.
Tina let out both a sigh of relief and frustration. He’d left her hanging. She was hot and bothered and he showed her no mercy. He was going to let her suffer, let her cool down as if nothing happened, and he’d done it on purpose.
TJ turned to face her, a smirk on his face, as he tied the belt to his robe.
She wanted to scream at the top of her lungs. Tina closed her robe tightly making sure nothing could be seen. Her nipples were pebbled and hard, and the G-string wasn’t coving anything! She looked down at TJ’s sex. His erection tented his robe and he obviously didn’t care. He thanked the crew and marched off to his dressing room.
“If one didn’t know any better, one would think you two were really lovers,” Ms. Bare said.
Tina jumped, not realizing someone was right behind her. “Oh, yes, well, you know us professionals. We can make it look like the real thing.” She laughed nervously and ran to her dressing room. When she glanced at the clock in there, she was shocked to see the shoot had lasted a few hours. She needed to get out of there fast.
Chapter Eight
TJ wanted to take Tina right then and there. As much as it pained him, he needed to teach her a lesson and get her attention. Tina would come to him and they would have that talk, but first he wanted to finish where he left off. It was now her move.
Tina wasn’t the only one frustrated. He had wanted to make her come. He wanted her flat on her back on the bed, and them tangled in-between the sheets, having wild sweaty sex, preferably without an audience.
But they had a lot to straighten out before they could get back to that point. He just wanted to show her what more there could be. They’d had each other, tasted each other, and enjoyed each other, but now thanks to a certain ex, that could all be erased.
Damn that Kelly. He had to find Kelly and straighten a few things out with her, too. For one, he wanted his ring back. She must have returned to the apartment—that bastard Lawrence must have let her in—found it on the floor, and taken it. He’d been so pissed, and in such a rush to leave, he’d forgotten all about it.
When TJ returned to the main room, everyone was looking over the pictures. Steve waved him and Tina over. He looked at Tina, whose body was facing toward the door like she was about to leave.
“Don’t you want to see what beautiful covers we made?” he asked.
Her eyes narrowed as she walked quickly passed him to Steve. TJ stuck close behind her.
“Look at this shot,” Steve said
, pointing to one of the frames.
It was the shot where his finger had just entered that hot pussy of hers. Damn! Just looking at it was like reliving the whole experience. He already had a painful hard-on that wouldn’t go away, no matter how much he tried thinking of something else.
“Look at that one,” Ms. Bare pointed to the shot where Tina had her head thrown back. Damn, she looked so sexy, like a woman being well loved.
Her eyes were partially closed, and her mouth open like she couldn’t get enough air. There was no mistaking; she was turned on by his touch. No matter how much she had protested while on the bed, her facial expressions said it all. And it was all on film, or rather digitalized, in living color.
And speaking of color, he glanced over at her while she looked at the pictures, and noticed the blush on her face. Why was she being so stubborn? One thing was for sure, he needed to find Kelly and straighten her ass out for good as well as bring things back to the way he wanted them with Tina. TJ had already broken one of his rules by dating Kelly and now wanting Tina, but he found himself breaking another one of his concrete rules. He’d talked about his personal business with someone, but he’d been upset. Before the shoot, he had a conversation with Ms. Bare. She’d caught him at a vulnerable moment and seemed to sense he needed to talk. He told her what had happened last night.
“I think I screwed up, Ms. Bare.”
“Don’t tell me, you’re really falling for Tina.”
“How did you know?”
“First of all, call me Heather. Second, it’s one thing to be able to turn on a look for the camera, but you two don’t seem to be able to turn off that look for each other even after the camera stops shooting.”
TJ grinned but then sobered and told her the rest of the problem. She wasn’t surprised, but she was very upset on his behalf about what happened with Kelly and Tina’s reaction. Although she told him any woman in the same situation would have reacted that way, Tina should at least hear him out and then decide whether to believe him or not.
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