“No fair…no fair,” she moaned as he caressed her.
“You’re so wet, Terrah.”
She kissed him while she untied the drawstring on his baggy linen pants and freed his cock. Nick sucked in a tight breath as she wrapped her hand around him.
“I want you inside of me.”
Hearing those six breathy words did something to him. His hand slipped from her slick heat as he reached into his pocket to extract a condom. He tore it open, sheathing himself as Terrah lifted up off his lap slightly, ready to take him in.
“Put me inside of you.”
Terrah took him in her hand again, guiding the crown of his cock to her slick entrance. He watched her bite her lip as she slowly lowered herself onto his lap.
“Mmm…”
Her throaty sounds of pleasure heightened his enjoyment. He ground his teeth as her silky heat hugged his cock in a sweet, tight hold. Slipping his hands under her thighs, he helped steady her as she took him deep within her.
“Feels so good.”
‘Good’ didn’t begin to describe it as she gently rocked her hips. She placed her hands on his shoulders and, with subtle movements, began creating a delicious friction that made him grit his teeth. He forced himself to remain still, letting her set the pace, but her moans of bliss and the feel of her, so wet and snug around him, made it difficult.
“I need more.” Terrah’s voice was a ragged whisper against his ear.
Thank God.
He was dying a slow, erotic death with her easy riding.
“Hold on to my pants and wrap your arms around my neck.”
Terrah locked her legs behind his back as he got up from the chair. She tightened her sheath around his cock, which only fuelled his need to get her back inside. Nick pushed open the sliding door and carried her to the dining table, only a few steps away. He sat Terrah down on the edge of the table. His pants fell to the floor and Nick stepped out of them as she lay back. She looked beautiful in the gentle light filtering into the room from the bathroom.
Terrah beckoned to him. “Now give it to me hard.”
Nick groaned at the feel of her drenched pussy tightening around his cock. He dragged the front of her dress down with one hand, exposing her breasts. She bit her lip and moaned when he tweaked one beaded nipple with his fingers. He loved the tiny gasp that escaped her lips as he slipped his hands under her knees and yanked her ass just a little way off the table. Never had he seen a more luscious sight than Terrah all sprawled out before him, hungrily waiting for him.
He placed her legs over his shoulders and the position gave him maximum penetration. Nick began thrusting into her and Terrah’s delighted whimpers were music to his ears. He pumped her deeper and watched her eyes flutter closed with each measured stroke. “Is this what you want, Terrah?”
Her lips parted in silent moans of ecstasy as he worked his cock in and out of her juicy pussy.
“Yes, oh, yes!”
He fucked her even harder, determined to give her exactly what she needed…what he needed. The faster he sank into her softness, the more he was certain he’d always want more. He lost track of her cries and his thrusts as that one word rang in his head with every piston movement of his hips.
More… More… More of…
“Terrah…”
Chapter Eleven
Terrah screamed as she came, breaking apart into a million shards of pure sensory bliss. She called out his name as he’d called hers, delirious with pleasure. Her heartbeat roared in her ears as she gripped the sides of the table, trembling and gasping for air. Her eyelids fluttered open to see Nick’s eyes closed, his gorgeous profile glistening with sweat. His hands tightened on her calves for a moment before he took her legs from his shoulders. She whimpered as he slid his hands under her knees, spread her legs wide and thrust into her at a frenzied pace.
The friction of his cock inside her after climaxing was almost too intense. She uttered sounds she’d never made before as Nick found his own release with a gruff groan. Nick rocked the table and Terrah could feel the rhythmic pulse of his orgasm vibrating within her.
Nick kissed her knee and Terrah moaned when he slipped from her body. He moved to her side and she pressed her sticky thighs together with a lazy smile as he moved to her side and brushed his lips against hers.
“That”—she sucked in a ragged breath—“was amazing.”
“Incredible.”
She held out her hands and he took them, pulling her up into a sitting position. “Delicious.”
“You”—he kissed her hard on the lips as he let go of her hands—“are delicious.”
Terrah thought he looked delectable with his dark hair sticking to his sweaty brow. She was certain he could sell a billion magazines with the way he looked right now, especially with the searing look of passion still burning in his blue-green eyes.
Terrah lifted the top of her sundress back up over her breasts and inched off the table. She had tiny aches in places she’d never noticed before. She felt wonderfully sated and naughty.
Nick brought that out in her and she liked it—a lot.
“Spend the rest of the day with me. We’ll get up in the morning and go to the shoot together.”
He flipped on the light over the table, zipped and tied his pants before his eyes locked with hers.
Gorgeous, make-you-wanna-melt eyes.
She wanted to stay. It was on the tip of her tongue to just say yes, but she needed some time to sort out all the weird emotions crowding her thoughts right now. Plus, she needed a good night’s rest if she wanted to be on top of her game tomorrow. Staying the night would ensure neither one of them got any sleep.
“Terrah, what do you say?”
“It’s very tempting, but…”
“But…?”
He came to her, wrapped his arms around her waist.
“But…I think I should go back to my room.”
Nick studied her face for a second. “Are you sure?”
Terrah nodded. “I’m afraid, if I stay the night, we won’t get much sleep and Aidan will know we are both not at one hundred per cent. You know he’ll notice.”
Nick nodded as he released her. “I can’t even tempt you to shower with me before you go?”
“Next time, remember?”
“Don’t you forget.”
“I won’t.” Terrah grabbed her purse off the nightstand. “I need my shoes.”
“I’ll get them.”
She was at the door when he presented her with her red heels. Terrah laughed when he got down on one knee and looked up at her.
“May I have your left foot, please?”
She obliged, biting her lip as Nick kissed her toes and slipped on the heel. He was easily the most sensual man she’d ever been with.
“May I have your right foot, please?”
Terrah ruffled his thick hair and a whorl of emotions wrapped around her heart when he gave the other foot the exact same treatment. Emotionally and physically tired, she smiled at Nick, ready to escape back to reality.
“Thank you.”
He stood up and his eyes held hers while one corner of his mouth lifted in amusement.
“My pleasure.”
He dipped his head and kissed her, slowly and tenderly. Terrah clung to him, loving the way his hands gripped her waist. She felt as if he’d imprinted his taste on her forever. He pulled away and she found it hard to find the doorknob that was only inches away from her hand.
“I enjoyed brunch, Nick.”
He flashed her a sexy grin and heat rose to her cheeks.
Of all the things to say, she’d had to mention food?
Terrah felt like an idiot. Her mind was a slurry of conflicting voices as she fumbled and finally found the doorknob.
Turn the knob. C’mon, Terrah.
With what seemed like extreme effort, she twisted the cool metal in her hand and opened the door. She stepped into the hall and lifted her chin to meet Nick’s eyes as he leaned agains
t the door. His gaze travelled over her lips for a brief second, making her stomach dip.
“I enjoyed brunch, too, Terrah. See you in the morning.”
“Later.”
She turned around and walked away, conscious of her wet thighs and Nick still watching her from his doorway. When she heard his door click closed she exhaled, replaying every intimate moment between them as she practically floated down the hall. Nick was an amazing lover.
He’s amazing, period.
Funny, engaging, romantic…sexy.
“Can’t forget sexy,” Terrah muttered as she approached her door and pulled out her key card.
She was beginning to wonder if she’d become involved in something she had no way of controlling. In less than thirty-six hours, Nick had completely turned her world upside down. She’d told herself she’d indulge in a hot fling with him, but maybe she couldn’t handle the smouldering heat. Nick kept surprising her. He was nothing like the man she’d assumed him to be.
Terrah placed her electronic key in the door, smiling as she thought about his kisses on the plane. He’d helped her get over her anxiety with his unconventional, but totally effective method. Her Hawaiian trip was turning out to be interesting for reasons she hadn’t even anticipated.
“Terrah?”
She turned around and found Jocelyn staring at her in astonishment, with Lyn Lee, another model, standing beside her.
Great.
“I assume you’re here to make us look gorgeous for tomorrow’s shoot?” Jocelyn tossed her bone-straight blonde tresses over her shoulder.
Terrah opened her mouth to respond as Jocelyn turned away to continue talking to Lyn.
“Aidan Marks liked the proofs with Nick and me so much, he personally asked me to join this shoot here in Hawaii!”
“I’m excited to be working with him on this, too,” Lyn said, looking at Terrah. “Hi, I’m Lyn Lee.”
The beautiful Asian model held out her hand and Terrah shook it with a warm smile.
“Nice to officially meet you, Lyn. I look forward to working with you both tomorrow.”
“Did you just arrive?”
“Um, a few hours ago,” Terrah answered, mentally selecting which eyeshadow colours she wanted to try on Lyn in the morning.
Jocelyn sighed. “I wish I’d gotten here earlier. My agent had to juggle another shoot for this, but I pleaded with her to do whatever it took to get me here. I wanted to visit the islands again before the year was up.” Jocelyn tugged up the bodice of her strapless fuchsia mini dress as Lyn and Terrah looked at her. “Wait until you see Nick. His photos don’t do him justice.”
Lyn smiled. “I believe you.”
“The photos from our last shoot together were incredible.”
“I can’t wait to see how they turned out.”
Jocelyn gave Terrah a bright smile. “They’re fabulous. I’m so looking forward to working with him again.”
Isn’t this awkward?
“Well, I’ll see you guys in the morning.”
“Later, Terrah,” Lyn said with a grin as she glanced at Jocelyn. “I suppose we should do something low key, so we can be up at the crack of dawn.”
Jocelyn offered a small wave as the two models continued walking down the hall. Terrah fumbled to get her key in the door. She could hear Jocelyn as she continued to talk about Nick to Lyn.
“I’m right across the hall from Nick. I’m going to have to resist knocking on his door to say hello.”
Terrah could hear Lyn giggle as she opened her door. She stepped inside her room and kicked off her heels, suddenly exhausted.
Right across the hall?
How convenient.
“Stop.”
With a weary sigh, Terrah shook her head as she stripped out of her dress and headed towards the bathroom. She refused to indulge the cynical thoughts racing in her head. Until she saw reason to believe otherwise…she was going to take Nick at his word.
He wasn’t interested in Jocelyn.
Terrah stared at her reflection in the mirror and faced a cold, hard fact.
It bothered her. Jocelyn across the hall from Nick’s room bothered the hell out of her, which was ridiculous. She knew exactly what a fling was and what it was not…or, at least, in theory.
Sleep… She needed to sleep.
One thing was for sure, Jocelyn would pursue Nick. Blondie would never believe he wasn’t into her.
Things were definitely going to be interesting at tomorrow’s shoot.
* * * *
Terrah snatched her sunglasses off the top of her head and put them on. It was just after eleven in the morning and the sun was shining brightly, setting off the iridescent sequins on Jocelyn’s shimmering, skin-tight, full body leotard. Strategically placed beading concealed her nakedness, but the sheer outfit left nothing to the imagination. Terrah had curled her blonde hair so that it cascaded around her shoulders, the perfect complement to her ethereal makeup. She truly resembled a goddess as she lay on a stone bench, which had been placed in the sand so the ocean washed ashore behind her.
Lyn Lee was gorgeous beneath the sun, kneeling in front of Jocelyn in a lupine pose. Her dark, straight hair nearly touched the sand. Her smoky eyes looked flawless and Terrah was certain she’d done some of her best work on Lyn. The models were surrounded by lush foliage winding around the fake Greek columns. It was the ultimate backdrop, especially with Nick as the focal point.
“More. I want to feel how much you want him, ladies,” Aidan called out as he snapped frame after frame. “That’s it. It’s all in the eyes. Touch his leg, Jocelyn.”
Terrah watched Jocelyn run her hand down Nick’s thigh. As she wrapped her small hand around his calf muscle, the lithe model gazed up at him with a look of utter adoration and longing that Terrah was certain wasn’t just an act for the camera.
A flash of jealousy momentarily took her by surprise. She drew in a deep breath, exhaled slowly, mentally pushing the unwanted feeling away.
You are not going there, Terrah.
They’d spent one afternoon together…one incredible, mind-blowing afternoon.
She wasn’t about to confuse good sex with something more. The green-eyed monster was not going to get the best of her.
Aidan moved in front of her, directing a different pose for Lyn as Terrah’s gaze fell back on Nick. He looked incredible standing between the women, dressed in a white toga that showcased his muscled arms, chest and legs. Around his head he wore the classic laurel wreath. He had one hand on his hip and the other outstretched to the heavens, with the bottle of cologne the whole shoot was centred on balanced on his palm.
“That’s it… Worship the ground he stands on.”
The marketing campaign for the popular fragrance was brilliant. Smell like a man. Be worshipped like a god.
“I’d worship him with or without the cologne. He is so yummy!”
You have no idea. Terrah gave Ginny a small smile, wishing the production assistant were still on her mini smoking break.
“C’mon, tell me you don’t agree.”
“I agree.”
Ginny grinned, tossing her over-processed blonde hair back. “I love the makeup you did, Terrah. I’ve been meaning to ask whether you do private consultations.”
“Not as much as I used to.”
Ginny nodded. “I bet you could make any woman look beautiful.”
“I’d like to think so.”
Ginny turned her attention back to the modelling shoot with a wistful look on her face.
Terrah could almost feel how badly Ginny wanted to be in front of the camera. The production assistant had shared with her once how she’d tried to break into the modelling business in her teens. Ginny was what many in the industry referred to as a model wannabe, getting as close to the modelling world as she could with her job and lifestyle.
“After this ad goes live, every man will want to wear that cologne. Have you smelled it yet?”
“Not yet.”
Ginny gasped in mock horror as she whipped a small vial from her pocket. “I snatched a few samples from the promo table.”
Terrah took the sample, popped off the lid and sniffed the fragrance. “Mmm…this is nice.”
“Isn’t it? I wonder if Nick Tasso wears it.”
“He doesn’t.”
She didn’t have to turn her head to know Ginny was staring at her. Terrah tore her eyes off Nick to see the quizzical look on Ginny’s face. A rush of heat raced up her back as she cleared her throat.
“I didn’t smell it on him when I was doing his makeup earlier.”
Or when he pushed me onto the bed and…
Terrah snapped the lid back on the vial and handed it back to the production assistant. Her cheeks felt hot as she tried to clear the erotic images of her tryst with Nick from her mind. Moisture dampened her panties, her body responding to memories of his touch as if his hands were on her right now.
“Well, he doesn’t need anything more adding to his sex appeal anyway. He’s already lethal to us ladies.” Ginny giggled as she pocketed the cologne sample.
“Terrah?”
Terrah glanced over Ginny’s shoulder at the sound of Aidan’s voice, and saw him beckoning for her to come closer. She went to him, grateful for the distraction.
“Can you tease Jocelyn’s hair like we discussed for the final pose?” Aidan asked, barely glancing at her as he fiddled with his camera.
“I’m on it.”
She turned away from Aidan and her eyes locked with Nick’s. Her heartbeat tripled. No way was she imagining the hunger…no, the eroticism in his level gaze. Nipple-tightening arcs of desire wound through her as his aqua green eyes swept over her. She wished the two of them were alone so he could take away the longing that was driving her to distraction.
A salty breeze rifled her skirt, teased the wet cotton between her legs and reminded Terrah of Nick’s naughty request that she not wear any panties while on the island. She’d been unwilling to comply once she’d got dressed and considered the possibility of someone else discovering her lack of underwear while at the shoot. Terrah didn’t regret her decision, the way the wind was pushing up her skirt.
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