One thing was certain: Beth was good. She knew exactly what
she wanted before she even started shooting, and usually got it quickly. She
made the models feel comfortable and at ease with their nudity, which showed in
the pictures.
But Nathan's gaze wasn't on the nude model in the water. It
was on Bethany. Those long legs, that tight ass he'd caught in bikinis that
made his cock twitch, and long blonde hair he thought often of running his
fingers through.
“We got it,” he heard her say, and everyone broke out in
applause. “Great job, everybody.”
The model smiled broadly as she stepped out of the water, and
someone came forward to wrap a terry robe around her. She and Beth spoke softly
for a moment; then the model went back inside to change while Beth scrolled
through the pictures on the computer.
Nathan moved to stand behind her. A soft wind blew, carrying
her scent to his nose, and he inhaled deeply. Leaning down, Nathan moved his
lips close to her ear but said nothing, just watched the screen over her shoulder.
It didn't take her long to notice him. She jumped, turning to stare at him in
surprise.
Her hand fluttered to her chest as her eyes narrowed at him
in annoyance. “Don't sneak up on me like that!” she snapped.
His lips twitched in amusement. “You didn't see my reflection
in the computer?”
“Not at first. I was studying the picture.”
He nodded toward the screen. “Nice shot.”
She scooted her chair a little farther away, making room for
him. “I like the way the light catches the highlights in her hair,” she
replied, pointing toward the model's blonde curls.
Despite the light, Beth's hair was prettier. Or maybe he was
just prejudiced. She'd lightened her hair, going more platinum. It suited her.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
There was a slight quiver to her voice. Nathan turned to
study her, wondering at her nervousness.
“I couldn't get an answer on your cell. Jacob wanted me to
remind you about the dinner planned for tonight.”
She nodded, her throat twitching as she swallowed. “The rodeo
place, right?”
“Yeah. They're leaving for dinner at eight thirty. The usual
publicity pictures at the mansion around eight.”
Beth nodded. Her tongue flicked out to lick at her lips, and
Nathan's heart skipped a beat. He wanted to do that, run his tongue along her
mouth, taste her lips, and inhale her essence and the evidence of her arousal.
“Are you going to edit those today?” he asked, nodding toward
the pics.
“I think so. I also want to edit Sarah's.” She glanced around
quickly before continuing. “Jacob asked me to get a few test shots of her. I
think she'll be our next centerfold.”
Nathan raised an eyebrow, and she pointed at him, giving him
the most adorably firm stare. “And don't you say a word.”
“I wouldn't dream of it,” he replied with a chuckle.
She pursed her lips before turning back to the computer. “Are
you going tonight?”
“Do you want me to?”
She spun around and stared at him, her eyes wide, her mouth
opening, then quickly closing. “I was just asking, Nathan. It doesn't really
matter.”
“No?” he asked, studying her closely.
She started to say something, but Jeremy interrupted. Nathan
frowned at the intrusion but stood by patiently. He was determined to get an
answer. After a few moments of listening to them discuss what needed to be
done, Nathan blew out a harsh breath, leaned down to grab Beth's arm, and
tugged her from the chair.
“Jeremy, if you don't know what to do by now, you're a lousy
assistant. I need to speak to Beth in private. Handle it.”
“Nathan,” Bethany argued but followed behind him without too
many objections as he pulled her to the dark alcove behind the waterfall.
The temperature inside the darkened space dropped
drastically, and he noticed Beth shiver slightly at the dampness. Was she
nervous? Or was it something else?
“What on earth did you want to talk to me about?” she snapped
in aggravation.
“This,” he said as he gripped her chin with his thumb and
forefinger, holding her still as he slanted his mouth softly across hers. He
couldn't wait another second to kiss her, taste her. His need was quickly
driving him insane, and the more time he spent with her, the harder it became
to ignore it.
She stiffened instantly and tried to pull away, but he
wrapped his arm around the small of her back, holding her against him. Not
hard, but close enough so he could feel every inch of her body pressed against
his. The last thing he wanted to do was frighten her, but the instant she
melted in his arms, he knew he hadn't.
His lips became more insistent, brushing over hers,
encouraging her to open for him. She did, and her soft sigh feathered across
his lips. He could smell her sweet, rosy scent, taste her minty breath as he
slid his tongue inside, slowly exploring.
She responded, stroking her tongue along his. His cock
hardened instantly, and he pressed it against the soft flesh of her stomach.
She moaned, raising her arms to wrap around his neck. Her response surprised as
well as excited him. She was kissing him back. He could feel the hard pebbles
that were her nipples pressing against his chest even through the material of
their clothes.
“Nathan, what are you doing?” she whispered against his
mouth, and he smiled.
“Doing what I wanted to do last night. What I've wanted to do
for months.”
“I…” She swallowed, then took a deep breath, trying to pull
away. “They need me…out there.”
“I need you in here,” he murmured, holding her tight and
letting her feel the length of his rock-hard cock. He slid his hand to her
cheek and gently sucked at her bottom lip. She shivered against him. “Let them
handle it, Beth.”
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