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I reached behind me and closed the curtain. “Jesus, your ass is fucking fantastic.” I ground against her for a moment, getting harder by the second and wishing my pants were already off.

She tried to stand, but I wasn’t ready for that. I bent over her, laying my chest against her back, kissing her neck and shoulders. She put her hands on the bench in front of her to steady herself as she whimpered slightly.

I reached down and unbuckled my pants, quickly undoing them and digging my throbbing cock out. I wanted to thrust myself deep inside of her, but suddenly, I needed to taste her again. I dropped to my knees, pushing away the string of her thong and spreading her cheeks so I could put my face between her legs.

She pushed back against my mouth as if she couldn’t get enough. I licked her from front to back, nipping at her clit, and eliciting an erratic shiver from her as she began to pant. She was close—so fucking close. I stood, lining myself up and slowly pressing forward to fill her. She put one hand on the wall in front of her to steady herself for each of my thrusts. I pulled her up, holding her by the throat, careful not to hurt her as I continued to roll my hips forward. “Touch yourself,” I whispered into her ear. “Touch yourself and make yourself come, Angel.”

She did exactly as I instructed, and only a few seconds after she started, she tensed, clamping her mouth closed to keep from screaming out. Her pussy pulsed around my cock, milking it and causing me to come harder than the last time.

Her body shook in my arms, and I placed kisses along her neck as I continued to hold her. “You are incredible, Angel, fucking incredible,” I whispered the words against her ear. “I never should have left you last night. I should have taken you to bed and fucked you all night.”

She stiffened slightly in my arms.

“No,” I commanded her. “You are not allowed to get upset. I have you here now, and you are going to listen to what I was going to tell you when I came back last night.”

She nodded, and I felt her swallow under my hand. I turned her face toward mine and kissed her for a few seconds. Then I stared into her eyes. “You made me feel things that scared me, Mya. That’s why I left.” She blinked and looked shocked at my confession. “It had nothing to do with you and everything to do with you. I was all twisted up because I fear a woman who can make me feel that way.”

“No! You shouldn’t fear it,” she said, turning toward me. In doing so, our bodies disconnected. She put her hands on my chest. “I won’t hurt you, Alex. I swear I would never do that. I felt it, too. You made me feel things that I had never felt before. You made me want things I never even knew I wanted.”

She leaned forward, her lips so close to mine. “Don’t fear me, Alex. Whatever this is between us is exciting and strong.”

“It is.”

“Then know that you aren’t any more afraid than I am, but we can do this together. Maybe even build something worth having.”

I frowned. “Mya, I can’t tell you that I want a relationship. I’m coming out of a bad marriage that really fucked with me. I can’t promise you a white picket fence.”

Her eyes flipped back and forth between mine. “Then don’t. Can you promise me more incredible sex? Can you promise me that you’ll laugh and learn to trust me and that maybe you can open up to me?”

I chuckled. “The sex is a given, Mya. Having sex with you is almost life-changing. As for the rest, I can try, but I can’t promise you anything. Is that enough for you?”

She nodded. “Yes, that’s enough, Alex. It’s enough for now.” Mya claimed my lips, and for a few moments, we kissed, and then she pulled back and stared at me. “But no freaking out again like that. If you get stressed or confused, you say you need a minute. Don’t you dare walk out on me like you did last night—you got that?”

“I got that.”

We kissed again, and as much as I wanted to have sex with her again, we weren’t alone, and we had already taken enough advantage of our host’s accommodations.

“I’ll let you change and meet you out front.”

As I walked away, I felt great. I stopped and used the restroom on my way out, found my shirt, and buttoned it while I looked around. On the other side of the studio, people gathered around a screen. I joined them and found them looking at the pictures that Javier had just taken.

Marsha glanced up at me. “You two are incredible together. Javier is right. You guys could make a fortune modeling together.”

I continued staring at the images as they flashed over the screen. Javier was at another computer going through his disk one image at a time. Some he viewed quickly, others he paused on. The screen in front of me showed me what he was looking at.

Mya joined us, and I shifted to let her get in front of me so she could see.

“Holy shit! Is that me?”

Laughter drifted around the group, and I put my hand on her hips, squeezing it. I didn’t need photographs to know she was sexy; I already knew it. These showed everyone else, and I wasn’t sure how I felt about that.

After looking at all of the images, Javier handed two disks over to Rebecca. She held one out to me. “These are for you. We will keep the other one.”

Javier came around the desk. “If you want any of them touched up, let me know, but I don’t think you will need anything done to those. It was a treat to photograph the two of you.”

I wrapped my arm around Mya’s waist, and she leaned into me as she spoke, “Thank you, Javier. That was much more fun than I had anticipated.”

“Anytime,” he replied. “And I was serious about those other pictures.”

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