Rock Your Body: A BWWM Romance (13 page)

“No.”

“No?”

Apparently no one had ever said that to Jett. “But you have to be in this. The contrast of his pale skin and your dark skin is going to be gold.”

“I’m not a model. I’m Colin’s bodyguard.”

Colin wasn’t sure he wanted to step in. Tamra in a bra and panties. He’d be hard pressed to well, not be hard.

“Jett, she is my bodyguard.”

“So. She’s perfect.”

“No,” said Tamra. “My job relies on confidentiality. And I’m not stripping down to my underwear for anyone.”

Colin hoped she’d make an exception for him, but he understood her reluctance now. But then again, he saw what the photographer was seeing. They would make a beautiful couple. “You’re only window dressing. Everyone will be looking at Colin. We don’t even need to see your face.”

Tamra’s eyes pleaded with Colin, but he was warming to the idea. “What if we clear the set? Only the photographer, you, and I in the room.”

Her eyes widened. “Really, Colin?”

“It might be fun,” he said.

She bit her lip. She was wavering. Oh man.

“I don’t see parading around in my underwear as fun.”

“Clear the set. Everyone out,” Jett said. “We’re doing this.”

Everyone filed out the front door to wait. Colin didn’t watch them go. He watched Tamra.

“Let’s start with your clothes on. Get you comfortable in front of the camera,” Jett said.

She seemed to be pleading with him with her blue eyes. “I really don’t want to do this.”

“Let’s humor him and if you’re awkward he’ll change his mind and go with the original plan,” Colin said. “Sometimes that’s the easier way to deal with someone like Jett.”

He’d whispered it in her ear.

“You have to do that in your business?”

“We’re all artists. Emotional, egotistical, high strung. It’s a hazard of the job,” he said.

Her shoulders had softened. He knew Jett could be persistent. He would not give up until she said yes.

“Okay, but with my clothes on.”

“Deal.”

Jett had backed away as if he knew Colin could convince her. Now he stood with his camera in his hand.

CHAPTER 10

What the hell have I gotten myself into?
Tamra stood, fully clothed, next to a partially clothed Colin. He’d put on a shirt with buttons, but it was open.

She tried not to stare, tried not to look like her eyes would pop out of her head. She even

tried to relax. That was not happening.

She and Colin sat on the large chair that he’d stood in front of with the half-naked women.

“The clothes on her might work. Wait, maybe something simpler. A black t-shirt and jeans. Do you have that?” Jett said.

“Uh, yes.”

“Go put them on.”

She glanced at Colin.

“I’ll wait.”

She hurried to her room and changed into her best black t-shirt and her best jeans. That’s really all she wore.

When she returned, Colin was lounging on the chair, his legs out in front of him and his ankles crossed. How could he be so naked and so comfortable?

“That’s perfect,” Jett said.

None of this felt perfect. None of it felt right. Why was she doing this? Hopefully, she’d suck and Jett would leave her alone. She could get back to her work. She did have other clients to deal with.

Colin stood, a smile on his face. “This will be over in a minute.”

“I hope so. For once I’m glad someone doesn’t have confidence in my ability.”

Colin laughed and squeezed her arm. “You’ll be fine. I’m sure. And fine isn’t what he wants.”

“Just stand there for a minute,” Jett said.

He did some things, but Tamra had no idea what they were. He adjusted some lights, then stood stroking his chin while he stared at them.

“Now just look at each other. As if you are lovers who hadn’t seen each other in weeks,” Jett said.

Tamra had no idea what that meant. So she just looked at Colin. He looked back at her his eyes smiling. Jett snapped a few pictures. “Now, touch her as if you couldn’t wait to touch her again, Colin.”

He put his hand on her face, barely grazing it. Thankfully, the hand that was towards the camera. No one would see her face. She had to remember that this was Colin’s shoot and no one was interested in her.

He brushed his thumb over her lips, his gaze going to them. His lips parted slightly and she thought he might kiss her. Why did her heart race? This was all make believe. Colin was acting.

“Good.”

She could hear the whir of the camera. When was he going to stop? When would he figure out that she wasn’t good at this?

“Now, Tamra, touch him. Caress him like a lover.”

With trepidation she raised her hand to his face, mirroring his actions. His breathing ratcheted up, his gaze never leaving hers. This was more intimate than she’d been with anyone in a long time.

Other than her vibrator.

Her pulse quickened even more.

Remember that this isn’t real
. Right now it felt pretty real as she could see his pulse go faster at his neck.

More pictures.

“Nice, now move a little. Almost kiss her, Colin.”

“Trust me,” Colin whispered.

The words felt as if they were about more than this photo shoot.

***

“Forget the guy with the camera,” Colin said.

His pulse was on double time at the moment, but he had to look cool. He had to look like he seduced Tamra every day. That she was his lover. Oh she had starred in a few fantasies lately. None of them had come true.

Yet.

He wasn’t sure if she was feeling the same way, but her eyes held a certain fear. And maybe even some passion. He couldn’t be sure.

He thrust his hands into her hair, bringing his face close to her. He grazed her cheek with his lips. She tightened her grip on him.

“Relax.”

“Easy for you to say,” she said, her voice husky.

“I won’t do anything you don’t want.”

He gently nuzzled her neck. Her face was away from the camera now. He kissed her as if he were truly seducing her. She gripped his shoulders, but didn’t push him away.

“Now, push his shirt off of his one shoulder. I need to get a good look at that dragon.”

Tamra obeyed and his shoulder was exposed for the camera. Hopefully, that shot would be more about his tattoo than anything. He shrugged off the shirt so that it was only on one arm. He turned Tamra so his back was to the camera. Being shorter, she was hidden mostly by him.

“Pretend to dig your nails into his back. He’s bringing out the animal in you with what he’s doing.”

Tamra put her hands on his back, her fingers curled against him. How he longed for her to do that for real.

“Nice.”

The camera clicked more. Colin shrugged the shirt off all the way, dropping it at his feet.

“Kneel down in front of her, Colin.”

Colin knelt and knew the focus would be on his back. Next he’d have to show the rest of the tattoo on his front. Hopefully, Tamra would still be behind him at that point.

He hugged her middle. His face shown in profile against her stomach. He could hear her rapid heartbeat. Was she just nervous or was she feeling what he was feeling. Was she turned on?

Damn. He hoped so.

“Okay. Let’s stop for a minute. Colin stand up and turn toward me. Tamra, lay your head against his back and wrap one arm over his shoulder and the other under this arm. Put your hands flat on his stomach.”

Colin stood, then helped her position her arms the way Jett said.

He liked her soft hands on him. Would she ever touch him again?

***

Tamra liked how Colin felt. He was hard sinewy and all man. Jett took a few more pictures.

“Now slide your lower hand to further down his abdomen.”

She’d be touching his underwear. She swallowed, then did as Jett suggested. More pictures.

Would this ever end? Was she good at this?
How stupid. She never should have agreed, but she guessed she was committed at this point.

Colin moved her hand to the waistband of his boxers, then held her hand there.

“Good.”

“Look over her shoulder at her, Colin. Have your face look as if you’re asking her to go further.”

Tamra was sure that she was wet from all this contact with a male body. All angles and planes, she liked the feel of him in her arms. She might run screaming from the house when she was done, but right now she was enjoying being close.

Was he?

She bet he was. He’d made it clear how he felt about her. She’d have to get out of the house. Call Kelly and have her take over for a few hours. This was too much. Asking more of her than was humanly possible.

If Colin put his hands anywhere on her right now, she’d probably explode.

“Colin put both of your hands on top of hers.”

That tingle. Colin touching her made her whole body tingle. As if he passed on a vibration to her. Her pulse was doing a staccato. Would this end soon?

Colin looked at her over his shoulder. He did look as if he were pleading with her to do something. To touch him.

“Wonderful.”

More clicks as Jett took more pictures. She put her head back down on his back and he rested his head on hers. He emanated such warmth.

“Nice. There’s a real chemistry between you two. Let’s take a break. I need to load another SD card.”

Colin didn’t move. He held onto her hands. She didn’t want to let go. This was dangerous. She was supposed to be protecting him. Not taking pictures with him. At the moment she couldn’t see any reason to move from where she was.

“Tamra?” he whispered.

“Mm?”

He nudged her head off of him, then turned toward her. His eyes held passion. For her. Not for some groupie or scary skinny model. For Her. Tamra. A normal, woman with curves and baggage.

He cradled her face in his hands, his eyes searching for something. Then he placed his lips gently on hers. She didn’t resist. Instead she gripped his shoulders, pulling him closer.

He deepened the kiss. His tongue reached into her mouth. She responded with his.

She heard clicking, but the sound seemed to be so far away that it was in someone else’s life.

When he finally let her go, his gaze on her made her feel as if she was the only human on Earth.

                                                                       ***

The kiss had been amazing. Hot, sweet, sexy and life changing, Colin thought. She could kiss very well.

Part of him knew that the photographer had caught their kiss. If Tamra wasn’t going to mind neither was he. He rubbed her lips, swollen from his onslaught. She blinked, but didn’t speak.

She didn’t pull away. She didn’t seem to be letting rational thought stop her. She had just kissed him back. There was no denying it. She had kissed him back.

Part of the reason for having his back mostly to the photographer was because of his dick. It was pretty hard right now. His condition didn’t frighten Tamra. She must have felt it pushing against her.

If only they could escape upstairs. Thankfully, the set had been cleared. Only the photographer had any idea what was going on. If he could escape upstairs with her before anyone else came in, he’d finish this.

Finish what they’d started today. Roger could clear his calendar, but Colin wasn’t sure he had any appointments.

“That was great, guys,” Jett said. “I’ve got all I need.”

Colin smiled at Tamra. He hoped it wasn’t predatory. He grabbed Tamra’s hand, yanking her out of the room.

“Where are we going?” she said, her voice still husky.

Sexier even than her usual voice.

“Upstairs.”

She didn’t resist and his heart jumped for joy. She was all for it in. Or so she seemed. She followed him up the back steps, down the hallway and into his bedroom. He closed the door, then turned to her.

Her lips were still swollen, but he needed another taste. He wanted to feel her next to him. Skin to skin. Hopefully, he hadn’t read the signs wrong.

That she wanted to be here. With him. Doing this. They could make a night of it.

“If you want to stop, say so now.”

*

Tamra’s brain screamed that she should go now. Leave. Get Kelly to come here. Refuse to guard him. They were on dangerous ground. She was in danger of being unethical.

Her heart and her body had other ideas. She couldn’t have stopped this speeding train if she’d wanted to. She didn’t want to. For the first time in years, she felt alive. She didn’t want to be the practical one.

She didn’t want to hold it all in while everyone around her had love. Even knowing that this would end at some point, Tamra wanted this. She wanted him and all that he would give her. Life was short.  Why not take something that is being freely given.

A little pleasure during a job.