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“Um. Okay.”

She’s clearly uncomfortable now, and it’s not being in this room, topless, with me. I’ll do whatever it takes to ease her worries. “No one is in the dressing room,” I assure her, in case that’s the reason she’s being weird. “My next client will stay out in the waiting area until I give Chloe the green light.”

That seems to relieve her considerably.

“Okay.” Mak leaves and I’m still admiring her ass until she slips out of my sight. Cleaning up the scene, I roll up the carpet and collapse the backdrop.

Mak comes out with her overstuffed book bag on her shoulders and I’m not lying when I say this might be her sexiest outfit yet. Jeans and a hoodie, messy bun and Chucks.

My dick can’t handle that combo.

I’m so hard it hurts.

Eager for a distraction, I crook my thumb at her, silently beckoning Mak to come closer. Clicking through the pics, I find a few random good ones to show her. “Take a look.”

“No,” she says. “I’m good. I’d rather just be surprised by the gallery you email me later.”

Oooookay. “Here.” I put my camera down and stretch my hand out towards her. “Let me carry your bag for you and walk you to your car.”

“Oh no, that’s not necessary.”

“I insist. It looks heavy.”

She chews on her lip and slips it off her dainty shoulders. It lands with a thud on the floor. I pick it up, struck by how heavy it truly is, and chuckle. “Jesus. Did you bring your entire book collection or what?”

“Not even close,” she says. “I’d need a U-Haul for that.”

Damn, Mak isn’t a very big woman, yet she made this heavy ass bag seem light when she carried it. For some reason, that turns me on too. She’s strong. Bet she’s hella fun to play with in bed…

My dick twitches.

Holy hell, everything about her keeps igniting my flames. I’m kind of grateful her session is over because I’m not sure how much longer I would have lasted.

“Let’s get this sack of bricks to your car.”

“No, no, you have another client. I can’t possibly hold you up any longer than I already have.”

Chloe laughs from the dressing room and my next client says something about big dick energy. I wish I didn’t have another photo session today. I want to walk Mak to her car. Scratch that, I want to take her home with me and do despicably dirty things to her body.

My heart’s racing again, and I hate the reason for it. My professionalism has blown out the damn window today and there’s only one reason why.

Mak caught me off guard coming here, looking like this, smelling this way, sounding like that.

Fffffuuuucccckkkk.

I’m not ready to unleash her yet. “Let me at least get you as far as the elevator.”

“Okay,” she says, smiling as we head out to the main area together. “This was fun. I’m glad I came.” She takes the bag from me as she steps into the elevator.

“I’m glad you came too.” I’d love to make her come in other ways, too.

“Well.” Mak blows out a shaky exhale. “Bye, Carson.”

The door starts slowly closing, and I seize the moment. A low growl rumbles out of the back of my throat, and I love that her breath hitches hearing it. “Talk soon, Pricurious.”

Her eyes go wide with shock just as the door shuts.

Chapter 6




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