Total pages in book: 28
Estimated words: 25996 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25996 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 130(@200wpm)___ 104(@250wpm)___ 87(@300wpm)
“Wow, I’m so sorry that happened. I actually was getting these pictures for my boyfriend too, and he broke up with me a few days ago unexpectedly. But I decided I wanted to get them done anyways, for me and not him. So here I am!”
The receptionist smiles and laughs again.
“Men are idiots sometimes. I’m sure you dodged a bullet, as did I. Now, all I need is your signature on these forms and I can send you on your way.”
I sign the documents and hand them to her, feeling reassured. She directs me to the back through a small hallway and a thick red door.
“Good luck! Enjoy yourself. Let go because the photo shoot can be really fun, so long as you relax.” She winks, ushering my to the back.
I walk down a lush hallway, and then open the door. It’s definitely a photography studio. There’s lighting set up with different cameras pointed at a king size bed made up in red satin. Black curtains surround the four-poster, and the effect is a little bit dom and very sexy. I blush a little, thinking about how I will be posing on there soon.
But that’s when the breath exits my lungs because the photographers come into my line of sight, and they are gorgeous. Both of them are ungodly handsome with strikingly dark features. They’re tall with charcoal-colored hair, piercing blue eyes and they have incredibly broad shoulders. The one on the left introduces himself first with a charming grin. I almost faint when he flashes those bright whites.
“Hey, I’m Corey Force. I’m going to be the photographer for your shoot. You’re Ginny, right?” He smiles at me so sincerely that his eyes crinkle and I can’t help but smile back. Plus, I’m definitely breathing heavier than normal.
“Hi, yes I’m Ginny. Nice to meet you Corey.” We shake hands and I feel the electricity shoot from my palm, up through my arm into my entire body. Then, the man on the right turns my way.
“Hey, I’m Castor Jackson. I’m going to be acting as the assistant for this shoot, managing the lighting and props. We always do photo shoots together to ensure the best results for our clients. It’s so great to meet you.” He shakes my hand and this time, I feel a little wetness between my legs from his masculine touch. OMG. I can’t believe this is happening. How am I going to do a photo shoot with these two guys seeing me in all my naked glory? I try to swallow and notice that my mouth is dry.
I can tell the two men are older and very sophisticated, but I don’t feel threatened at all. They are so welcoming and seem very sincere.
“Do you have any questions before we get started? We want you to feel as comfortable as possible.” Corey takes a step back and looks at me from head to toe, an appreciative smile on his lips.
I shake my head, but then stop myself before nodding.
“Yes, I do, actually. I brought some lingerie. Do you think these will be okay?” I zip open my duffle bag and bring out the three pieces. The lace looks ridiculously small and puny in my hands now. Oh god. This is going to be bad.
But then, I look up and notice both Castor’s and Corey’s eyes gleaming. My heart starts pounding. I can’t believe I'm going to be practically naked in front of these two beautiful men.
“Those are great, Ginny. We also some items from our stock that you can wear if you decide you don’t like these. Don’t worry, they’re new. We always provide lingerie for our clients, just in case something strikes their fancy. It’s completely up to you what you wear, as long as you feel comfortable and sexy.” Castor smiles warmly, and my stomach feels like it is about to drop out. They make me feel like the most beautiful creature on the planet just by looking at me.
I stuff my lingerie back in my bag and they direct me to a dressing room in back. Stumbling a bit, I walk through the curtain into the room. It’s small with three room length mirrors on each side, and a dark red curtain. I take a deep breath to steady my shaking hands. I think back to what Olivia said, and reassure myself that I’m doing this only to enjoy myself, so I have to let my reservations go. Breathe. Breathe. Corey and Castor may be the hottest men I’ve ever met, but I have to stay sane.
4
Corey
There’s something really special about this girl. I can tell that Castor feels it too. She just doesn’t know how beautiful she is, and it’s a shame. We see that sometimes: women who are larger-sized but who feel like they’re second class because of the very thing that makes them beautiful.