Picture Perfect by Deena Remiel Read Free Book Online

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    “Let me hear you, baby. Don’t hold back.”
    With his hands grasping her hips he slightly raised her only to slam her down again…and again. Her moans got louder, spurring him on.
    “Mmmm, that’s it.”
    “Oh, God, Jamie….”
    The sight of her biting her bottom lip, and caressing her nipples as she came were too much for him and he had no choice but to join her. Pulling her down on top of him, he smiled into her hair and closed his eyes.
    ***
    An obnoxiously loud ring sent Jamie jettisoning out of bed to rummage through the pile of clothing on the floor. “Son of a bitch,” he mumbled as his brain tried to match his heart’s speed. He couldn’t even focus on the screen properly and flipped it open. “Hello? Hello?” You idiot. It’s a text message. He opened up the messages and saw that his photographer needed him by three o’clock instead of five. Shit! He’d completely forgotten about that photo shoot today. What should he do about Hope? She could stay in the house, alone. No, I don’t like that at all. She could come with and watch the shoot. Not crazy about that idea either, but I may have no choice. Having her watch erotica shoots only a few days after getting together would not help to strengthen their relationship one bit, in his opinion.
    “Anybody I know?” A groggy, sweet voice slid its way into his musings. He heard rustling before a head peeked out over the footboard. A large curl of hair bounced before Hope’s nose and she blew it away. Jesus, but she looked adorable, all tussled and loved up.
    “Hey, you should still be sleeping, my little vixen.” He crawled to the edge of the bed on his knees to kiss her. “My photographer. We have a shoot today at three that I completely forgot about with all the Brittany crap that’s happened recently. We’ve got two options. One, you can stay here, alone, until I’m through. Or two, you can come with me. Neither makes me happy, to be honest.”
    “You don’t want me to be alone here. Do you?” He shook his head. “All right, so what’s wrong with going to your shoot?”
    “Well, it’s like this. We’ll be starting off fully clothed for historical shots, but we’ll be changing and doing erotica shots as well.”
    “You think I’ll cramp your style, your mojo?” She laughed and mussed his hair. He grabbed her hand and kissed the palm.
    “No, no. I just think it might be uncomfortable for you seeing me getting into it with another woman.”
    “Oh, uh huh. You’re forgetting something. I’m in the same business as you, sweetie. Get as hot and bothered as you can for the camera, baby. I’ll be there, good and ready for real when you’re done.”
    He shook his head. “We’ve only been together a couple of days, Hope. I’m not gonna lie. I’m nervous.”
    “What are you nervous about? That watching you get it on with another woman while the camera is clicking will send me into a jealous rage? Honey, I leave that to the likes of Brittany. Rest assured you can give me a hell of a lot more credit than that.”
    “I don’t mean to slight you. My track record makes me gun shy. That’s all. I don’t want to mess up this thing we’ve got going here. I care about you way too much.”
    “I understand, I do. But I’m a big girl and work with the pictures you take every day. I’m immune to it all, I tell ya. I’ve been to photo shoots before like this. Even when it’s live and right in front of me, all I see and think about are the technical aspects. Besides, you don’t want me alone here, and I’ll go nuts. I’ve already sent out all the emails I can to drum up business, so I’ve nothing to do but wait. Please? Let me come with you.” She flashed him a sleepy, seductive look and sucked on one of her fingers like a lollipop. “I promise you treats later.”
    Jamie took that as an open invitation, and leaping up suddenly, he pounced on her only to begin nibbling on the rest of her fingers. Her voice tinkled with