[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

Now, they had the entire building to themselves just
himself with Natasha Lindsey, the most beautiful woman to
ever walk into his life. Tonight would make or break things
between them but Liam St. Patrick had one consolation in
all the years he d known the man, his father had never been
wrong.
* * * *
76
Desire 3: Desire in Flames & Desire in Green
Back in the present, Liam hid in the shadows watching as
Natasha walked across the room to where he would shoot her.
Warning her about the wires on the floor, he saw her carefully
step across them, his cock hard at the sight of her beautiful legs
in stiletto heels. Patience&
Giving her several directions, he liked that she didn t
need to be told more than once how to pose or move. His fa-
ther had definitely chosen the right atmosphere for their even-
ing encounter. Liam had her sit in a high-back chair before tak-
ing the first set of shots then had her slouch down a little. By
the end of the set, she d given him Marilyn Monroe and asked
about his wish for the skirt of the extremely short dress she
wore.
In several of the more erotic shots, she d pulled the skirt
over her hips a little to expose her beautiful ass, one he wanted
to sink himself into. Facing the camera, he d gotten a terrific
view of her cleavage, her gorgeous tits almost tumbling out of
the dress. Finding out the woman he loved had so many facets
to her personality intensified his desire for her. His cock
swelled more, fighting the confines of his jeans and again he
told himself to be patient. The evening young, hopefully they
had a long way to go. Thank God for digital cameras and re-
motes&
 I d like you to stand with your foot on the chair and work
it.
Moments later, he gasped as she did what he wanted then
leaned back her spine beautifully arched as her breasts
created gorgeous mountains to a magnificent line. Patience, my
ass&
77
Desire 3: Desire in Flames & Desire in Green
Taking a deep breath one of many he d taken over the
course of an hour he instructed her to do as she wanted.
 I don t care what you do. Have fun and run with it. If you
decide Playboy, it s fine.
This is where he d find out exactly what made up Natasha
Lindsey. Would she be prim and proper or would the erotic
fantasy he d been holding back from come out and surprise
them both? He had to wait and see though he didn t know how
long he could honestly be patient and wait.
 May I ask a question?
 Sure, he said, holding his breath at what could be the
moment of truth.
 Do I know you?
 Yes.
 And if I do this, who will find out later?
 No one, this is between you and me.
 And the photo campaign?
 We ll work around it so you can go to your job with your
dignity intact while only you and I know what you are capable
of. I could never hurt you like that at your office or any-
where else.
 I d hate to have Mister St. Patrick think less of me.
 Which one?
 Both, she answered.  I adore Angus he s an amazing
man and while I m intimidated by Liam, I love working with
him.
 Intimidated how?
 I keep wondering if he ll ask me to do something out of
the realm of the job.
78
Desire 3: Desire in Flames & Desire in Green
 And would you?
 Depends on the timing.
 Pretend I m Liam. I want you to take off your dress and
pose. What will you do?
Slowly, she pulled the zipper of the dress down and se-
ductively began to remove it. Coming from the shadows and
using an autowinder on an older camera, he shot each move-
ment. Without losing order, he switched to a digital and con-
tinued.
 Beautiful, he complimented, Natasha obviously lost in
the moment.  Close your eyes and let yourself go.
Without a word, her lashes dropped, their naturally long
length blanketing her upper cheeks. Still shooting, only this
time using a remote to utilize several different cameras at
once, he went to her and stopped.
 If he asked to touch you, would you let it happen?
 Yes, she answered.
 Tease yourself I want to see sexy and erotic.
Backing out of the way, Liam watched Natasha massage
her breasts, obviously falling under the spell he had months be-
fore. He wanted her, longed to suckle her nipples but he also
had to be sure she wanted the same. Right now, she believed
him to be a photographer trying to get the best from her. If on-
ly she knew& or does she?
Her dress at her waist while she allowed the fur to arouse
her more, Natasha drove him absolutely crazy. Watching her
lose herself in the moment, he stopped shooting.
 Face me, he croaked.
79
Desire 3: Desire in Flames & Desire in Green
Natasha did, letting the dress fall to the floor at her feet.
Holding her breasts, she looked straight at the camera with a
sultry look he had only fantasized about. Several shots later,
Liam let out the breath he d been holding.
 It s you, Liam, isn t it?
Unable to hold back any longer, Liam St. Patrick came
from the shadows to stand in front of her. He moved to reach
out to her but fear held him back.
 Are you angry? he asked, his natural accent finally al-
lowed to come out.
 I didn t know you felt this way.
 I had no clue you d do whatever I asked though I m sorry
about the intimidation. I had to in order to make sure no one
picked up on my feelings though your perfume drives me in-
sane.
She went to pull the dress up, Liam stopping her.
 Don t, you re beautiful, he said.
 But we can t& Your father& 
 & Has wished us well. This set-up came from his mat-
chmaking mind.
 What? she gasped, reaching again for the dress.
 He s seen how I feel about you the man s always read
me like a book. I ve been distracted when I m not near you.
Hell, family dinners have become endurance tests because all I
think about is you.
 But& 
 At one point, I wanted to pull you into a closet, tie you
up and ravish your hot body but I wouldn t do that to you.
I& 
80
Desire 3: Desire in Flames & Desire in Green
Letting the dress drop, she went to him, placed her hands
on his chest and gazed at him. Dreading she might tell him
where to go and what to do when he got there, he stopped [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
  • zanotowane.pl
  • doc.pisz.pl
  • pdf.pisz.pl
  • mons45.htw.pl
  • Wątki
    Powered by wordpress | Theme: simpletex | © (...) lepiej tracić niż nigdy nie spotkać.