Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 61657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61657 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 308(@200wpm)___ 247(@250wpm)___ 206(@300wpm)
Scotty came up to me and spread out the folds of the dress so that the slit all the way up to my mid thigh was more pronounced. I had to admit that the dress with its high slit and generous neckline showcasing my bust made me feel sexy. Cool and sexy. You’re cool and sexy, I said to myself over and over.
With another deep breath, I turned around to look at Theo’s painting. Looking at the lines of code mixed with the bright splotches of colors helped me focus. This was something I could do, especially with the CEO’s help. I thought about how just that morning he’d had sex with me right on his desk, my panties moistening from the memory.
Cool and sexy. Cool and sexy. You’re a badass, I chanted in my head.
When I turned back to Scotty, my thoughts were filled with the CEO and the memory of how he’d owned my body. Sensing the change, the camera began to click nonstop.
“That’s it, Mia! I love it!” Scotty purred. “That’s it, that’s it!”
I put my hand on my hip and threw my head back like a sassy vixen. And lo and behold, the CEO actually appeared. It wasn’t just a dream anymore, the man of my fantasies had materialized to watch my photo shoot.
Or to stare unabashedly at my form was more like it. Theo’s blue eyes were fixed on every inch of skin, taking in the high slit, the heaving bosom, and my legs made to look a mile-long in black stilettos.
“Fuck, baby girl,” came his low voice. “Shit, you’re beautiful.”
I blushed hotter in answer, leaning back on the canvas to look right at my lover. His eyes were on fire with desire that only made me trace my finger down my cleavage, tantalizing and coy.
Scotty clicked away, “You’re doing awesome, Mia. This is incredible heat. Keep going, keep going.”
And I giggled a little then because I wasn’t the only one turned on. I could see Theo’s dick growing in his pants, a hard bulge making itself known. It made me want to put on a real show for him, none of this camera stuff.
But right now, we had roles to play. So flinging my hands up over my head, I rested my head on the canvas and bit my lip, making them look glossy and bee-stung. Scotty cooed as the camera clicked, “Amazing!”
Theo’s eyes devoured every inch of my skin, the heat radiating between us in waves.
But it seems that we were done because suddenly, Scotty stood, gazing down at the viewfinder on his camera.
“That was it,” he prattled happily. “That was the shot. You’ve got to see this.”
Slowly, I brought my arms down, still stunned as Scotty strode over, showing me our joint work. I gasped because the woman in the image wasn’t me. Instead, there was a curvy brunette dressed in a ball gown who was incredibly sassy, sexy, with a coy come-hither curve to her lips as she beckoned to her lover.
Holy cow. Was that the new Mia? Was that what Theo brought out from inside? The alpha growled, never taking those blue eyes from my form.
But we were in front of other people and Gina gave me a wink. “I knew you were going to be a natural, hon. I can sense it from miles away.”
Scotty nodded. “Mr. White, we’re all done here, unless you had anything else? Your new employee is stunning and absolutely perfect as the Mark Janow girl.”
Theo grinned then, wolfish and masculine.
“Great, I’ve got to steal her from you anyways. Mia and I have some software to discuss ASAP.”
Scotty nodded genially. “Sure, I already got my shot. We’ll be out of Picto-Town in twenty minutes, no problem.”
I turned to Tania, face flushed. Theo always did this to me, making me feel wanted with a hint of naughty.
“Oh wait, I need to give you this dress and shoes back.”
The wardrobe lady laughed. “Toots, they’re all yours, and the rest of the clothes back in that room, too.”
My mouth dropped. There had been racks and racks of designer clothes in the small space, glittery, spangly, and probably worth an entire year’s salary. I couldn’t afford that.
“There’s been a mistake,” I said. “I can’t afford that, I’m so sorry.”
Tania and Gina looked at each other before laughing merrily.
“No sweetheart, what we mean is that Pictogram purchased them for you for your use. It’s this man right here,” she said, nodding towards Theo. “Thank him.”
And I blushed even more then, turning shy eyes to Mr. White. Because was it true? Had be bought me all those designer clothes without a second thought? Had Theo really done that for me?
Those blue eyes gleamed, confirming the purchase.
“You’re welcome, sweetheart,” he growled. “You look gorgeous in jeans and t-shirts, but every lady needs some variety in her wardrobe, wouldn’t you say? Especially since you belong here now.”