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look impossibly long for such a tiny girl. He wanted her legs in those
boots wrapped around his waist as he slammed his hard cock into her
cunt, making her cry out his name and beg for more of him. The effort
required to keep himself in check and not stride across the room,
throw her over his shoulder, and carry her up the stairs to her room to
fuck her brains out was making him sweat.
The photographer poked his head through the sliding door
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between the inside and outside flurries of activity and shouted to
Tessa that set one was ready for her. Gavan watched Tessa, who
hadn’t noticed him sitting across the room, give the photographer a
nod, and one of the women who had been upstairs with her said
something that compelled Tessa to unfasten the button-down shirt.
When the woman next to her pulled it from her arms, Gavan nearly
passed out.
She stood in a crimson velvet bustier with matching bottoms that
were cut high up on her hips. The tight garment cinched her waist
until it appeared to be so small that he believed he would be able to
put a hand on each side and have his fingertips and thumbs overlap at
her belly and her back. Her full, creamy breasts were pushed up so
they looked like they might spill over the top if she took a deep
breath. Gavan had to concentrate to keep from inadvertently stroking
himself in the room full of people. Someone approaching her from
behind called her name, and she turned to look for them and he saw
that what he thought were panties was actually a thong. Her sweet,
tight little ass was naked save the small slice of fabric that dove into
her crack and emerged at the top to form a very small upside-down
triangle of fabric. His mouth watered. All he could think about was
dropping to his knees behind her to lick her whole ass before tonguing
her little pink, puckered hole. He closed his eyes in an attempt to
compose himself.
He looked again and a woman was placing a long, black velvet
cape on Tessa’s shoulders, fastening it at her elegant throat with a
large emerald brooch. As the woman worked on the cape Tessa slid
on a pair of red satin gloves that reached well above her elbows. Once
the cape was fastened and the gloves were in place, the three women
who had been standing next to her through all of this stood back and
looked at her proudly. At the same time, Henri arrived back at the
door, appraised Tessa, and shouted, “Perfect, exactly what I wanted!
Now get your ass out to set one, sugar lips!”
Tessa’s Highlander
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Before walking out to the first set, Tessa scanned the room and
found him. Gavan sat on the hearth of the fireplace, watching with an
expression of rapt attention on his handsome face. She couldn’t guess
how long he’d been sitting there or what he was thinking about the
whole production. She smiled at him nervously, not feeling
particularly comfortable with the whole High Priestess thing. He
didn’t smile back, but stood and crossed the room, his hot amber gaze
riveted to her, paying no mind to any of the people who crisscrossed
in front of him. She was unable to breathe. He stepped directly in
front of her, took her face in his hands, and pressed his mouth to hers
roughly. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and he fucked her
with it. It was a kiss full of passion, possessiveness, and pure male
domination. Her legs trembled and juices flowed from her cunt into
the string that the costume designer had referred to as panties. His
assault continued until she was nearly in flames before he pulled his
mouth from hers abruptly, his breathing jagged.
Pressing his forehead to hers, he looked into her eyes and through
gritted teeth in a voice so low that only she could hear he said, “Mine,
Tessa, all mine. Nobody else kin have you. You belong tae me now.”
His hands on the sides of her head loosened and his thumbs tenderly
stroked her cheeks before he turned and stalked away from her.
Tessa was frozen in place, her mouth agape, chest heaving.
Jackie, who had done her makeup for the shoot, said, “Great, now
I have to fix your makeup.”
Without missing a beat, Stacey, her hairstylist said, “Yeah, but
girl, was that so worth it. Did you see that? I swear, I felt that kiss
from over here.”
A smile danced across Tessa’s tingling lips.
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Chapter Nine
Overhearing a conversation while the first set photos were being [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]