own little erotic world, and Jesus Christ , if Kendall didn’t end this session very soon, she was going to capture Nicole’s orgasm on film for prosperity.
“Great job, you two,” Kendall finally said, her voice huskier than Jase had ever heard it before—as if this session had quite possibly turned her on, as well. “I got some amazing shots that the author is going to love, so I think we’re finished.”
Thank fucking God . Jase couldn’t scramble off of Nicole quickly enough, though it did take the other woman a few extra moments to realize that the photo session was over. The haze in her eyes gradually cleared, leaving behind a look of disappointment as she frowned at him. He’d never left a woman unsatisfied before—another first—but he just wasn’t interested in Nicole, despite her attempts to entice him.
Kendall, on the other hand, wouldn’t even look his way as she fiddled with the settings on her camera, but there was no mistaking the warm flush on her face or the tight nipples pressing against the silky tank top she was wearing.
“Go ahead and get dressed, and I’ll meet you two out front,” Kendall said, then quickly disappeared from the bedroom area, leaving Jase alone to deal with Nicole.
He grabbed his jeans and quickly put them on as Nicole slid off the bed. She gave him a sultry smile and skimmed her index finger down his chest, along the groove bisecting his abs, and tucked it into the waistband of his pants.
“Such a shame to let all that foreplay go to waste,” she said, stepping closer so her breasts deliberately brushed against his bare chest. “My place isn’t far from here if you’re interested in finishing what we started.”
He took a step back, dislodging her hand from the fly of his jeans, and summoned a regretful look. Nicole was a nice girl, but if he was going to spend the evening with anyone, he wanted it to be with the stubborn, headstrong woman in the other room.
Yeah, good luck with that , his mind taunted, considering she’d already turned him down the four other times he’d asked her out on a date.
“I’m really sorry, but I already have other plans,” he lied, trying to let her down easy. Even if he didn’t get what he wanted from Kendall, hooking up with Nicole held no appeal to him.
Nicole’s lip plumped out in a pout. “Too bad,” she said with a sigh, then turned and headed to the dressing area to put her clothes on.
Jase didn’t miss the extra sway in her hips or the way she glanced over her shoulder with an it’s your loss kind of look. He was certain any other guy would be chasing right after her, but over the past year or so, he’d grown more discriminating when it came to women.
After eight years in the Air Force, and a string of flighty one-night stands because anything more didn’t mesh with his on-the-go lifestyle, he now wanted something more than just easy, casual sex. He wanted a mature woman he could actually have an intelligent conversation with. Someone confident and settled, in her life and career. And one who was experienced enough sexually to not only accept his preference for control in the bedroom but enjoy it as well. For him, that type of elevated sexual play took trust, along with an explicit intimacy that didn’t exist in the quick, scratch-my-itch kind of sex that Nicole was offering.
He put his T-shirt back on, along with his socks and shoes. Finished dressing, he strolled out to the front area of the studio, where Kendall was standing at a counter downloading the photos she’d just taken onto her laptop. He’d met her about a month ago at a wedding reception where he’d been working security. He’d taken one look at her in the sexy black gown she’d been wearing, and for him it had been I want you at first sight. For her, it had been I want you as a cover model at first sight.
Yeah, their personal agendas had conflicted slightly, and since she’d flat-out turned him down for a date, his only option to