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returning to her job of dousing Delilah, who wears only a black thong.
    “Well,” Adam throws me a smirk and stretches his arms. “Ready when you are.”
    I sneer. “Of course you’d give me the naked giant to cover.” Naked giant with nice assets. But I’m not about to comment on them and make his ego even bigger. “Whatever,” I mutter. Rubbing chocolate on a hot, naked boy isn’t the weirdest thing that I’ve ever done. I walk toward Adam and pop open the lid to the bottle. “Hershey’s… classy.”
    I shake the bottle at is torso. When chocolate spurts out onto his skin, he groans.
    I snort. “Give me a break.”
    “What?” Adam says. “You don’t find giving me a chocolate bath erotic?”
    “I find it cheesy as hell. Don’t step off the plastic. Chocolate syrup is a bitch to get out of the carpet.”
    “You’d know?” He asks wickedly.
    “Yeah. You—and Delilah—aren’t the only ones in this room who’ve been covered in dessert.”
    “But you haven’t been covered in dessert with me .”
    “Oh, God .” I step back, pointing to Delilah. “Do you not see the hot piece of ass that you’re going to be shooting with for the next hour?”
    “Why thank you,” Delilah sings. Delicately, she climbs onto the bed. I notice now that it’s covered in the ivory vinyl comforter and pillows. It sounds tacky, but it actually looks like an expensive down bed set. And yet it can be sprayed off with a hose if needed.
    “But having just Delilah isn’t as good as having both of you,” Adam says.
    “Sounds like someone has a crush.” Delilah kneels on the bed and fluffs her hair, completely free of shame as chocolate slowly trickles over her breasts. I mean, when it was just us girls during shoots, so much exposure wouldn’t make me blink twice. But the thought of being naked in front of someone like Adam, who devours me with his eyes while I’m clothed, kind of weirds me out.
    I can’t let it. Just because a guy’s involved in a shoot doesn’t mean that I don’t have the upper hand. I can’t be afraid of something new—of the unpredictable.
    I put a little swagger in my step as I walk toward him, squirting chocolate syrup on my hand. “So you’re one of those guys who thinks he’s so hot, he can just have it all.” I press my hand against his chest, smearing chocolate all over his pecks. Keeping my eyes locked on his, I trail my fingers down the muscles in his abs. “It must be shocking for a girl like me to be apathetic to the thought of licking chocolate syrup off of you.”
    I trace his hipbone. His eyes roll back and he squeezes them shut. I glance down to find him hard as a rock, his dick less than an inch away from my abdomen.
    Good to know that I can actually turn a guy on in person. A little affirmation here and there can’t hurt a girl.
    “Quite flirting with the model, Rylan , and hurry up,” Britain drawls.
    I quickly smear the rest of the chocolate over Adam’s torso and back as he douses his legs in chocolate, and then he climbs onto the bed with Delilah.
    “What are they going to do now?” I mutter to Britain.
    “Lick it off each other—what do you think?” she responds with indifference as she readies her camera.
    I think it’s a bit corny, but I don’t say anything. Instead, I sit in the corner of the room and wait for Britain to get the lighting around the white-washed room just right.
    “I’m going to try this shoot with a bunch of different aperture settings, so we might be here for a bit. You two okay with that?”
    Delilah bites back her grin as Adam pulls her toward him. Instantly, I am no longer the focus, and Delilah is the new lust-object. God, men are so predictable.
    “Absolutely,” Adam says.
    Britain instruct a whole lot like she usually does with the solo shoots. I guess the pheromones are doing a well-enough job. Adam forcefully pushes Delilah back onto the bed, dips his head, and licks up the middle of her chest, right between her