Chapter 3

GAGE

I’m so fucked. 

Beyond fucked. 

Aubrey Campbell is even more perfect than I remember. When I saw her curled up on the couch last night she looked so small and innocent. Her pink pouty lips were slightly parted as if she had just been kissed. Her thick, dark hair was fanned over the cushion and I couldn’t stop myself from picturing it spread out on my pillow as I sank my dick deep into her sweet body.

I should’ve left her alone. I should’ve stood outside the door and guarded like I would with any other client. I should have, but I didn’t. Instead, I carried the sleeping beauty to her bed. She was so exhausted she didn’t stir as I removed her shoes and pants. 

I didn’t even question the ethical ramifications of stripping her of her pants because my only thought was of her comfort. And if I stared a little too long at her pale pink panties wondering if her pussy was bare or not, I claim temporary insanity.

My cock twitches behind my zipper at the memory and I have to force myself to focus back on the room around me. As soon as we got on set, Aubrey was shuttled off to her dressing room. The room is small with only a rack of clothes and a single chair in front of the vanity where her stylist is busy applying fresh makeup to her face. Her hair is in rollers and even though she should look silly, she looks beautiful.

“Your stepmother is a real bitch,” Ted complains.

After overhearing the last conversation, I don’t disagree. Aubrey shrugs her delicate shoulders, not saying anything.

“If those bastards didn’t work you like a slave, you wouldn’t look so haggard.” Aubrey winces at that dig and I clench my fists to keep from doing something stupid, like breaking Ted’s jaw. “Aw, dollface, you know I didn’t mean it like that. I’m just saying that they are running you ragged. You need a vacation.”

“I know.” Aubrey’s normally brilliant smile is subdued and almost sad.

A portly woman bustles into the room without knocking and I growl at the interruption. Ignoring me, she announces the photographer is ready. Ted quickly pulls out the curlers and Aubrey’s dark hair falls around her shoulders in big curls. 

She stands and drops her robe and I nearly swallow my tongue at the sight of her in nothing but a lacy bra and panties. When she reaches behind her to unclasp the bra, my sanity snaps.

“Everyone out!”

Just as the bra falls from her fingertips, Aubrey jumps and turns to face me. I groan as the rounded globes of her breasts are revealed. They are a perfect handful, tipped with pink nipples that are tight from the heavily air-conditioned room.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I practically bellow.

She blinks up at me in shock as Ted and the woman rush from the room. I slam the door behind them and lock it.

“Changing?” It’s a question, not a statement.

“Not in front of those assholes.”

A look of confusion settles on her face. “It was just Ted and the lady from wardrobe.”

She says it like it’s not a big deal that she was about to strip herself bare in front of another man. Another man?

Fuck. 

I shouldn’t be thinking that way. Aubrey is not mine. 

She can’t be mine. 

She’s too young. 

Too perfect. 

Too fucking innocent for a man like me.

“You shouldn’t be stripping in front of other men,” I say before I can stop myself. Her lips form a little ‘O’ of shock. I could kick my own ass for saying anything.

“Ted has been with me for years. He’s very professional.”

A haze of red falls over my vision and it takes every ounce of my self-control not to put her over my knee and spank her for so casually showing her body off. It’s ridiculous. I know she’s been photographed topless with just her hair artfully covering her breasts in the past; I’ve got the image saved to my phone along with dozens of others. 

Hoarding pictures of Aubrey Campbell is my dirty little secret. From the moment I first saw her, I wanted to claim her. Make her mine. Knowing she’s been practically naked in front of others is a totally different thing to actually seeing her bare herself. The possessive beast inside me won’t allow it.

“No more. From now on no one sees your pretty little tits and juicy ass.”

“Wha—I don’t…”

I close the distance between us, causing her to look up so she can meet my eyes. “No one sees what’s mine.”

“Y-yours?”

“Mine.”