He grasped my hips yet again and slammed into me, his skin slapping against mine, and I cried out loudly. Each of his movements now was fast, hard, and relentless. The end goal—pleasure—was all that mattered at this moment.And in a swirling cloud of pressure and helplessness and heat, it consumed me. Body and soul, I gave myself over to the intense high rushing through my veins and caused me to tremble.When it subsided and I could think clearly again, I felt Ivan’s forehead against my lower back. He reached between us and undid the scarf around my wrists. My arms fell limply to my sides, and I crawled them up the bed and under my head. My breathing was heavy and his was the same.We’re both totally spent, so we lied here, he still buried inside me, and catched our breath.After a few minutes, he sat up and pulled out of me. “The bathroom is next door if you want to use it.”I nodded my head and pushed myself up

“You winced.” Gold star for stating the obvious, Brenda.“I’m still adjusting to Aaron’s…ease of spending,” she said uncertainly.“We don’t have to get this dress.” I grabbed the price tag. Two thousand dollars? Holy shit! “Okay, we definitely don’t have to get this dress.”“No, we do.” She sighed. “Aside from the fact this dress is fucking perfect for you, I was given a preapproved list of wedding boutiques.” She pursed her lips.A bubble of laughter bursted from me. “Are you kidding me?”“I wish. He gave me six stores to find you a bridesmaid dress. I added the other four. He said, and I quote, ’Baby, I don’t give a shit how much you spend on a fucking bridesmaid dress. What matters to me is that you have the wedding you’ve always dreamed of—regardless of the cost. So go to these stores and shop up a sto

My phone rang, breaking through the silence. I grabbed it and held my breath when my agent’s name flashed on the screen.“Modester,” I answer.“Brenda! Fantastic news. Balfour are interested in you coming in for a test shoot. Are you free Thursday?”“What time?”“Between twelve and three.”I ran through my shifts in my head. “Yes, at twelve. I’m supposed to work at one, but Donny won’t mind.” As long as I wore an extra-tight, extra-low-cut shirt that day.“Fabulous. I’ll call them back to confirm. Also, you should know they’re testing twenty girls.”“Ouch.”“That was my first thought—but I have confidence in you, Brenda. And I have a question.”“Hmm?”“Were you comfortable shooting with Ivan?”Oh, I was comfortable all right. “Yep.”&l

“He’s Mr. Tall, Dark, Handsome, and Oh So British!” he all but squealed.Thank you, Shaw, you rat bastard.“Nice to see you, Shaw. We’ll catch up soon. Goodbye!” I pushed my apartment door open and walked in.Ivan was laughing behind me, and as much as I was annoyed at Shaw for blurting that out, I was thankful that he cut through the tension.“Mr. Tall, Dark, Handsome, and Oh So British, huh?”I clapped my hands to my flaming cheeks. “I didn’t know your name. I had to call you something when I explained to my other best friend how you stole my orgasm and that pretty much summed it up.”“I stole your orgasm?”“Eh. You gave it back, so who cares?”“Want another?” He kissed the back of my neck.I turned to face him and gripped the collar of his shirt. “I’m not going to argue if you insist.”“

They ignored me, so I whistled. They stopped and looked at me like did a few other people.“If you’re gonna do that, take it outside!” I yelled over the music, pointing to the door.They seemed to consider it for a moment before shrugging it off and walking in opposite directions. I poured a round of tequila shots, completed with lime and salt, and finally had five seconds to breathe.A pee would be great though.“It’s mental in here.”I turned in the direction of Ivan’s voice and smiled. “I have to stay on for two hours. I’m sorry.”“No worries. Want me to go or wait here?”“You can go if you want. It’s kind of crazy in here.”“I’ll wait.” He winked.I was being yelled at for another beer, so I held a finger up. “I’ll get you a drink as soon as I have a second. I promise.” I ran to the middle of