There were a couple of beats of silence. It seemed as if she was waiting on me to change my mind. When I didn’t, she said, “Actually, I almost forgot to tell you.” She bit her lip as if she was nervous to say anything.
I looked at her questioningly. “What?”
“The director said my jewelry wasn’t quite right for the commercial we’re shooting now.”
“Doesn’t the wardrobe department handle that sort of thing?”
“Not always,” she said. “I really need to have some better pieces before the shoot tomorrow.”
“Do you not have something you could bring from home?” I knew Madison’s parents had gone bankrupt and left town, but surely she still had some of her own personal jewelry. She’d been working as a model for years.
“You don’t want to buy me any, is that it?”
I frowned. How had this turned into me personally buying her jewelry? “Is that what you need? For me to buy it for you?” Maybe that was one of the ‘miscellaneous expenses’ the director had warned me to prepare for.
She nodded.
I reached in my wallet and pulled out a black AmEx to hand to her. “This is one of my corporate cards. Just keep it until we’re done with the campaign. If you need jewelry and other things for the shoots… just use this. Remind the director I’ll need an itemized receipt of what they needed you to get when the campaign is over.”
She took it and gave me a quick kiss before getting out of the car. “Thanks,” she said happily, tucking her clutch under her arm and walking off.
God. I could watch her all day. She really was a work of art.
CHAPTER SIX
Thatcher
I woke up moaning in ecstasy. Carrie’s lips were wrapped around my cock, and she was taking me deep in her throat. “Fuck,” I gasped out. I was almost painfully hard.
She stared at me with her pretty brown eyes, and I saw the lust there. It made me even harder, and she hummed in pleasure as I stretched her mouth even more. She suckled and worked me just how she knew I liked it, and I could feel myself already getting ready to blow.
She popped off. “Not yet, baby,” she said, sitting up on her knees. She was naked and my eyes raked over her large, plump tits and tiny waist. I closed my eyes for one second, picturing her firm, plump ass as I took her from behind.
“Don’t stop,” I begged, still in a state between waking up and thinking I was dreaming.
She gave me a seductive smirk and bent down to start licking, kissing, and sucking the crown while I gripped the sheets and tried to stay in control of myself.
“How do you want me?”
I could barely think, much less talk. “Finish here, then I’ll fuck you hard after.”
“Mmm, that sounds so good,” she said while she jacked me with her hand. I was gasping with need.
“Please, Carrie.” I was desperate.
“Where’s the man who tells me what to do? You know, the one with the dirty mouth,” she said, cocking her eyebrow as she licked me from root to tip.
“Jesus.” I ran a hand through my hair, waking up fully. “Get my dick back in your mouth,” I demanded, my voice raspy with sleep and need.
She grinned and settled in to finish me, watching me the whole time. I couldn’t look away as she sucked me hard, making me yell out. I couldn’t take it anymore. I put my hands in her hair and took over.
She gagged and moaned in pleasure as I bumped the back of her throat. I moved her up and down my length faster, and she put up no resistance. She never did. She loved it when I was in control. And I loved it, too.
“Take all of me,” I grunted as I worked her furiously. She sucked harder and wrapped her hand around the base of my cock, squeezing. The combination of everything was too much. My eyes rolled back, and I yelled, “Yes, that’s fucking it! I’m going to come, baby.”
I groaned loudly as I emptied my load in her hot, wet mouth. It felt like heaven. “Jesus, Carrie,” I gasped as I pulled back when I was finished. I watched her swallow everything I gave her. I rubbed my thumb along her jaw, watching her.
“You’re so goddamn beautiful.”
