Behind the Mask: A Rockstar Romance(29)

We all take our places.

“Star, I need you to open your jacket, honey.”

My mouth goes dry. I pull the zip down, exposing skin. I try not to move too much so I don’t accidentally expose my breasts.

“Right, put your right arm around Nate’s neck, your hand holding the back of his head. Press your body close to his, you both looking at me in a sultry look. Tegan, place your right hand on your hip, your whole body facing the camera. Give a serious, don’t care look.”

I know she will have no problem with doing that.

“Sam and Troy, I want your hands to go to the buttons of your jeans, looking like you’ve just undone them. You both face the camera also.”

We do what she says.

I press my body to Nate’s, his skin pressed against mine. I hold the back of his head. I swear I feel Nate’s body tense up.

Why does this feel so good?

I know I shouldn’t get this kind of feeling, but my body is a little turned on being this close to him. I can feel my erect nipples against the cool leather jacket. I look up at Nate and he looks down at me.

“Nate, Star, keep that look,” the photographer shouts and soon I hear a few clicks and flashes. Nate’s eyes stay on mine. “Nate, pull her closer into you. Star, look at the ground. Nate, you keep watching her.”

My body shivers when I feel his hand wrap around my waist, causing the jacket to open a little more, exposing more of my breast, but I’m still pressed against him, so no one can see.

He pulls me in closer, his fingers digging into me.

“Right, Nate, stand behind Star. Star, gently place both arms behind his neck but try not to expose yourself.” She laughs. I raise my arms slowly. “Nate, place your hands on her hips and look toward her face and, Star, look up at him as if you want to kiss him.”

Now that I can do.

More photos get taken. Each one she makes Nate and me get closer, touching each other in some way. I am sure my body is vibrating. This feels like one massive foreplay and unfortunately, I won’t be getting any sort of climax at the end.

“I want all the guys around Star. Tegan, can you stand to the side, sweets?”

Tegan huffs but does what she’s told.

“Star, I want you facing the camera, holding your jacket like you’re ready to open it fully. Nate, stand to her left looking down at her. Sam, stand on her other side doing the same. Troy, kneel down and look up at her like she’s the world.”

We all take our places and more flashes go off.

“I am an artist,” the photograph says, praising herself. “I want one of the girls.”

I watch Nate walk away from me and I miss his heat already.

“I want your bodies facing one another, but your faces looking at the camera.”

Tegan steps up and we pose.

“Great, now I want you both to be back to back, looking at the camera.”

After ten minutes of doing different positions, I am sure we are finished, but she calls me and Nate back.

“I’ve just been on the phone to Jeffery and he wants a couple of just you two.”

Nate rubs the back of his neck.

“Fine,” he says and we take our spots.

“Can you both do some couple like poses? Pretend you want to rip each other’s clothes off. The need to touch one another.”

Nate pulls me into him, lifting my leg so it wraps around his waist, and I feel his erection press against my core. I gasp out in surprise.

“Yes, keep doing that. That’s hot.”

Breathe.

Just breathe. I chant.

Next Nate fists my hair, pulling my head back as his lips go to my neck. Goosebumps rise all over my body. I smile devilishly as I press my front to his, sliding my jacket off my arms slowly, it falling down to my wrists so now my breasts are fully pressed against his chest. My hands are pressed against his jeans buttons, pulling him closer to me.

“And perfect. If you ever want to model, Star, give me a call.” She winks at me, walking away.

I quickly place the jacket back on, zipping it up, stepping back. Nate is looking at me with dark eyes. I see his chest rising and falling quickly.

I look at the time on the wall and am surprised we have been doing this for almost two hours. It felt like only ten minutes.

If I could do that all over again.

I would.

It is probably the only time I will have his naked skin against mine. I head back to the room where my clothes are, ready to get changed. I’m putting my top on when Naomi comes in screaming.

“Fuck me, girl, that was so fucking hot. Nate was looking at you like he could eat you alive. I can’t wait to see these pictures out there in the real world.” She jumps up and down, causing me to laugh.

“Glad you’re excited.”

She plops down on a chair as I continue to get ready.

“I bet you loved every single second of that. His perfect smooth skin against yours. I bet your nipples are screaming out at him.”

“I am sure you should have been born a guy.” I take a seat as I put on my shoes.

“Maybe I should have, but I would have been gay as I love cock too much.”

I chuckle. Once ready I stay seated, feeling a little drained. Pretending to be someone else is tiring. I step out of the room and I see the girl who gave me the clothes smiling up seductively at a dressed Nate.