see it at night,
Alexandra.” And as he said that, he gave her arm a little squeeze. Alex bit her
lip hoping that Jesús somehow had missed that little exchange. And damn her if
she wasn’t feeling her body respond to that squeeze. She swallowed and reminded
herself, cocky macho actor . She almost nodded but realized she was
talking to herself, which made her chuckle. Of course, Marco thought she was
chuckling at his suggestion, “I wasn’t joking, Alexandra.” His tone suddenly
stern.
“Oh, I wasn’t laughing at you! I was
laughing at myself. Honest!”
“ Bueno .” Was all he said. Alex was
starting to think that the fun, easy going actor she had met the other day was
either a lot more arrogant or a lot more complicated than she first thought.
She was looking forward to reading the article when it came out to see if there
was more to him than just a pretty face and washboard abs.
They walked through the living room with its
overstuffed sofas and chairs up to the next floor where the kitchen, dining
room and guest bedrooms were, then finally up to the top floor which was one
big massive master bedroom with a giant master bath. The layout was such that
even in the bathtub, one could see the amazing view. It was amplified by the
fact that the walls surrounding the tub were all mirrors, reflecting the city
outside.
“Do you own a tux, Marco?” Alex asked as
they were looking at the bathroom. It was really just the two of them in the
bathroom, the dogs were in bedroom and Jesús and Luis were standing in the
bedroom doorway. Marco furrowed his brow, thought for a second and then nodded,
“ Sí, porque ?”
“I’d like to end here, in the tub with you
in a tux, the city at sunset in the reflection.” Alex said as she looked
around, looking for just the right angle.
A mischievous smile crept onto his lips as he
leaned in so that Jesús and Luis wouldn’t hear him say, “I’d like to end here,
in the tub with you too. But definitely, not in a tux.” With all the mirrors
Alex could see just how bright red she turned. And that wasn’t the worst of it.
She could see her nipples harden through her white ribbed tank top. So too did
Marco as he looked down with appreciation and then back up to her and asked, “ Bueno ,
so we know where we’re going to finish. Where, Corazon , are we going to
begin?”
CHAPTER 4
As it turned out, they started at the bottom and
moved up as the day progressed. And Alex was not going to let Marco get the
best of her. Number one, it was unprofessional. Number two, this was just part
one of the shoot. And Number three, she didn’t want to dignify his sense of
machismo and arrogance that women were there to be seduced by him. She was
there in a professional capacity and his good looks and charm weren’t going to
work on her. Now, if she could just tell her body to stop responding, that
would help.
The first setup was in the pool with Marco leaning
back against the wall, his arms up on the top concrete so that you could see
him to just below his nipples, the rest of his body was submerged. Alex lay
down on her stomach on the opposite side of the pool so that the shot was at
eye level. He definitely knew how to work the camera. His looks ran the gamut from
smoldering to head back and laughing. The last shot she asked, “Hey Marco, do
you by any chance have any rubber duckies?” It turned out he did, so the last
shot in the pool was Marco leaning back looking serious as a trail of three
yellow rubber duckies floated by in front of him. It was sexy and playful all
at the same time.
Alex asked him to get out of the pool as she
snapped candid shots of him lifting himself, his shorts sticking to his ass,
him turning around winking at her and then a shot of him sticking his tongue
out at her as she clicked away, then finally, he put his hands on the waistband
of his shorts like he was going to pull them down. He slowly started inching
them down so that Alex could see just