The photographer was bent over his camera. “Try to imagine that I’m the chick you need to fuck. Not want, but need. This chick is the one that got away. You burn for her. You long for her. And when you see her, all you want to do is grab her and have your dirty way with her.” Max stared at me. I stared back. “Be sexy for her, Max,” the photographer was taking photo after photo. “Tell her how you feel about her with your eyes. Try to let her know how much you want her.” Max’s eyes never left me. I struggled to breathe. I could feel my body respond to his smoldering gaze. I was on the receiving
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