Just A Kiss (Part 3), By: Morgan:) [list of e readers txt] 📗

a romantic night in a while. There was always something to get done or we were too tired. I wish it was like when we first met.
He laid me on our bed while he drew the bath. He came out of the bathroom and unbuttoned his shirt. He slowly slid off his tie and shook his hips. He was trying to do a strip tease. I couldn’t help but laugh. He slid off his shirt and swung it over his head. He then slid off his belt and snapped it.
“Oh baby! Take it off!” I laughed. He unbuttoned his pants and slid them onto the ground. He dropped his boxers and threw them at me. He slowly crawled onto the bed until he was over top of me and then kissed me.
“I love you.” He said with his smooth voice.
“I love you too.” I said while breathing onto his lips. He gently unbuttoned my shirt while we kissed. He took it off exposing my pink laced bra. He kissed my chin, to my neck, to my chest, to my stomach, to my belly button. He unbuttoned my pants and slid down the zipper with his mouth. I laughed at him. He kissed back up to my lips. He pulled down my panties and then threw them across the room. He picked me up and carried me to the bathroom. We kissed along the way. I smelled the lavender bubble bath. I smiled at him because he knew it was my favorite. He stepped into the bath one foot at a time. All I could think of is him dropping me or falling.
“James Carter Matthew! if you drop me I swear!” I warned him.
“Relax babe, I’m not going to drop you.” He said and then sat in the bath. The warm water gave me goose bumps. I sat down and leaned against the back. I leaned against his back. The tips of my hair were wet. He took his hands and started at my shoulders. He was the best masseuse I’ve ever had. He rubbed my shoulders and then rubbed my arms. He went down to my sides and then to my thighs.
“You’re getting a little low there.” I reminded him. He kissed the back of my neck. He knew that was my sweet spot. I spun around and wrapped my legs around him. I put my arms around his neck and kissed him so sweetly. I ran my hands down his pecks and onto his arms. I ran them even further passed that. He smiled as I got to his sweet spot. He closed his eyes as I got more througho. We kissed.
After soaking in the bath with him for almost two hours we decided to get out when our hands looked like we were about 200 years old. I grabbed a towel and looked at myself through the steamed up mirror. James made a streak through it with his.
“Tu est la belle.” He smiled. I turned around to him.
“What does that mean?” I asked. I took French in high school but I didn’t keep up with it.
“You are beautiful.” He answered. He kissed my lips. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him. He stumbled to the bed and laid my down. We kissed to the top of the bed. I wrapped my arms around him as he took all control.

We laid under our white sheets after we finished. My hair, still wet, soaked the pillow. He kissed me again.
“Can you promise me something?” I asked him. He nodded. “Can you promise me that you will never leave me?” He sat up.
“Why would you ask me something like that?” He asked. I shrugged my shoulders. “Babe, I love you so much and I would never do anything to hurt you. I couldn’t ever leave you.” I hugged him. Not long after we both fell asleep. When we woke up we got dressed. I put on my sweats and my tank and I threw my hair in a bun. We went down stairs for some coffee. I sat on the island reading the paper. James made coffee. Michelle came down stairs rubbing her eyes. She looked like she got no sleep. Honestly, she looked terrible.
“How’d you sleep?” I asked her.
“No at all.” She said irritated.
“You look terrible.” James laughed. I slapped him in the chest. “Ow.” He said and rubbed the spot.
“Well, its hard to get sleep when a certain couples room is right next to yours. Especially when this certain couple kept making noises that will make me have night mares for weeks! I’m scared for life.” She cried. I was a little embarrassed but I thought it was more funny than anything. She heard me laugh. “Its not funny!” She screamed. I walked around to her and hugged her from behind.
“I’m sorry.” I smiled.
“No, your not.” She argued.
“You’re right.” I laughed.
“Just next time could you warn me?” She asked me. “Or at least get thicker walls because just the bed creaking made my skin crawl.” She shook. James and I both laughed.
“We’ll work on that.” He laughed. Michelle went back up stairs and slammed her door. James walked around the Island and rubbed my back. I closed my eyes and hid my head in my hands.
“Why are you always so tense?” He asked me.
“Stress.” I guessed. He kissed my neck. I smiled.
“Well, I’m going to meet some of the guys at the bar.” He said. He went to walk away but I grabbed his shirt.
“Wait? What? You can’t tease me like that and rub my back and kiss my neck and not give me anymore.” I told him. He laughed. He kissed me.
“A little better.” I smiled. He kissed me again and slid his hand under my shirt. “Better.” I smiled. Michelle came back down stairs.
“Really?” She asked and covered her eyes. I put my shirt back down. He kissed me one last time and then left.
“Bye.” He said and then went out the front door.
“Yuck.” Michelle said and pour herself some coffee.
“You need to loosen up.” I joked.
“Oh, I’m lose. Maybe not a lose as you. But I’m lose.” She bopped her head. It made me laugh.
“So, what’s your plans for today?” I asked her.
“Nothing. Figured I’d just stay in.” She said while taking a sip of her coffee.
“How about a trip to the mall?” I asked her. She nodded her head. We both went to our rooms to get ready. When we were we all go into my car. It didn’t take long to get there.
We took our time while we walked around. I found Holister. I could use a new pair of jeans.
“I’m going into Holister.” I said and then she followed. I looked around and found a pair of regular size 4 Jeans. I loved the ripped look. I picked them and a shirt up and cashed out. Michelle grabbed a sweat shirt and cashed out too. After that we grabbed a smoothie. We walked into Victoria’s Secret. I could use some new things for James and I. As we walked in I found the perfect thing. It it white and black. The bra was white with black lace and it was small... Really small. The bottom was white with black lace and it that was also really small. Then it had lace that went part way around the stomach and white gardner looking things for the legs. It also had a see through white cover. I tried it on and it fit perfectly. I laughed at how perfect. I bought it and Michelle bought some new bra’s. As we were walking out of the store a woman in her late thirties approached us.
“What’s your name?” She asked Michelle.
“Michelle.” She answered a little scared.
“Hello, Michelle. I’m Karen Woods, a model scouter.” She shook Michelle’s hand. “You have the perfect figure for a model.”
“Really?” Michelle asked.
“Yes. Would you consider working for me?” She asked.
“I would have to think about it.” Michelle answered. The woman handed her her card.
“Call me.” She said and then walked away. I looked at her poorly died blonde hair. Her black roots were coming through. Her thin body turned around the corner. Michelle and I exchanged looks.
“What was that?” She asked as I took a sip of my smoothie.
“I have no idea.” I laughed. We looked down at the card. Maybe this wasn’t a scam. Maybe this was real. “Would you want to be a model?”
“Well, no. I mean, yes. I mean, I don’t know.” She stuttered. When we got home we talked a little more about it. We decided to call and check it out and see if she liked it.
“Hello?” We heard a voice say on the other line.
“Hi, is this Karen Woods?” Michelle asked while reading off the card.
“Yes, this is. Who am I speaking with?” She replied.
“Michelle.” She replied.
“Ah, Michelle. So, did you decided to join us in the world of modeling?” She asked right off the back.
“I’ve considered it. I would like to come in and see if I like it.” Michelle said.
“Okay. What about later today?” She asked. It was a little short notice but it was only three o’ clock.
“Sounds good.” Michelle agreed.
“Meet me at 87 Brook Field Drive.” She said and then hung up. Michelle wrote down the address.
“Lets go.” She said. The place was a little out of town. A little more than a half an hour from our house. When we pulled up it looked very professional. It was a big building with people going in and out. We parked then entered the building. We asked the person at the front desk where to go and she told us third floor. When we got out of the elevator we were so surprised. There were people everywhere. There was a set with two blonde girls with nothing but Calvin Cline jeans, modeling with beach balls and let me tell you, the beach balls didn’t cover anything.
“That’s it! Give it to me! You’re hot! You’re sexy! Make me want you!” The photographer shouted as he took pictures.
Karen spotted us from across the room. She walked up to us and hugged us.
“Michelle, darling! So happy you could make it!” She said and kissed her cheek. “What do you think?”
“Intense.” She said and that pretty much explained it all. There was loud music blaring. The models wet hair was blowing from the fan.
“Do you want to try?” She asked Michelle. My eyes widened. I would pull Michelle out of here by her hair before I let her get photographed naked, not even for Calvin Cline. Karen read her expression along with mine. “You can wear more clothing than that.”
“Okay.” Michelle smiled. We both followed Karen to the changing room. Which was just a big room. Girls were walking around in nothing but bikini bottoms. I closed my eyes as they walked passed me.
Karen handed Michelle a red Bikini. Michelle held it up and saw it was her size. She, nor I, asked how Karen knew what her size was. Michelle looked around at all the naked women and was insecure about changing in front of them. I could just tell.
“Do you want me to hold up a towel?” I asked her. She nodded. Karen and I held it up while she changed. After she changed Karen sat her down at the make-up table and started with her hair. She curled