Mr. January – A Forbidden Romance Read Online S.E. Law

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Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21255 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
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“Stop that! He’s an older man. Let’s not laugh at his forgetfulness.”

“I’m sorry,” my boyfriend chuckles. “I just can’t believe this is happening. Here I am getting ready to pose half-naked for next year’s firefighting calendar, and the photographer is an old dude who’s cooing over his plants. You have to admit, we might not get out of here until midnight.”

I shush him while urging him towards a small dressing room in the corner. It’s not much more than a curtain on a string, but I pull the fabric closed behind us, giving us a bit of privacy.

“Strip,” I command, and of course, my boyfriend does as told. Mmm, Randy’s hot and I can’t believe I get to be with him every day. After all, we’ve been dating for a few months now, and it’s wonderful. We go out together, enjoying each other’s company, and then repair for the night to either his place or mine. The fireworks haven’t dimmed, and if anything, they’ve grown hotter. Randy’s taught me so much about my body, and I seriously walk wobbly now.

But at the moment, I need to get this perfect male specimen oiled up for the photo shoot. I guess they like the firefighters to gleam under the hot lights, and I pour a drop of oil into the palm of my hand before setting the bottle aside.

“Isaac isn’t that old,” I say in a low voice while beginning to smooth my hands over Randy’s pecs. God, he’s so built and I’m getting hot just doing this. “Or maybe he is, but we should still be nice and pretend that we don’t notice.”

“Yeah, but it’s hard not to notice,” my boyfriend whispers back. “I wonder how he even got hired to do a photoshoot like this in the first place?” Then he rolls his eyes. “God, it was probably the Cedar Toms FD being cheap as usual. They’re always looking to save a penny wherever they can, so they must’ve hired Isaac because he offered a deal or something.”

I try to listen to Randy as he talks but it’s difficult to pay attention while I’m oiling his eight-pack of abs up. Dang, this man is gorgeous and I’m starting to get turned on right now. How did I get so lucky? Then I straighten and look my boyfriend in the eye.

“So, what month do you think you’ll be this year?” I question coyly. “Mr. March? April? November?”

He grins.

“Does it matter? I bet you want me to be Mr. December so that I’ll have to wear a Santa hat with my axe,” he teases.

I roll my eyes as I move on to his bulging biceps. My fingers linger as I stroke those hard muscles, and my nipples tighten. God, my boyfriend is sex personified, and he knows it. Randy grins evilly before reaching over to tweak one hard nub through my thin t-shirt.

“Don’t get too aroused, baby girl,” he growls in my ear. “Wouldn’t want you losing it in front of poor Isaac.”

I merely smile while kneeling in front of him, ready to oil up those strong legs. Mmm, his tool is bulging through his Speedo, and it’s too bad that he’s going to cover it up in those loose firefighting pants. Then again, I don’t know what the Cedar Toms FD wants. Maybe they’ll have their firefighters in Speedos because it’ll bring in more cash. Makes sense, right?

But there’s work to be done, and soon, my man is totally oiled up and ready to go. I shake my head to rid myself of my dirty thoughts as I stand up again. Randy’s hard and ready, but right, there’s business to get to. His bulge is even larger than it was before, but then he pulls on the heavy fabric of his protective trousers and we step out. Isaac looks up, his blue eyes joyous.

“The plants are watered!” the old man announces despite the fact that I’m fairly sure he never got around to watering them. “Everything’s ready. You ready to start the photoshoot?”

“Yeah.” Randy gives me a peck on the lips before going to stand in front of the backdrop. The studio is a little small, but perfect for a simple set-up like this. Aside from Isaac’s desk and the sink, the only other furniture in here are a few chairs and a mini-couch stacked against the back wall, probably to be used as props, as well two large garment racks with tons of clothing and accessories on them.

Randy grabs a red firefighter hat from the rack and puts it on before seizing a prop axe and tucking it into one elbow on his way over to the backdrop. I grin as he begins posing like a natural. He’s gorgeous, and I swear this guy has no bad angles.

Meanwhile, Isaac begins snapping away, cooing encouragement. My man twists and turns, grinning as he heaves the axe over his shoulder, and then pretends to doff his hat. To be honest, if it were me in Randy’s position, I’d feel awkward being the center of attention, but my man seems to enjoy it. I’m glad because he’s definitely going to make a lot of money for the Cedar Toms FD.


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