Free February (Calendar Girl #2) by Audrey Carlan Page A

love crashed into me and my head jerked back. “Explain…fast,” I warned speaking through a clenched jaw.
    “Oh, non , you will not be faire l'amour ,” he rushed to say. “Making real love, non . It will be staged for the camera.” He cupped my face in both hands. “ Maintenant , tu comprends ? You understand now?”
    “No, not even a little bit. More details before I high-tail it out of here, Frenchie,” I said using the tone he was now intimately familiar with after almost two weeks together.
    Alec pinched his lips together and placed his hands on his hips. Aiden moved over into a chair and sat down away from us. I appreciated the gesture of trying to give us some space.
    “ Mon amour , I need to have the two of you, bare, holding onto one another like lovers. Then when I have enough, I shall paint it.” He moved closer, “Of course, that is after I make love to you.” His nose came close and he slid it alongside mine sending prickles of excitement to tingle and taunt my senses. “It will be my most inspiring piece yet. You and this man, who is very male, deep in the throes of passion.” He leaned forward and kissed me briefly, licking just my bottom lip before pulling away. Frenchie used his kiss to talk me into something without needing to talk me into it. Bastard hot French guy. 
    I huffed and pushed my hair back from my eyes. “You said bare, as in naked, or did I miss that?”
    “ Oui , you know I need to see the body in order to paint it. Besides, no woman has a more beautiful body than yours.” His eyes scanned my jeans and tight camisole. I hadn’t bothered to wear a bra knowing I was going to be at least naked on top today, and with the way his gaze was running up and down my body, my nipples were beading tight, clearly visible. His hands stroked the side of my ribs, and his fingers brushed over the erect peaks. “I see you like this idea very much.”
    I pressed close into his body, thankful that my back was to Aiden. “I like the idea of being with you, but this guy, I don’t know,” I said honestly. It was hard enough baring my body to Alec for his art, but to be naked and rolling around with another naked guy pretending to make love to him? Seemed really forced, unlike the other pictures we’d done that were just Alec and me.
    He watched me and waited for me to work through his request. His tawny eyes were kind, no pressure. And it wasn’t like I had to have sex with the man. Just pretend to. I looked over at Aiden. His knees were bobbing up and down while he glanced at us then away quickly. “Fine, I’ll try. For you.” I wanted him to know this was not something I waited my entire life to do. It was outside my comfort zone, more so than being naked in front of him. I was doing it because I trusted his vision. 
    “Okay, Mia, you go over there and remove your clothes. Aiden, your robe.” Alec was all business once more. Aiden stood and removed his robe. His gorgeous, naked body was on full display. Even soft, he was impressive. He’d make some woman very happy with what he was packing. I giggled looking at him but not seeing him.
    Aiden frowned. “Something wrong?” He looked down his naked body and placed a hand tentatively over his dick.
    I knew my eyes turned into giant saucers as it dawned on me what he thought I was giggling at. “Oh my goodness, no! You’ve got a great dick...I mean...um...I wasn’t laughing at your size. Ugggh.” I groaned and lifted my head to the ceiling. Fuck Mia. Now you’ve gone and made Adonis question his manhood. “Why can’t I ever be normal?” I blew out a huge breath, my lips puffing out like a fish. Aiden chuckled.
    “It’s okay. I get you.” His lips quirked and he walked over to the white sheet covering a padded surface and sat down in the center. 
    “Honestly, Aiden, I was thinking about how hot you are and how you’d make some woman very happy.” I opened my jeans and pushed them down my legs.
    He grinned. “No