Chapter 4 (Modeling Is Fun)||Barclay Beales||

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Heyy! I just want to say thanks for reading/voting and hopefully I'll be able to update more often I've just been busy. So that's all I wanted to say so read on! ;P

ErikaXx

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"Listen you outta style fucktard, I'm not here to play nice and I'll do what I have to, to get to the top! So bug off!"

I can hear someone yell from down the hall. It must be the new male model from the agency. I've heard he is just a total pain in the arse. "Y/N? Can you cover my shift?" Lisa asks. She's a small short girl with dark brown eyes and hair. She's only about 30 or maybe 38 somewhere in there. "What? Why?" I ask not knowing if I should or shouldn't. She was supposed to be taking pictures of the new male model and I'm only a assistant, I just started working here about a month ago. "I have to pick up my kids. The babysitter canceled last minute and I need you to take pictures of Mr. Beales." I play with a strand of my hair thinking about if I should. No, I can't. "I can't Lisa. I'm only your assistant." I plead. "Exactly, so you can and you will."

"But-"

"Listen, I'll give you a bonus. Now here is the camera. He is taking sexy picture, shirtless and trouser less." My mouth hits the floor. "Uh... Will he still have underwear on?" Lisa throws her head and lets out a loud laugh. "Hahaha...Ooh, god Y/N you're such a card. and yes he'll still have underwear on." She says calmly with a smile on her face. She pats my shoulder and walks away down the hallway and walks out the door. Well, here goes nothin'. I walk down to the end of the hall where everything is all set up for the pictures. There is a bed in the middle of the room. No one is in here except for me, lights, and cameras. "Let's get this over with." I hear a strong English male voice from behind me. I gasp and jump, tripping over my feet and landing on the bed. I land on my stomach and try to prop up on my shoulders to turn around and get off the bed. "Wait, don't move." The man says. "Wh-why not?" I ask not wanting to move an inch. I turn my head to look over my shoulder and see a tall shirtless man putting the camera on the tripod. I jump off the bed when I hear the camera click and see the flash. "You dirty bastard!" I yell at the man standing by the camera. He throws me a cheeky grin and takes his hands off the camera and puts them up in defence. "Okay, okay, calm down sexy." He walks over to me and holds out his hand for me too shake it. I glare at him then i take his hand a shake it. "I'm Barclay Beales." I pull my hand away and roll my eyes. "Y/N Y/L/N, and as you said let's get this over with." I sass him back. "Sassy are we? Hm, I like that." He winks at me and walks over to the bed and I move over next to the camera. He takes his trousers off and makes a sexy position on the bed. "Ready?" I ask looking at his toned tan chest. God, he's gorgeous, his chest has a small bit of hair and he has beautiful dark eyes, his tattoo is perfectly placed on his upper arm, perfect plush pink lips just dying to be kissed, he has a little bit of facial hair and his hair is cut short on the sides but just enough to make his hair stand up like a quiff on top. I unknowingly lick my bottom lip and suck in a sharp breath as my eyes move lower from his chest to his manhood. I bite the inside of my bottom lip wanting to see what 'it' looks like.

"Like the view?" Barclay asks with a cheeky smile moving his hand back and forth on his thigh making me wet.

"What? Uh- no, no, no why?" I stutter as a snap back to reality. "No reason. I just saw you looking at my dick like it was some type of desert." He looks at me with a seductive face and places his arm behind his head. "I was not. Now if you don't mind I would like to take your picture now so we both can leave." I say turning my attention back to the camera adjusting the view.

"Okay.." I say to myself as I take the first picture. "I want you to hold the brim of your underwear and the other arm behind your head, just the way you have it now."

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