Stripped Love #4 (BBW Alpha Male Romance) Read Online Free

or said anything unseemly or crass.
He was one hundred percent a gentleman; even though I wished he wasn’t. I could
feel his erection digging into my hip every now and then when our bodies
collided just right and I knew he must be in agony, desperate for release; but
he made every effort not to let me know and I respected him enough not to
embarrass him about it…
    Finally, Pete had gotten enough takes in every angle
and with every kind of lighting, custom change, and nuance of dialogue that he
wanted to be fully satisfied. “That’s a wrap, kids. Avery: great work. You did
a terrific job. Go on home now. Dimitri, come look at the playbacks with me.”
    “Sure Pete, just a second. I need to talk to Avery for
a moment,” Dimitri said, and I quickly dove behind a pile of equipment where he
couldn’t see me. As soon as I saw him walk off with the director I ran down the
hall to Maude’s room, stripped off my dress, and pulled back on my jeans,
cotton blouse, and worn out sandals. It felt so good to be in comfortable
clothes again, I practically sighed with relief. Now all I had to do was find
Shawnee and get out of here before Dimitri cornered me and tried to talk to me.
There wasn’t anything I wanted to say to him, and after all the hours spent
kissing him, my hormones were so revved up I didn’t trust myself to be able to
resist anything he had to say to me. The only safe way to protect myself from
him was to stay as far away as possible.
    I looked for the Kraft Services cart and found it
closed and put away. There was no sign of the muscular worker or Shawnee. I saw
Steve and ran up to him, asking, “ Have you seen my
friend Shawnee?”
    Steve looked frantic and immediately started searching
for her on my behalf. I almost felt sorry for the kid, but not as sorry as I
felt for myself. If I didn’t find her soon and get out of here, I was sure to
get stuck talking to Dimitri. I saw him wrapping up his conversation with Pete
and strolling my way.
    “Are you looking for that hot chick in the light blue
skirt?” one of the crew members called out to me and I nodded my head. “She
bailed about two hours ago with the Kraft Services guy just as soon as the
lunch break was over. I saw them drive off together in a beat-up old Mustang.”
    “Are you fucking kidding me?”
    I wanted to cry. The busses didn’t come out this far,
and unless I wanted to walk a few miles on tired feet, I was stuck with no way
to get home. The thought of admitting to everyone here that I had no was
utterly humiliating, and it was the last thing I wanted to do. I didn’t even
have enough cash on me to call for a cab. I wanted to get outside before I
couldn’t hold back my tears anymore. I turned to run out the door and smacked
right into the one person I didn’t want to see.
      “Dimitri!”
    “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you. I just really
need to talk to you and it seemed like every time I tried to get you alone you
disappeared.”
    “That’s okay. If you want to give me a ride home, we can
talk along the way,” I said, trying to sound tough and not pathetic. If Dimitri
knew I was begging for a ride because I was stranded, he didn’t let on. In fact
he looked relieved, like I was the one doing him a favor.
    “Great!” he sighed audibly. “My car is parked right
out front.”
    Ever the gentleman, he held open the passenger door
for me to his red Ferrari and I climbed in, wondering if I was making the
biggest mistake of my life.
    I
will be strong. I thoughtto myself as I buckled my seatbelt and Dimitri rolled the car
slowly from the lot and onto the highway. I won’t let him draw me back in with his charm and his sexy smile. My hormones
are just raging from the kisses, but I’m not willing to compromise my values or
my self-respect to be one of his playthings in a long line of women. Since he’s
not willing to commit to me in a monogamous relationship, there can be nothing
between us.
    I stared out the passenger window