Toygasm (2 page)

Desperation whipped off Jode and seared into Josh as he
neared his brother’s office. Quietly Josh peeked into the open office doorway
and discovered Kim sitting in the chair opposite Jode’s office desk. Her
shoulders were stiff with tension and her hands were knotted in her lap. From
the frown marring her perfectly shaped lips, this was the last place she wanted
to be. And from the severe scowl etching Jode’s face, he didn’t like what Kim
was telling him.

“Like Earl said, Cammie doesn’t model anymore. At least I
don’t think she does. We lost touch when she left here,” she replied.

“Then why in hell were you nodding in the conference room?”

I misread her signals
, Jode’s voice echoed in his
mind as he caught sight of Josh.

Don’t jump to conclusions. Let’s just see what she has to
say.

Jode sighed heavily.

Kim shrugged.

“I was caught up in the moment. I was thrilled you were
sticking up for Cammie and I was just trying to reassure you that you were
doing the right thing.”

“And the right thing is?” Jode prodded.

Her voice lowered. “Cammie won’t come back as long as Earl
is here. They have…a history. And I am sorry but I won’t betray Cammie’s
confidence by saying anything else.”

Like hell she won’t. She’ll tell us everything
. Jode’s
thought snapped in Josh’s mind.

Josh tried hard to push away Jode’s anger but it wasn’t
working. It slithered through him like an angry serpent. Their instincts about
Earl doing Cammie some harm had been spot-on.

“The only way we can get rid of Earl is to get Cammie into
our camp,” Josh said as he stepped into the room and closed the door behind
him.

Jode didn’t bother to look up. Hell, he always sensed when
Josh was around, so it would be no surprise to him that Josh had been listening
at the door. Kim on the other hand just about jumped out of her chair.

“Why so nervous, Kim?” Josh asked as he came to stand beside
her.

“You startled me, that’s all.” She kept her gaze down at her
clenched hands.

Jode frowned.

Something’s spooked her.

You mean someone.

Earl
, they whispered in unison.

“What’s Earl got on you?” Josh asked. Might as well get
straight to the point.

Kim’s face crumpled and to Josh’s shock tears glistened in
her brown eyes.

What the fuck? You made her cry?
Jode teased.

“I can’t say. I don’t want to lose my job. My husband died
years ago. I have no family besides my two kids. They love it here. All our
friends are here. This job is the best-paying one available in this small town.
I don’t know where else we can move. If Earl wins this bet, I’m gone. He’s…”
Her lower lip trembled so badly that Josh instantly grabbed a tissue from Jode’s
desk and handed it to her. She dabbed at the sides of her eyes.

“He’s one of those men…” she sobbed.

Josh stared at Jode looking for an answer. His brother shrugged.

Don’t look at me. I don’t know what she means, except for
what I can come up with in my imagination. And those scenarios are all bad
,
Jode said.

“It’s why Cammie left…or rather why she was forced to leave.”
She blew her nose into the tissue.

Forced to leave. I want to kill Earl
, Jode growled.

Back down. She’s on the verge of hysteria. We can
question her tomorrow when she’s feeling better.

Tomorrow is Saturday. We can’t ask her to leave her kids
on the weekend.

You’re right. Leave it until Monday.

“I’ve already said too much. I can’t say more. I don’t want
a defamation of character lawsuit on my hands. I should go…” She stood and
walked past Josh. She opened the door and then hesitated.

“You can contact Cammie’s agent, Alison Kent. Her number is
in my database. You already have my password. You can tell her that I sent you.
I don’t know if she’ll reveal Cammie’s whereabouts. She left town abruptly
years ago and didn’t leave anyone a forwarding address.”

No forwarding address? Must have been something really
serious
, Jode murmured.

“Alison will be able to tell you if Cammie is still
available. If I were you two I would hurry before Earl finds her first. The bet
you made with him will make him even more aggressive than he already is.”

Josh nodded. The now-familiar twist of desperation raged
through him yet again. It seemed as if Earl was a bigger monster than they’d
originally thought.

“You heard the lady. We’d better move fast,” Jode said after
Kim left the room.

“I’m already on it,” Josh replied and quickly headed to Jode’s
computer.

* * * * *

“Think artistic nude with toy insertions. Think sex. Red-hot
sex with two scrumptious males and Sexy Toys’ Past meets Future Red line of
solar-powered toys,” Cammie Creek’s red-haired agent Alison Kent said
excitedly. Alison had called late last night insisting they get together for a
breakfast meeting because she was taking the Acela from New York and she had a
job opportunity Cammie would not be able to pass up.

Now they sat at Cammie’s favorite downtown Philadelphia
breakfast bar, sipping green tea and munching blueberry bagels doused with the
bar’s ultra-delicious blueberry cream cheese as a wicked nervousness raced
through her. Sexy Toys wanted her back after all these years.

“They’re thinking videos, toy trailers, advertisement
layouts in all the major toy magazines and websites. The works. As I said, the
new owners want only you. And they want you yesterday.” Alison nodded to the
arrangement of papers Cammie was sifting through.

“I met with the owners last night. They are really eager to
meet you. They said they saw your photos in the conference room. Those two men
are so hot, sexy and young. I know a secret about them, but you’ll know what it
is when you see them.”

A secret
? Before Cammie could question her, Alison
continued.

“I like their vision. Past embraces future. You’re from
their past. A successful past, I might add, and their new line sounds
impressive. You’ll work exclusively with the two owners and the male models. I
told them you have a gorgeous house filled with gorgeous rooms so they can use
it for their shoot and they agreed. As you’ve seen there’s a property release
form in there too along with the model release agreement.”

“Alison…”

“I know, I know. You guys had a falling-out years ago, but
this money is just way too good to give up. Earl is not involved in the shoot.
The new owners have promised not to let him know your whereabouts.”

“Do they know what happened?” Surely they didn’t or they
wouldn’t be asking for her services. There was no way Earl would allow it.

“Honey, everything was kept hush-hush back then.”

“Except for Earl, who continued bad-mouthing me to everyone
who’d listen. I should have gone to the cops.”

“He’s just an asshole.”

Sudden rage tore through her. “That asshole almost ruined my
modeling career with him stalking me and he screwed me out of my rightful
part-ownership of Sexy Toys!”

Alison shifted uneasily in her seat as she looked around the
bar. Cammie realized she’d snapped too loudly and some of the patrons were
observing them.

Cammie lowered her voice. “Sorry, but I got the shitty end
of the stick. I didn’t have the confidence to do the right thing back then. He’s
still working there and I’ve been chasing peanuts and keeping a low profile. I
loved that job. I helped start that business and then I was out on my ass when
the shit hit the fan.”

Alison’s eyes twinkled with mischief.

“Of course I will get them to double the offer before
accepting…”

Double the offer? Cammie’s head spun. She wasn’t worth that
much. Was she? Defiance blossomed inside her. Heck yes, she was worth that
much. She’d been good at her job as an erotic model for Sexy Toys. She’d made
herself the figurehead of that business, making sure she was front and center with
Sexy Toys’ toys at all the conventions. Sales had skyrocketed when she’d been
with the company.

“They owe you big-time for allowing you to leave. If you
accept the double offer, then you can get that custom-made two-car garage with
that huge studio loft you’ve been dreaming about.”

Alison paused for effect and Cammie knew it was to let it
sink in about the garage and loft. For that past few years her modeling jobs
were becoming fewer and fewer. In this business younger models were more
popular. She realized that. Understood the industry.

She’d done all the right things in keeping herself fit. She’d
taken good care of herself by eating balanced meals, continuing her running
regime and doing yoga and mind relaxation exercises. She’d banked money for her
retirement, paid off her home and at forty-two she was ready to start a new
career. She just didn’t know what.

Yet here was Alison making her a lucrative offer she could
only have dreamed of until this proposal.

Alison continued, her smile dipping into a grimace. Cammie
tensed.
Oh great, something is wrong. It sounded too good to be true.

“There’s one little hitch. They want everything done by the
end of this coming week. So by Friday morning.”

End of this week! It was Sunday. The woman was crazy! She
couldn’t do this in such a short time. Photo shoots took hours to do and that
was with just one toy. It appeared from this proposal that the company had at
least twenty new toys. It would take days and most likely a couple of nights
too to meet that deadline. Besides, she needed a waxing and to have her hair
done.

Cammie forced herself to inhale several deep breaths to calm
down. She set aside the proposal and studied the contract once more. They were
offering such an incredibly large amount of money. And now Alison wanted to
double it. Sexy Toys wanted her back, even after their history. She’d left them
on bad terms but if there was new management…and no Earl involved…

“Unless you don’t think you can handle this…” Alison
challenged softly. Her smile had returned. This time with a taunting edge.

The last thing Cammie would ever admit to Sexy Toys—or her
agent, for that matter—was that she couldn’t meet a deadline. She was a
professional and she always met her deadlines. But even after all these years
she was still as insecure as hell in the erotic photography world mainly
because of what had happened with Earl.

Truth was she welcomed the insecurity. It kept her focused,
not to mention her ego intact. And having a recent Sexy Toys shoot in her
portfolio would dispel any rumors that might still be circulating about that
bad split between them. She knew she’d lost way too many jobs because of it and
because of Earl.

“No problem,” she lied. “But make it triple and I want creative
input. If they agree to those conditions, then I will accept their offer.”

Alison didn’t even flinch at her demand.

“Excellent! I knew I could count on you. Consider it a done
deal on the triple amount and artistic input. I’ll have them make the amendments.
Oh! And I gave the company your address.”

“What? How did you know I was going to say yes?”

Alison winked.

Without waiting for a response her agent stood and signaled
to their waitress for the check. Then she refocused her attention to Cammie. Her
gray eyes flashed with confidence.

“Work your magic, Cammie. You’ll do great. I’ve got to run
now, I have to catch the Acela back to New York for another meeting. Ta-ta,
darling.”

Cammie watched Alison meet up with the waitress, pluck the
check out of her hand and then head to the cashier. After paying the bill, she
threw Cammie a final wave and then she was gone.

Reality crashed in on Cammie. Sure, she was in okay shape
for toy inserts but the rest of her wasn’t as slim as she’d once been. How in
the world was she going to pull this off?

Hearttowne, Pennsylvania

She’d certainly put a good dent into cleaning and straightening
up her home as well as sprucing up her looks, Cammie mused as she stared into the
full-length mirror hung on her upstairs bathroom door. She wore a smart, curve-hugging
chocolate-brown dress with white scallop trim. She’d pinned her hair into a
sexy updo with several soft ringlets dangling down both sides of her face and
she’d dabbed a touch of her favorite perfume on her wrists and her neck.

It was a stroke of luck Alison had mentioned Cammie’s home
to Sexy Toys. It meant no travel time to other destinations for her and they
could work as late as needed. Her home, a quaint two-story cottage, was set on
a secluded rocky peninsula and overlooked a small, private Pennsylvania lake.
The house consisted of a fully modernized kitchen, a charming living room with
nook, two full bathrooms, one on the main floor and the other upstairs, and
four large bedrooms—three upstairs and one on the main floor beside the
kitchen. On clear September days such as today, bright sunshine streamed in all
the windows.

She was glad she’d told Alison she wanted creative input
because when she eyed the dreamy daybed in the sun-washed nook against the
large bay window overlooking a quiet backdrop of lush pine trees and generous
peeks of the blue lake, she knew this area would be a perfect spot for one of
the shoots.

After leaving the breakfast bar in town this morning, she’d
headed directly to the bank machine and deposited her advance check. Then to
her favorite salon where she’d been lucky enough to get an immediate waxing on
her intimate parts. After that, she’d gone home and was surprised to discover
several large boxes piled in her home’s side entrance. The items and letter
were from the new owners. They had said they would be dropping by late
afternoon. Today!

She’d taken the initiative to order food to be delivered to
the house later tonight for the photo crew. She had the feeling they would be
working through dinner and late into tonight in their need to put a dent into
meeting that deadline. She was putting the finishing touches on her blush when
a snappy knock at the front door rocked Cammie back to her senses.

Shit!
They were here! With one final look into the
mirror, she nodded at a job well done and forced herself to smile. Yes,
outwardly she looked pretty good. Inwardly her tummy twisted with nervous
tension.

Had she been crazy to accept this gig? She shook her head.
No, this was her job. She was used to having strange men ogling her private
parts. She would remain professional and polite. She could do this gig with
Sexy Toys. Couldn’t she?

The sharp rap came again. This time louder and more
insistent.

“Coming!” she called out.

She forced herself not to run down the stairs but kept
herself reined into a brisk walk, mostly because the last thing she wanted to
do was to fall and break something. Sweet heavens, now
that
would be
embarrassing.

A moment later, with a shaky hand, she gripped the doorknob,
inhaled a deep breath to steady her rattling nerves and whipped open the door.
The air rushed out of her lungs in one intoxicating whoosh. Quite the handsome
men stood in front of her. Identical twins who appeared to be in their late
twenties or early thirties.

Something wild and hot sizzled in the air between her and
them. Instant attraction? No way. Not possible. Yet her tummy fluttered with
awesome butterflies and her breath came in incredibly short bursts.

Their eyes were as blue as the September sky above. White,
even teeth flashed as they both smiled. They were incredibly tall and chest
muscles bunched beneath their casual white shirts.

Wow. Hot hunks
.

The closest man held out his hand.

“Hi, we’re—”

“No, don’t tell me. Let me guess. You’re the male models for
the shoot,” Cammie blurted as his warm palm melted against hers and they shook
hands.

Nice grip. Large hand. A good-sized palm to hold her breasts
or stroke her pussy, not to mention work a toy into her ass or cunt for the
shoot.

Whew, her thoughts were going haywire! Heat flushed through
her like a tidal wave.

“Actually we’re—” he began, but she cut him off again as she
let go of his hand and reached out to shake hands with the other model.

“Twins. What an awesome idea for the photo shoot,” she
complimented them.

Mercy, she was way too tense. She tended to cut people off
in conversations when she was nervous, just as she was doing now.

She stared at one man and then the other. Identical. She
could not tell them apart if her life depended on it. They wore their hair the
same. Semi-long dark-brown hair brushed straight back off their foreheads. They
possessed plump, kissable lips. Flawless noses that weren’t too long or too
short. Their perfectly arched eyebrows were dark and they had sexy shadows
lining their chins and cheeks.

Eye-candy men she could drool over all day and all night.
Sexy Toys had picked the perfect male models. And she would be working with
them. Thankfully they were just the models, so she didn’t need to be totally
professional. She could flirt a little and loosen up around them. She always
liked to get to know the guys she’d be working with. It was so much easier that
way when the time came for the intimate shoots.

“No one else has shown yet,” she said. “But I’m sure they’ll
be along shortly. How about some coffee while we wait. Just have a seat in the
living room and I’ll be right with you.”

She needed an excuse to get away for a moment and collect
herself. She hadn’t expected the models to be so good-looking. Or for her to
feel so sexually attracted to them. Both of them!

She ushered them toward the living room and then quickly
headed for the kitchen. After plugging in the coffeemaker, she grabbed an ice-cold
bottle of water from the fridge and downed it in a few quick swallows.

Okay, calm down
, a stern voice whispered at the back
of her brain.
You’ve got to be professional.

Coffee. Yes, she needed to get some coffee into her. Where
coffee gave other folks the jitters, it had the opposite effect on her. It
calmed her. Right now she needed calm. Thank goodness for coffee.

* * * * *

She’s even more beautiful than in her pictures. Twenty
years has made her breathtaking
, Jode said to Josh as they both sat down on
a white leather couch.

I’m hard as a spike for her after meeting her just now. I
know she’s the woman for me.

For us
, Jode corrected.

She thinks we’re the male models
.

I guess we should set her straight and tell her
everything
, Jode replied. Although that was the last thing he wanted to do.
Guilt at not laying out the truth to her ran a naughty thread through him, but
it might be better to let her believe they were the models.

Well technically, Jode, we are the models and the
photographer, thanks to the fact we haven’t been able to find the company’s
regular photographers. And with the male model we’d decided to use conveniently
taking an unexpected trip and our agencies not having anyone available at such
short notice, it’s a good thing I know all the ins and outs of this industry,
including professional photography.

Quit your bragging, bro. I’ll be the lucky one, as I’ll
be with her and the toys and not behind the camera like you.
Jode chuckled.

Au contraire, timers on the cameras will allow me as much
face time with her as you.

Well, okay, you have me there
, Jode admitted.
Two
guys would be better than one for her. She would get twice the pleasure.

She does have a very nice place here. A quaint, cozy
modern look with pale colors, and that sun-drenched nook over there is a bit
bright but with the proper diffuser lens…

Enough shop talk, Josh. I don’t want to hear it. And
please don’t go telling her everything about your photo skills or you’ll bore her
to death too
, Jode teased his brother.

Josh quirked an eyebrow at him and appeared properly
insulted.

I never bore a woman
, he replied.

“And we most definitely don’t want Cammie uninterested in
us. I think Earl did us a huge favor in conveniently making all the people we
needed for the shoot unreachable,” Jode said.

He’d switched to a low voice so Cammie couldn’t hear.
Talking with their minds used a lot of energy and they needed to save their
vitality for her.

“He probably paid the model himself for that trip and sent
the rest of the crew on a trip somewhere too at his expense, thinking he
already owns Sexy Toys,” Josh said.

“Yeah, he’s probably sitting somewhere with his legs set
leisurely up on a table, sipping back some cognac and toasting to his good luck
at this bet. Let’s make sure he doesn’t win.”

“Hell, if we end up getting the luscious lady in the end,
then we’ve won. To hell with Sexy Toys,” Josh replied matter-of-factly.

Why did he get the feeling that Josh had already fallen so
deeply for Cammie that he couldn’t even think straight?

“But sticking it to Earl would be the icing on a very
delicious cake, don’t you think?” he reminded his brother.

Josh’s eyes lit up like one of those bright candles on said
cake.

“I like the way you think, bro. Let’s get this show on the
road.”

* * * * *

The sex-on-a-stick twins stopped talking when Cammie walked
into the room. She’d prepared a tray laden with coffee and slices of her
favorite vanilla cake. In the kitchen, she’d been trying to listen in to what
they’d been whispering about but their voices were so low, she hadn’t been able
to make out heads or tails except for the mention of cake and that’s why she’d
decided to serve them some.

“You’re glowing,” one of the male models commented as they
both stood.

She was glowing? Mercy, manners would get them everywhere
with her. She placed the tray onto the coffee table in front of them and
resisted the urge to place her hands on her hot cheeks.

“I…thank you.” Was that an appropriate response? What did he
mean by glowing? Was she so visibly nervous that she was blushing?

He nodded and then the other man swept his hand to the open
spot on the couch between them.

“Please have a seat here.”

Between them? Like the female filling to a man sandwich? A ménage.
With an abundance of sex toys. To her annoyance, her cheeks grew hotter.

That’s when she noticed the sensual upward curves of both
men’s full lips.

Oh boy, if looks could seduce they would be fucking her
right now on her couch. She blinked that insane thought away. Why in the world
did she even think they wanted to have sex with her? They’d just met her.

They were male models doing a job. But she sure was thinking
about sexing them. It wasn’t unheard of for her to hook up with a male model
and have sex during a photo shoot. It was very rare but she had done it. The
erotic tension of being naked with a hot sexy man and toys being inserted into
her sometimes got the better of her. But she’d never done it with two men
before!

Down, girl
. She needed that coffee. Now.

Before she could ask them how they took their coffee, the
man on her right side reached out to serve.

“By the way, I’m Josh and this here is Jode. How do you take
yours?” He nodded to the coffee.

“Black. Thank you, Josh.”

She sat down between them and tried hard to ignore the
incredible heat whipping against her body from the duo. They smelled nice. Mild
spice with a hint of soap.

Josh placed a cup in front of her on the table and she
couldn’t get to it fast enough.

“Any idea when the others will get here?” she asked after
she took an abundance of sips of the hot liquid.

Ah, wonderful. Coffee hit the spot. Relaxation was already
whispering over her.

“Actually they won’t be coming,” Jode replied.

Her relaxation vanished and devastation rocked her. She had
to be careful not to swallow too quickly, lest she choke.

“Not coming?” Had she heard right? She almost swore out loud
in her disappointment as her garage and studio loft seemed to sift right out of
her fingers. Frig! She’d already deposited the advance check Alison had given
her this morning.

“Not to worry, though,” Josh said quickly, picking up her
alarm. “Something came up. The three of us will be responsible for getting
everything done and in to the company on time. Do you think you’re up for the
challenge?”

This was highly unusual. She was used to a film crew.
Familiar with people who played with lights. Coaches. Photographers. Makeup
artists. Stylists. Wardrobe.

“I did ask for creative input,” she blurted.

“We’ve been briefed on everything by Alison. We have the
amendments Alison said you wanted and they are ready for you to sign. We’ll
love any and all of your input,” Jode said from her other side.

Well, that was interesting.

Without warning, Josh leaned closer, and she held her breath
as he brushed a stray strand of hair from her face. Instead of pulling away, he
leisurely stroked her cheek. His tender touch sent shivers of need coursing
through her. She noted his exceptionally long fingers. Clean. Well-trimmed
fingernails. Perfect finger-fucking fingers. She raised her gaze to discover
him studying her with the most intense blue eyes she’d ever seen. Eyes that
said “let’s undress and make love”.

Oh Cammie! Stop! Focus on the assignment, woman!

“Sexy Toys was right. You are the perfect model,” Jode
replied in a sultry voice. There was a tender pull on one of the strands at the
back of her neck as if he was twirling a finger around her hair. “Your sparkling
brown eyes and that cute Cupid’s-bow mouth will melt any man’s knees. Any woman
will be envious when they see you having two men making love to you with the
help of a box full of Sexy Toys products.”