Queen in Lingerie (Lingerie 4)

He closed his eyes for a brief moment as he let his body slide into oblivion. He pulled me tight against his body as he came, pumping more come into my already full pussy. “Muse…” He released a groan from deep in the back of his throat, a sound full of satisfaction.

He palmed both of my tits when he was finished then placed his hands underneath his head. He lay there with tired satisfaction, happy to keep his dick inside me as he softened. He never looked as sexy as he did when he came, all of his masculine instincts escaping.

I ran my hands up his chest, massaging his hard body as I felt his cock soften inside me. “I still think I should model for you.”

“No.” He yanked me toward him then pressed a kiss to my mouth. It was soft, his eyes open as he looked at me. “You already have a job, Muse. You’re the mastermind behind all my creations. You’re the desire, the fantasy that’s stitched into every piece of lingerie. I’m sharing my inspiration with the world—but I’m not sharing you.”

“But you don’t have enough time to replace her with someone else.”

“I’ve got lots of girls, Muse.”

“But not like her. She takes the lead for a reason. I don’t want Andrew to hurt you. He’s taking a shot at you because he knows you won’t use me. So fire back by using me, by making headlines with my comeback…this one time.”

His eyes shifted back and forth as he looked at me.

“It’s the perfect idea, Con. No one will care about Lacey when they see I’m working with you again. We’ll have an incredible show and get people talking about it. No one will even care about Andrew.” I felt like this was my fault. If I hadn’t gone to Andrew, this wouldn’t have happened in the first place.

He considered it for a long time before he gave an answer. “I’ll think about it. That’s the best answer you’re going to get from me right now.”

Conway stood with Nicole in the aisle between the seats in the auditorium. They were preparing for the show, having the girls run through the motions in the lingerie he designed. A new girl had been promoted to headline the show, but even I didn’t think she had what it took.

She was a beautiful girl, of course. But something wasn’t working.

I stood beside Conway and listened to him and Nicole talk.

Conway had his arms crossed over his chest and his fingertips resting against his lips. “The formation is correct, the music is good…but something isn’t right. It’s not standing out against the other shows. Perhaps we should change the theme.”

“We can’t change the theme,” Nicole said. “Not when it has to be centered around the holidays.”

Conway had been working on this all week, and I could tell he was stressed by the tightness in his jaw. It wasn’t sexy like the way he clenched it in bed. This expression was packed with uncertainty.

“My suggestion still stands…”

Conway and Nicole both looked at me.

“What suggestion?” Nicole asked, her gaze turning to Conway.

I let Conway answer, that way he could decide what he wanted her to know.

Conway went with the truth. “Sapphire thinks she should headline the show. It’ll get people to focus on us instead of Lacey and Andrew.”

“That’s not a bad idea,” Nicole said. “Actually, it’s a great idea. I think we should do it, Conway.”

Conway looked at the stage where the models were working with the choreographer. He released a deep sigh.

I knew what that sound meant.

He dropped his arms to his sides. “We’ll do it this one time. But that’s it. After that, she’s permanently removed from the lineup. We’ll have to spend the next few months finding the next woman to be the face of Barsetti Lingerie—because it won’t be Sapphire.”

Conway drove back to the house in the red Ferrari he had temporarily loaned me. One hand was on the wheel while the other rested on my thigh. When we drove through the countryside, he didn’t need to shift the gears because we were driving straight for a long time.

“Thanks for putting me in the show. I won’t let you down.”

He released a sigh that was barely audible. “I hate the idea of people looking at you, but I’ll admit, it’s the best option right now. It’ll make everyone forget about Lacey and Andrew. Plus, the designs are beautiful.”

“I agree. I don’t want anyone to talk about them. I only want people to focus on you.”

He didn’t smile, but affection entered his eyes. “I appreciate that.”

“You’re the best for a reason—and I want it to stay that way.”

“With a model like you, it’ll stay that way.” He patted my thigh.

I looked out the window, seeing the sun disappear over the horizon. It was getting darker much earlier now. And it was colder too. I had to wear jeans and a jacket before we left the house.