My Anonymous Lover (Forbidden Fantasies 57)

I shake my head, growling.

“Hell no. You were amazing, baby, and I can’t wait to see those photos.”

She giggles.

“You think?”

I nod feverishly.

“Yeah, but let’s hope they don’t put all of them in the magazine because honey, I was looking up your asshole in some of those shots.”

Ginny giggles.

“You mean the ones where I bent over and pulled my cheeks apart?”

I growl, blue eyes glinting.

“Hell yeah. Those, and where you had your legs up in the air, flexing your tiny anus as we watched. Those were dangerous, and there are going to be more than a few accidents if truckers drive with those photos in their cab.”

She giggles.

“Oh you! Those were just for fun. It was fun, wasn’t it?”

I nod.

“Yeah, but we need to be careful, hon. I mean, isn’t Gentry Hauling going to be weirded out if they have a trucker who’s also a pin-up?”

Ginny giggles while shaking her head.

“No because actually they’re ecstatic about the fact that they have a female trucker who’s pretty enough to be featured in a trucker magazine,” she says with a wry smile. “For them, it’s something to brag about. Plus, I imagine it’ll be good publicity and great advertisement for the company because Gentry’s going to sponsor a couple events this year too. It’s like a talking point for them, even if they can’t exactly hand out the magazine to kids and whatnot.”

“That makes sense,” I nod thoughtfully. “Well, I’m glad it’s going to work out, and you were gorgeous, baby. Better than any professional model.”

My girl giggles again and leans in for a kiss. But then she pulls back with a concerned look in those blue eyes.

“I’m glad you liked it, but this isn’t going to affect your career, is it, Jeremiah? I mean, I don’t know how the general public will react if they find out that you’re dating a woman who’s posed nude for a magazine. I mean—I guess this is a little awkward, but are we dating? Or are we just hanging out? I have no idea.”

With that, I chuckle and pull her curvy form close before dropping a kiss on that plush pink pout.

“Yes, of course we’re dating, sweetheart,” I murmur in a low tone for her ears only. “How could you even think otherwise? Baby, I enjoy being with you. My life has only gotten better since we first met, and it’s been a blast spending time together.”

The gorgeous woman looks up into my gaze, wide-eyed with a soft smile on her face before twining those small arms about my neck.

“Really, Jeremiah? Because I love spending time with you too.”

“Really,” I growl before diving in for a deep kiss. “You complete me, honey. It’s been a dream since you walked into my life.”

You complete me? Where the hell am I getting that from? Jerry Maguire? But the truth is that that’s how I feel, and I can’t imagine being with any other woman. I just hope I’m not scaring Ginny off because my girl revels in her freedom.

But she seems okay and kisses me back passionately, our lips dueling with one another. I’m glad because I want to be with her for the foreseeable future, political career or not.

“You shouldn’t worry about me,” I intone in a deep voice after breaking our lip lock. “For now, all I want is for you to be proud of yourself for stepping out of your comfort zone and doing something like this photo shoot in the first place. You were hot, baby, and the snaps are going to come out triple-X.”

She giggles.

“I know, right? I just hope that they don’t publish the wrong ones by accident!”

I chuckle low in my chest.

“They better not because I’m going to strangle any man who gets a look at your tasty asshole. But come on,” I growl while tugging her small hand in mind. “Why don’t we go celebrate your successful shoot with dinner at your favorite restaurant? Go get dressed.”

Ginny sends me one more adoring smile and then sashays off while undoing the belt to the robe. It drops off her shoulders and she wiggles her bare bum at me, making me go hard all over again.

“Sure,” she murmurs with a coy look over her shoulder. “Whatever you say, Mr. Mayor.”

With that, I know my fate is sealed because this woman is everything I could want in a partner, and I can’t imagine letting Ginny go, now or at any time in the future.

10

GINNY

Two months later.

“What in tarnation are you doing?” Vanessa exclaims in an amazed tone while staring at me. “That’s gross!”

“What?” I shrug before taking another bite out of my pizza. “I’m hungry, so I’m eating. Isn’t that the whole reason you came over to my house? To pretend that you wanted to spend time with me when in reality, you just wanted in on the pizza that I ordered?”