Sexy: Behind The Lens Part 18

I glance at Kallie's friends and back to her. She snaps her head to them and frowns.

"You get in this hot tub, and I will f.u.c.king kill you." she hisses.

I can't even stop the laugh that comes bursting out of me. They stare at each other then back at us. You can see when they realize what's going on because they giggle, apologize, and walk away.

"d.a.m.n, you told them." She doesn't even say anything; she places her hand on top of mine and pushes on my fingers. "f.u.c.k, that's hot, baby," I groan.

I turn her head again and capture her mouth. I get my rhythm back, and within seconds, I feel her beginning to tighten on my fingers. I move my other hand down and rub her c.l.i.t, and she explodes on my fingers. I swallow down all of her moans, over and over, while she rocks against my fingers. Even though my c.o.c.k is painfully hard, this is all about her. I'll take care of my situation later.

When she finally stops moving, I break the kiss and love the glow of pure pleasure on her face.

"f.u.c.k, that was so much better than the feeling of the hot water," she breathes out.

I grin and kiss her nose. "Baby, when it's just you and me, I'll show you how hot it can get in here."

"I'm not looking, just needed to see if I left my wallet over here," Brody says, covering his eyes.

We both laugh at Brody. I have to say I'm so happy he's been coming to every party we have. It makes me feel like maybe he's ready to finally move on.

"You're good," I say, chuckling.

He drops his hand and smiles at us. "You two seem happy. Is that just the water or the company?" he says.

Kallie laughs, but I shake my head.

"It's the company. Are you leaving or just over here to bust my b.a.l.l.s?" I joke.

He grabs his wallet and sticks it back in his pocket. "As much as I love busting your b.a.l.l.s, I'm leaving. I'll talk to you tomorrow," he says and gives me a pound before kissing Kallie's cheek. "Night, sis."

I smile at Brody, and he grins at me. I nod my head and squeeze Kallie tighter to me.

"Night, Brody," Kallie says.

He leaves and I kiss Kallie's shoulder. We sit quietly for a bit until we hear yelling. We both turn, and Brinley is screaming at Max.

"s.h.i.t," I say.

Kallie and I rush out of the hot tub, and I grab a towel for each of us, tossing one to her as we rush over.

"You need to mind your own f.u.c.king business," Brinley screams.

Kallie touches Brinley's shoulder, and I stand between her and Max. "Jax, get the h.e.l.l out of my way. I'm done listening to people tell me what or who I shouldn't do. I'll screw anyone I want," she yells.

What the h.e.l.l? I look at Max, and he shrugs his shoulders.

"All I said was she shouldn't screw around with that new model, Josh. I've heard a lot of bad s.h.i.t about him. That's all I said," Max shouts, squeezing his neck.

I look at Brinley, and she stands there, ready to pounce on Max. d.a.m.n, they've already slept together. Kallie is softly talking to her, trying to get her to relax.

"Okay, we've all had a lot to drink. Let's call it a night," I say, trying to defuse the situation.

Just as Max stands up, Brinley goes around me, slaps him across the face, and starts pounding on him.

"What the f.u.c.k, Brinley?" Max yells and grabs her hands to get her to stop, and I gently put my arms around her so Max can move.

"f.u.c.k you, Max. You're just jealous because I screwed someone else," she screams, fighting against my hold.

Rage crosses his face, and I look at Blake to help me out. He stands between them, keeping a hand on Max's chest.

"Brinley, maybe if you didn't think so highly of yourself, you'd see what I'm saying. He'll ruin you," Max bites out as he knocks over a chair and storms off toward the house.

"Go," I say to Blake, and he runs after him. I let go of Brinley, and she goes to smack me, but I catch her hand.

"Don't. I'm just trying to help," I say, holding her gaze.

Kallie stands between us, and as soon as Brinley sees her, she bursts into tears. They hug. I'm so f.u.c.king confused about what the h.e.l.l just happened.

"You take care of her, I'm going to check on Max," I whisper in Kallie's ear, and she nods her head, still holding tight to Brinley.

I walk into the house and out the front door. Max and Blake are smoking a cigarette, so I walk over and join them. I blow out a puff a smoke and raise my eyebrows at Max.

"What the f.u.c.k is this all about?" I ask.

He tosses his cigarette and scrubs his face with his hands. "f.u.c.k," he groans and stares up at the sky and back at us, squeezing his neck. "I heard through a couple people that Brinley and Josh were hooking up. All I told her was to be careful because he's got a reputation for dragging names through the mud, and he comes out looking like the good one. She just flipped her s.h.i.t, started yelling at me, and you know the rest. I don't know what the f.u.c.k it was all about."

I turn to Blake, and I can tell he's already heard something.

"What, Blake?" I push.

He lights another smoke and his eyes bounce between me and Max. "I think the dragging through the mud has already started. I saw a post on his Facebook page joking about how female models will never learn he's not the type of guy to sleep around. No names mentioned, though. Maybe Brinley saw it too," he says, taking a long drag.

Social media is a blessing and a curse. Without it, we'd never get our names out there, but the f.u.c.king bulls.h.i.t on there makes you want to delete your account daily.

"That motherf.u.c.ker. I'm going to kick his a.s.s and teach him how to treat a lady," Max growls.

He has it bad for Brinley, and there's nothing in return. I at least knew Kallie wanted me, she just wouldn't give in, but he can't go through this s.h.i.t.

"Hey, calm down. It's not your fight, man, and I don't mean to be blunt, but she did sleep with him," I say.

He shakes his head and lights another smoke. "You know, sometimes I wonder if it's all worth it. What are we getting out of this?" he asks, completely deflated.

I can't say I've been there, so I can't agree with him.

"Listen, you're just hung up on her right now. We all love what we do; you don't mean that. You need to take a step away from her for a while. Let her sort s.h.i.t out herself. I think we need a guys' night out," Blake says and looks at me smirking. "Just the guys."

I laugh, shaking my head. "f.u.c.k off. I agree. We need a night to just go out and get drunk. What do you think, Max? We'll get everyone and hit up Ecstasy maybe next weekend? I just need to find out what day I have a shoot," I say. I'm hoping Brinley will still do the shoot for Kallie's sake.

"Yeah, you're right. It's not worth it. Let her f.u.c.k up her career, and we'll go get f.u.c.ked up," Max says.

Blake gives him a pound, and I just nod my head. I don't even know how I feel about the whole situation, but I think him getting f.u.c.ked up to forget her is probably not the best idea.

"Jax, can you come here?" I turn toward Kallie's voice and nod.

"I'll be back," I say.

Max sticks out his hand and pulls me in for a quick hug.

"I'm out, man. I'll talk to you this week to figure out the weekend," he says.

I agree and go into the house looking for Kallie. I find her in my room, sitting on the bed. When I close the door, she turns toward me.

"What's up, baby?" I sit down next to her and pull her into my arms.

"I need to be with Brinley right now. She's a mess," she says, sighing.

I kiss the top of her head and rub her arms. She still has the towel wrapped around her, as do I. It makes me wish we could go back in time to the enjoyable part of the night.

"I figured you would. Did she say what happened?" I gently ask.

She looks up at me and frowns. "She slept with Josh, and he posted something on his Facebook page, not with her name, but she knows it was about her. After Max said that to her, well, you saw. She lost her s.h.i.t. Now she's terrified this will be it for her career." She shakes her head. "Do you have any idea how many times I've told her that one day she's going to sleep with the wrong guy and f.u.c.k it all up? Now look. I feel bad for her, but at the same time, I want to yell at her for not listening to me," she says, completely frustrated.

I kiss her lips and push her back on the bed so I'm on top of her. "Kallie, you're a good friend. There's nothing you can do now but be one. Have her get in touch with her PA, and hopefully, she can run interference." I kiss her again. She deepens it, making me want to strip her and have her ride my c.o.c.k.

She pulls away too quickly and smiles at me. "I need to go. I'll call you later," she reluctantly says.

I stand up, and when she gets off the bed, she looks down at herself. "Oh s.h.i.t, I need to go grab my clothes," she says and goes to leave but I stop her.

"I'll get them. You probably want to take off your wet bra and panties, and it's best I'm not here to witness that. If I am, you'll never leave," I say in a low, deep voice.

She laughs, and I wink as I close the door behind me. I make my way to the sliding door and push it open. I walk out and stop dead in my tracks. You have got to be f.u.c.king kidding me. Blake has Brinley on his lap with his hands up her shirt, Jackie is kissing Brinley, and Nora is kissing Blake. I walk a little closer, and get more p.i.s.sed the closer I get. Kallie is inside worried about Brinley, Max is ready to kick the s.h.i.t out of Josh for Brinley, and Blake knows Max is into her. These two don't give a f.u.c.k about anyone but themselves.

"Brinley, good to see you're over it. Blake, good to see you take your own advice," I bite out.

Brinley hops off his lap and adjusts her shirt, while Jackie and Nora just sit on either side of him.

"I came out here to get Kallie's clothes because she's worried sick about you, ready to rush home and spend the night helping you, and you're out here trying to f.u.c.k Blake now?" I hiss at Brinley. She covers her face and starts to cry. I don't give a f.u.c.k. I'm so p.i.s.sed. "And you, you're an a.s.shole and a horrible friend," I direct at Blake with hard eyes. I head to the hot tub to grab Kallie's clothes, and Blake chases after me.

"Jax, that's not fair. They all came onto me," he says.

I shake my head and pick up both of our clothes. "That's great defense, Blake." I head to the door and turn around, looking at them all. "You all have three minutes to get the f.u.c.k out of here before I tell Kallie exactly what I just saw," I threaten and go inside slamming the door.

What the f.u.c.k am I going to tell Kallie? She's ready to get out of here to help Brinley. I'm so p.i.s.sed off at both of them for being so selfish. f.u.c.k it, she can explain this herself. I go back to my room, walk in, and close the door. Kallie is sitting on the bed, playing on her phone, wrapped in the towel. She looks up and gives me a tight smile.

"I wish I never worked with him. He really is a c.o.c.ky son of a b.i.t.c.h. He's all over social media saying he's tired of women treating him like a piece of meat, and he just wants to do him right now before finding Miss Right," she says and shakes her head focusing back on her phone.

"Baby, get off of there. You're just going to drive yourself crazy," I say.

She tosses her phone onto the bed and stands up. "You're right. I need to get dressed and go with Brinley anyway. She's waiting for me," she says. I clear my throat, and she glances at me. "What?"

I take her hand and squeeze. "She left," I softly say.

Her eyes get wide, and she rushes to her phone. "Why the f.u.c.k would she leave? f.u.c.k, I wasted too much time in here. She probably just wanted to get out of here. Her heart is breaking, and I'm in here discussing it all with you instead of her," she yells.

I'm already in a p.i.s.sy mood, and this isn't helping.

"Kallie, it had nothing to do with that, I promise you," I say, pushing down my anger.

She has her phone pressed to her ear, and she's pacing the room.

"f.u.c.k," she says, ignoring me and dialing her again pacing. "f.u.c.k. Hey Brin, it's me. Call me back." She clutches the phone in her hands and stares at me. "d.a.m.n it, Jax. Now she's ignoring me. She's probably p.i.s.sed I didn't just leave and had to come find you. It can't always be about us. I need to remember I have friends too." She tries calling again, and my pulse is beating frantically. "No answer. I'm going to look for her." She reaches for her clothes from me, and I throw them on the bed. I'm p.i.s.sed. I can't help it. She's blaming me when it's Brinley who is the a.s.shole here. She peers at me with daggers in her eyes. "What the f.u.c.k?" she hisses.

I move closer to her and she backs up. "You want to know why Brinley left?" I slowly say. She doesn't know how to take me right now, but she nods her head anyway. "Good. I walk outside to get your clothes so you can help your friend through this difficult time, and I see her sitting on Blake's lap. Brinley and your other two friends were all making out with Blake." She widens her eyes and shakes her head. "Oh yes, that's exactly what I saw. I was p.i.s.sed that you were in here worried for your friend, and she's out there doing that s.h.i.t with Blake. I told them all to get the f.u.c.k out of my house. Now, by all means, if you want to go chase after her...go," I yell and throw on a pair of gym shorts walking out the door, slamming it behind me. I go out back and light a cigarette before pacing the patio.

"Jax, let me try to explain," Blake pleads. I didn't even notice he was sitting at the table with his head in his hands.

"I think right now it's best you don't. I'm p.i.s.sed at you, and now I'm fighting with Kallie. It's not the best time," I say, sighing and take a drag blowing the smoke out, watching it lift into the air.

"She was crying when I came back here. I went over to check on her, and I swear to you, she's the one that sat on my lap. She started kissing her friend," he rushes out.

I spin around and look at him. "And she put your hands on her t.i.ts? She forced you to kiss her other friend?" I bite out.

He looks up at me, defeated. "What the f.u.c.k do you want me to say? Yeah, I got turned on watching them make out, so I copped a feel and kissed her friend. In hindsight, I see how f.u.c.ked up it was, but I wasn't thinking, my d.i.c.k was in control," he says.

I go over to him and slam my hands down on the table, the smoke from my cigarette rising between us.

"Your d.i.c.k is always in control. You think the same s.h.i.t isn't going to happen to you that's happening to Brinley? It's going to, brother, and when it does, don't look to me for sympathy. Now I've got my girl p.i.s.sed at me for something I had nothing to do with. It's you and Brinley who f.u.c.ked up, and I'm the one she's p.i.s.sed at. How the f.u.c.k is that fair?" I say through clenched teeth. He shakes his head, letting out a sigh.

"I'm not p.i.s.sed at you," Kallie says. I spin around when I hear her voice. "I'm sorry. I had no idea, and I was so unfair to you."

I throw my smoke, go over to her, and pull her into my arms. She holds on tight, and I thank G.o.d that she didn't just leave.

"I'm sorry too. I shouldn't have gotten so p.i.s.sed at you, you didn't know," I whisper.

She shakes her head and looks up at me. "I didn't even give you a chance to explain, I just a.s.sumed," she softly says.

I kiss her sweet lips and hold her head against my chest.

"I owe you an apology, Kallie. I'm sorry," Blake says. She turns her head to the side so she can see him.

"Jax is right, you know. You're going to f.u.c.k up your modeling career if you keep this s.h.i.t up," she explains. He nods and goes into the house, leaving us alone.

I lead her over to the chair and sit down, pulling her on my lap. "You okay?" I ask, running my hands up her arms.

She lets out a sigh, and I know she has something to say.

"Jax, this is the kind of s.h.i.t that can happen with us, you know. It could ruin us both," she whispers.

I should have known she'd go there. She's been amazing about it this whole time.