Model Perfect

Chapter 16: The Confident Model

The next morning Arlo's arms are around my body. He held me all night long and kept me safe from the evil demons that try to take control of me. I roll over onto his chest and put my head next to his. Arlo kisses me, and it's an innocent kiss. The fact that he is still here must mean that he has some feelings for me too.

"Want me to bring you up some donuts and coffee? I have a few apples too if you want one?"

"Yeah, sure that sounds nice, babe."

Arlo didn't even notice that he's called me babe. He's half asleep and I don't make a big deal about it, at least not on the outside. My insides are fireworks and butterflies. Hunter never gave me a nickname. It was only until Rosa mentioned something to him, that he would on occasion. But not Arlo, he's called me that naturally and of his own accord.

I collect Arlo and my breakfast from the kitchen. I deliver it to him on an old tray we used for breakfast in bed on birthdays.

"This is nice. Thanks for getting this ready for me."

"Listen, Arlo last night I was drinking and said some things..."

"You don't have to explain yourself, Emma..." I cut off Arlo from being a gentleman.

"And I want to do the photo session today at my house. I know you have your camera in your car. You're school photographer after all."

He chokes on the coffee and donut I gave to him. He makes a fist and pounds his chest to make the food go down and not into the wrong pipe.

"Are you serious? You still want me...to take...nude photos of you?"

"Look, I know it's weird. But I need to do a practice session if I am ever going to go anywhere in this business. And I want to try one out...before I consider having surgery. I want a session without a scar in it. I usually don't know my photographers and I thought it would be nice to get comfortable with one that I do like. So will you please help me, Arlo?"

After listening to my speech, he nods. I've convinced him to do a nude photoshoot with me.

"I'm going to treat you like a professional then. Since I need to work on my cameramen skills. No matter how much I like you, today is nothing but professional. Also, I promise to not share these photos with anyone. We can burn them when we're done if you want."

"Thanks, Arlo. How do you want to start?"

"With a bikini shoot and then work our way down from there?"

I smile at his proposition. I go to my room and get ready while Arlo sets up his camera equipment.

I put on my little light blue bikini with the halter top straps. My heart is pounding that the man I like, is about to see all of me. It's a good thing no one is home and large hedge bushes are hiding my house from my neighbors.

"Are you ready, Arlo?" I ask coming back onto my lawn.

"Yeah, as ready as I'll ever be." His eyes find mine and he's already turning red.

"What should I do first?"

Arlo stands next to me and shows me a couple of posses involving my hands being above my head and touching my face. I lean into my body as he begins capturing different angles of my figure.

"Great, now chin down. Can you let one of your straps loose?" That's his professional way of asking me to strip. One of my breasts falls out and Arlo is still snapping the photos. The confidence I needed from this is starting to take over. My top is off and he is blushing. His eyes are stripping me, but he somehow remains professional about this entire session.

I take my bottoms off and I see the heat rise and fall on Arlo's forehead. I've aroused something in him, and it in turns me on a bit. I put my hands on the brick wall of my house and turn my head back to face Arlo. He's eye-f*****g me now, and it's when I realize that I want him for real. I never wanted Hunter like that, and these feelings scare me. A tightening sensation grabs at my crotch.

"Now smile, and look down. Have your head tilt into your shoulder a bit more. Perfect, you look beautiful, just like that."

He doesn't catcall or makes body jokes. He was honest with me when he said he would be professional about the whole photo session.

"Are we done?" I ask to clear the air of the s****l tension.

"Sure, feel free to put something on. I'll show these to you when you've put clothes on."

"How about we go swimming in my hot tub?" I ask while slipping my blue bikini back on.

"Sure, sounds good? I don't have a suit. Can I wear my boxers in there?"

"Yeah, just get in here."

Arlo follows me into the hot tub. His eyes burn into my female body. He's staring at my chest and then back at my eyes. Arlo sits back in the hot tub and relaxes. He pulls his arms around the rim of the hot tub and I swim over to cuddle him. I'm done hiding my feelings from him. He's rescued me on numerous occasions and has respected me during a nude photoshoot. That's the ultimate trust test and he's passed.

I swing a leg over Arlo. And he looks at me and has to adjust himself.

"Listen, Emma, I'm not trying to get with you if you aren't comfortable. My last relationship didn't go well. I'm not good at getting close to people. I'm not good at talking either."

"You said you'd always protect me. What did you mean by that?"

Arlo blushes and puts his arms around me. He rests his forehead on mine.

"It means, I'm falling for you, Emma Rhodes. I mean what I said, I will always protect you. You don't have to be afraid around me. It means I...I love you, Emma."

His words appear naturally out of his lips like poetry written by Shakespeare. We've so easily fallen for each other. That it's my turn to say something.

"I love you too, Arlo Finch."

I put my tongue in his mouth. We French kiss in the hot tub. I hear him moan a little bit and his hands trace every detail of my back. His lips crawl along the line of my cleavage. I get off Arlo and get out of the hot tub. I hand him a nearby towel and lead him to my bedroom.

"Emma, we don't have to...you know," Arlo says as I get on my bed.

"I want to," I reply.

Arlo smiles and kisses me again. I lie on my back and Arlo takes my bikini off. He slides my bikini bottoms and drops them onto the floor. He takes his boxers off, and that's when I realize we are two naked people in love in my room.

He plays with my breasts and makes me wet. He fingers me and licks my chest. After a while of foreplay, Arlo gets hard and he thrusts himself into me. He humps me over and over whole caressing every inch of me. He nips my ears and sucks on my ear lobes, he smells my hair and whispers that he loves me. They say actions speak louder than words, and right now I believe them. Arlo Finch not only loves me, but he's also been holding back all his emotions for me. I was too blind to see and too dumb to notice.

Arlo comes inside me. He holds me for a few minutes and tells me he loves me again. Arlo turns me over and

finds my eyes like he wants to ask me something.

"Do you want to be my girlfriend?"