Chapter 8Ryan had been lying, or at least exaggerating, about the “stupid poses and ridiculous props,” because the photos were deeply erotic. Ryan had been two hours at home getting showered and changed and once they were in the studio, he handed Harley a glossy magazine before going to the red satin bed.
Harley turned the page and perused the table of contents. There he was, pages twenty to twenty-four, Ryan Morgan. Harley’s fingertips were a little damp as he flicked through the magazine and, while Ryan stripped across the room, looked at the sexiest pictures he’d ever seen in his life.
Page twenty had Ryan stretched out naked full length on a bed, face down. Looking into the camera and leaning on his arms, his face dominated it, his eyes huge and violet-blue. While looking down the le
