Runaway Groom (Groom Series Book 1) (English Translation)

Chapter 13

What the hell are you talking about Gulf? I erased those thoughts from my head. You just saw his lips upclose and you already forgot all the things he did? Now you're tempted?

I closed my eyes as I tried to control myself.

My body is starting to feel numb because of our position but it seems like the photographer is liking it that is why we had to do it for a longer time.

Not long after, I felt something hard on my stomach. I had to touch it out of curiosity because it was poking me. It was hard. What is this?

My eyes widened when I realized what it was. Shit!

Mew! You fucker!

He acted like my touch tickled him.

"Ahhhh," he moaned seductively.

Bloody hell!

I frowned at his reaction as I felt my face turn red. I'm pretty sure that I now look like a tomato.

"Why is your face red, Gulf? Is there a problem?" the director asked.

"Nothing. I just think it's hot," I lied.

"Do you need a break?"

I would like to take a break so that I could get myself away from this guy but I also thought that it would be convenient to finish this early. So no.

"No. I'm fine."

"Okay. Switch positions guys. Mew, be the one on top," the director commanded.

Thank God this would be over soon.

Mew quickly did what he was told to do. Now I'm the one below him.

I am not sure if the other people on the set noticed Mew's boner but I did not really want to think about it.

"Smile, Gulf," the photographer said.

How can I smile if the person on top of me is pissing me off? And why is he turned on?

Now that he's the one on top, I can feel his dick poking my stomach more.

I can tell that my face is now very red. Mew is able to maintain a straight look while my brows are now furrowed as we look at each other's face.

"Gulf, what's wrong?" the director who was starting to get annoyed asked.

"Nothing. Just please go on with the photos," I quickly said.

On this day, I failed. Never once was I called out by my clients about my performance. This was the first time!

The director requested us to make a new pose. This time, I had to lie on his stomach. Shit.

I glanced at the huge bulge below his stomach. Even if I can feel his abs at the back of my head, I couldn't stop myself but glance at the bulge on his pajamas.

I don't know if the people on the set have decided to just ignore his hard on because no one dared to mention it even if it was obviously noticeable now.

I gulped as I suddenly remembered the events inside the yacht, the private plane, and the small boat when I had the chances to meet his huge member upclose and personal.

And in that moment too, I felt something growing hard inside my pajamas.

Holy shit!

I couldn't take it anymore so I had to stand up and ask the director for a break.

Very disappointed with myself.

Kuya Dominic was about to approach me but I walked past him. I proceeded to the comfort room to wash my face.