Lovell, Cooper - Tessa's Highlander (Siren Publishing Classic) by Cooper Lovell Page B

locked away with a team to do her makeup and hair but he didn’t anticipate this effect. Her blonde-brown mane, which she normally wore in a loose, natural style, allowing her waves to behave as they wished, was now done in a way that, while not really all that different, brought out a primitive, wild look. There was height added at the crown of her head, and her waves had been coaxed into loose curls. A massive, untamed tumble surrounded her small face. Atop her head was a scarlet-red tiara-like crown that gave her a regal appearance that lent just a hint of the diabolical.
    Tessa’s face had also been transformed. She didn’t have on excessive makeup, but what had been applied made a huge difference. Gavan detested overly made-up women, but this was pure, wicked fantasy. The most dramatic effect was her eyes. Dark color had been applied above and below her eyes and looked kind of smudgy, giving her a smoky, sexy look that made his cock twitch. He’d brought that look out in her the night before, but that was in her bedroom with the lights low, for him alone. Now she stood in the light of day, people everywhere, and that same look had been nearly duplicated with some crayon for every man there to enjoy and draw upon for fantasy. The eye makeup also accentuated the silvery highlights in her eyes so they appeared icy and otherworldly.
    Her lips, surprisingly, hadn’t been colored with red like he’d, for some reason, expected. Instead, they had a nearly natural, almost sweet, light pink color. Quickly, though, he realized that the absence of red paint on her lips was anything but innocent when the shimmery gloss was applied. The resulting sheen brought to mind the shine that coated her lips when they were slick with his cum after she finished sucking him off that morning in the shower. The overall effect made Gavan sure of the purpose of makeup. Jesus, what the fuck is going on here? he thought to himself, and he surreptitiously adjusted his stance to make room for his growing cock. At least she’s not half naked . But when he looked closer, he saw that what he originally thought were pants were actually shiny, thigh high, black stiletto boots.
    On the surface, he hated seeing his sweet, beautiful little Tessa looking like she could rule the Underworld with a lift of her perfectly arched eyebrow, but his body was betraying him and reacting fiercely to her appearance. The whole effect made him realize he could make her look the same way without the use of makeup. He’d made her eyes shimmer, her cheeks flush with color, her lips plump and shine, and her soft skin glow by touching her, licking her, fucking her, and he wanted to take her right there and do it. The boots made her legs look impossibly long for such a tiny girl. He wanted her legs in those boots wrapped around his waist as he slammed his hard cock into her cunt, making her cry out his name and beg for more of him. The effort required to keep himself in check and not stride across the room, throw her over his shoulder, and carry her up the stairs to her room to fuck her brains out was making him sweat.
    The photographer poked his head through the sliding door between the inside and outside flurries of activity and shouted to Tessa that set one was ready for her. Gavan watched Tessa, who hadn’t noticed him sitting across the room, give the photographer a nod, and one of the women who had been upstairs with her said something that compelled Tessa to unfasten the button-down shirt. When the woman next to her pulled it from her arms, Gavan nearly passed out.
    She stood in a crimson velvet bustier with matching bottoms that were cut high up on her hips. The tight garment cinched her waist until it appeared to be so small that he believed he would be able to put a hand on each side and have his fingertips and thumbs overlap at her belly and her back. Her full, creamy breasts were pushed up so they looked like they might spill over the top if she took a deep