Page 4 of Choosing Me

“Hey there,” Calvin says, his eyes bright.

“Hi, man. I’m Parker, the new guy.”

“It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m one of the omegas you’ll be filming with today. Ryder is still hanging around somewhere, probably bugging the camera man.”

They make their introductions and I try not to literally spontaneous combust on the spot. Calvin’s hair is down, the bottom of it still wet. A drop of water falls from a strand and I can’t pull my eyes away as it slides down the side of his neck. What a beautiful neck it is. It’s not often I let my alpha hindbrain get the better of me but I can’t stop the thought of burying my face against his throat and leaving my warm alpha scent all over him. I wonder if he’ll let me do just that on our date this weekend.

“Thanks again for the tour, Wilson,” Parker says, pulling me from my inner thoughts. My eyes snap up to Calvin’s and I barely keep in a groan at being caught staring. His little smirk tells me he knows exactly what I’m thinking about. Fuck my actual life.

“No worries, Parker. I’m happy to help. You guys have a fun time,” I say before pausing, my cheeks flame. “Jesus Christ,” I murmur under my breath, pinching the bridge of my nose. “You know what I mean. Whatever.”

I walk away as the two snicker in amusement, contemplating my entire existence and already beginning to fret about this upcoming date.

Chapter Three

Calvin

The hot waterruns down my body and I let out a long sigh, feeling my muscles releasing their tension and slowly relaxing. Normally, a shoot like this wouldn’t be too hard on me. It was pretty straight forward with basically no acting involved but I’m still mentally exhausted. And that’s nothing compared to the throb that’s radiating from my ass.

I had a hard time focusing today, my mind too busy thinking of the homework waiting for me back home, the excitement of finally inviting Wilson into my bed, and the fact that I was shooting with another omega. Sometimes in porn, you have to fake the details. As much as I love Ryder, his omega flavored scent was throwing me off. Hopefully that doesn’t show in the final product.

That’s without even touching the fact that once again I was playing some submissive, horny omega begging for a knot. God, I cannot fuckingwaitfor this weekend so I can finally get the thing I’m craving so badly. I desperately want to have an alpha under me. He’ll be completely at my mercy and if I’m feeling kind, I’ll even let him come once I’ve gotten my fill.Hewill be the one begging, not the other way around.

I run my fingers through my hair, getting the shampoo all out. I bury my face under the warm water one final time before turning the water off. It’s been a long day and all I wanna do is go home and take a fucking nap.

“Hey,” Parker murmurs as I walk into the changing area of the locker room, opening my locker and rummaging around for my clothes. His eyes are filled with so much regret it makes my stomach sink. Poor guy didn’t have the best first day at the studio. “Sorry again for before. Ipromise, nothing like that will ever happen again.”

I put on an easy going smile, trying to put Parker at ease as best as I can. “It happens,” I tell him seriously. “I know you didn’t do it on purpose. Jeremy wanted a very specific shot for this one and we both signed up to try it. It’s not your fault you just pulled a little too hard and popped the cork instead of just stretching the rim.”

Parker wrinkles his nose. “Pop the cork? Really?”

“What?” I ask with a chuckle. “I was trying to be less blunt than you ripped your knot out of my ass before you were supposed to.”

“Okay, I see your point. Popping the cork is better.”

We both laugh and it feels so goddamn surreal that this is my real life, that this is a real conversation I’m currently having with my co-worker. Life is fucking weird. Then again, I wouldn’t have it any other way. I can’t imagine having a boring 9 to 5 job.

“Have you met Derek?” Parker shakes his head, his dark hair flopping over his forehead. “Come on, I’ll show you to his office. He’s our in-office physical therapist. He also gives brain melting massages after we film.”

“This place is like a dream come true,” Parker tells me with a wide smile. “I used to mostly cam with the surprise special guest once in a while. I’d find people who were popular and not exclusive anywhere, wine and dine them, and then sold tickets like a pay per view event. I enjoyed it but not gonna lie, it’s kinda nice to film with the same group. And that’s without thinking about all the perks that come with working here.”

“Harrison came from camming as well,” I say, opening the locker room door and showing Parker out. “I never got into that. I always felt weird being all alone on screen, prefer the banter of having a partner.”

“I get that. At first it was weird but once I started having regular viewers it was more about conversing with them, making them feel special and shit. Howdidyou get into this? If you don’t mind talking about it.”

“I don’t mind at all,” I tell him, walking down the hall. “I kinda fell into it, if I’m being completely honest. I’ve been friends with Jeremy and Bryce for a while and one night we got to talking about random shit. One thing led to another and the next thing I know I’m thinking about joining their new studio.”

“Just like that?”

I look over at him and shrug. “I figured why the fuck not, ya know? It pays really well while I’m going to school. It lets me meet new people.” I wiggle my brows at him, making him snort. “I don’t like to be tied down so this job does a fantastic job at repelling any type of alpha I wouldn’t wanna be with anyway.”

“Sounds solid to me.”

“Here we are.” I walk through the open door, finding Ryder on his front on Derek’s table. Derek looks up and smiles.

“Hey, guys. I’m just finishing up with Ryder. Which of you wanna go next?”

“I vote for Parker. Gotta break in the new guy.”

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