He grabbed his camera and started taking pictures so he wouldn’t grab her, make short work of that excuse for a dress and slide inside her. He worked hard to ignore the urge to fuck the hell out of her. Ten damn days. God. What had he been thinking?
“Nice.” He moved around her, knowing all the right angles to use. “Now stop smiling. Smolder.”
“Really?”
“Did I stutter?”
“You’re such a pain. Fine.”
Her sensual pout worked.Reallywell. He ignored his erection and continued to take pictures. “Now put your arms over your head.” Her breasts looked even larger against the sheer dress. The points of her nipples stood out, and the dark shadow of her areolas mesmerized him. “Beautiful. Hold for me.”
She did. A natural model, perhaps because she was an artist herself, she did exactly what he said without protest as he continued to shoot. “Now something a little…spicier.”
She raised a brow but didn’t otherwise move.
“Spread your legs wide. Let me see that pussy.”
She blinked at him, then grinned. “Oh. So this was just a ploy to get me down here for sex. Or are you into naked pictures of your models?”
“Nope. Just you.” He watched her slowly spread her legs. He kept himself hidden behind the camera when he really wanted to declare how he felt, then make love to her for hours.
She ran her hands up her thighs as he took her photo. Then she toyed with her pussy, and the moisture there enthralled him.
“I’m wet for you, Dex.”
His breathing sounded overly loud among the electronic blips of his camera.
“So hungry for a big cock. Wherever will I find one?” She ran her hands up her belly to her breasts, and he continued to photograph her. “Ever thought about some private videos?”
“Of us together? Hell yeah.” He moved closer, zooming in on her breasts. Her pussy. Her mouth. He continued to take pictures, knowing no one but him would ever see these. Art be damned. Maya belonged to him alone.
“Hmm. Want to make a movie now?”
He moved the camera away and stared at her. Like a succubus come to life, she lay there tempting him with each breath. “You’d let me film us?”
“Why not? I’m not embarrassed of my body.”
Or much else.“I’m not either.” He didn’t feel himself putting the camera down until it clunked on a nearby table.
She smiled at him. “Got a tripod?”
“Yeah.” He continued to stare at her, taken with her smooth, sexy body.
“Dex, go get it.”
He jolted and fetched the tripod. After setting up the camera and noting the angle, he readjusted the field of view until he had her centered.
“Now come here and fuck me.”
“On our date?”
“We’re boyfriend and girlfriend, now, remember? It’s okay to make naughty films.”
Christ, but he wanted this. His two loves bound together. Photography and Maya. But this would be breaking a cardinal rule in dealing with the woman.
He stared at her as he removed his clothing.
Her sly grin boasted more than satisfaction at coming out the victor. She looked aroused as well. She toyed with her pussy while she waited, and he noted her heavy breathing and slick fingers.
