We drift nearer, our naked legs brushing underwater. Electric sparks ignite where skin meets skin. My breath catches.
"Closer, you two!" says Marco, circling us with his camera.
Rio puts his arm around me.
When the photographer asks me to move my body, my hand accidentally brushes against something hard.
Rio's cock.
And it is fully, undeniably erect.
I yank my hand away as soon as I realize what I've accidentally touched, water splashing. But then I catch a glimpse of Rio's smirk.
"Trying to get a rise out of me, are you, Schoolmarm?" he says, his voice rough.
I glare at him, my face burning hotter than the steam room.
"Get used to it. Your'e my fiancée now," he murmurs, as the cameraman signals for us to kiss. "We're going to be together. A lot."
CHAPTER 15
RIO
“Smile, you two,” Antoine says, as Marco and Ben circle around us in the lagoon. “That’s it. That’s it.”
I follow Antoine’s stage direction without question. And with a better attitude than if I had been photographed alone.
There’s only so much encouragement about “making love to the camera” a rockstar can take.
But now, instead of a cold camera lens, I have a warm, living woman to tantalize.
And I’m even encouraged to put my hands on her curvaceous shoulders and cop a feel.
Of course, the eloquently spoken Antoine didn’t quite say it like that.
Yet I heard no objection, from Antoine anyway, when my hands edged close to Maddie’s erect nipples poking through the thin fabric of that swimsuit.
That surprised me.
That Maddie could get aroused so easily. I'd like to say my proximity had something to do with her very physical reaction.
Bet she imagined me teasing them erect with my tongue.
“Aren’t these enough photographs?” Maddie asks, breaking the spell.
“Almost,” Antoine says. “We need a few more. Rio, turn to a profile. Hold Maddie by her hips and lean in close. Like for a kiss.”
I obey. I lean in like a vampire about to bite her neck. Maddie yields to me like she's entranced.
Once again, my instinct was correct.
I love that prim, schoolmarm Maddie’s mesmerized by my touch. My hands slide down her waist.
Then they wander toward Maddie’s firm, round ass of their own volition.
The lagoon area is silent, save for the sound of the nearby waterfall and the soft clicking of Marco and Ben's cameras.
Man, Maddie feels good.
