“Well, I’m not one of those guys.” Fuck. The second the words were out of my mouth, I wanted to pull them back.Cliché.
The look on her face told me I was right. She raised her manicured eyebrows and pursed her pretty lips into a twist. She was about to say something when Claude interrupted. “Are you two ready to get started?” I gave her a look, and she smiled and nodded.
“Yes we are.” I tipped my chin to Rene. “What do you want us to do?”
He gave us some brief instructions, and every second the electricity between us was amplified. My pulse picked up, and my palms were sweating. Fuck, that was attractive. I quickly used the bathrobe that she had on the side and dried my hands before stepping back beside her. Taking a calming breath, I was back in action before she even realized I left. She smiled at me, and the last effort became pointless.
This had to be the most uncomfortable and intensely erotic experience of my life. Between my brother and father, I’d stayed away from women. Any girl I showed interest in, my brother stole, and my father couldn’t keep a woman to save his life. It turned me away from all females. Work and reading kept me busy.
“Action time,” Claude called out.
We stood with our profiles facing the camera, and I slid my hand across her cheek, cradling her face, tilting my head down and looking into her beautiful eyes. My other hand slid around her waist and pulled her close. I leaned down and breathed along her neck as if taking in the scent of the perfume, when really I was just breathing in her beautiful scent and natural odor mixed with her shampoo, and it wasn’t enough. Damn it, this pushed me to my limits.
As the camera clicked rapidly, I slowly pulled my face away and stared into her eyes. They were so gorgeous, a mix of honey brown and green, a pretty hazel that added to her beauty. There was a tender innocence in her eyes that made me wonder if she understood that I had dark intentions when it came to her.
To me, this shoot went from professional to personal the moment she crossed that threshold this morning. No—when her picture came across my phone. Everything changed in me, and I spent the night researching her, digging where I shouldn’t. Now I wanted to go places I shouldn’t, taste places I shouldn’t, violate parts of her that would turn that pretty blush on her face a deeper red.
“Slowly push her back so that she lands on the bed, gently. You have a rolling camera so that we can use it for a possible commercial as well. Make it look like you two are about to kiss.”
I looked at her to see if that was okay. “Don’t be afraid to tell me to fuck off. I’m going to be honest with you right now, Ava. You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and I’m doing my best not to kiss you.”
“Oh.” Her lips formed a perfect circle, and damn, did the dirty thoughts dance in my brain.
“So if you’d like to stop, that’s totally fine,” I grunted out.
“No. We can continue,” she whispered. She must have been sent here to torment me or as a fucking gift. Only time will tell.
My hands remained on her as our lips hovered over each other as I gently led her backwards. Slowly we moved until the back of her knees hit the edge of the bed. Her hands braced for the fall backward, but I slowly guided her down. My body hovered over hers with my thighs between hers. I really wanted to slide into her, my dick painfully hard as it pressed against my boxer briefs, stretching the material.
“Great, it looks good. Now breathe her in, pretend to take in the perfume on her skin and pepper kisses on her skin.” I glanced at her, silently asking for permission. She nodded, and then I dipped my head, enjoying the hidden wicked smile as I leaned down, kissing her jaw, running my nose along her pulse. She tilted her head to the side, allowing me more access and giving Claude a better shot. I moved lower, leisurely and methodically kissing between her breasts to her flat stomach. Her perfect legs were bent and her feet pressed flat on the bed.
“Caress her legs,” he ordered. Damn, he needed a bonus. I did it—not because he told me to, but because I’d lost my damn mind. My hands slid over her smooth thighs, and I reveled in the tender shiver of her body. A light gasp fell from her lips. I cupped the back of her knees and kissed above her mound. Ava moaned, arching her back.
“Damn, this is perfect. Keep going.”
“Ava,” I whispered against her heated body. She pressed my head down, gasping when my tongue dipped against her flesh. We were pushing boundaries, but I’d lost my mind. Her moans were all I could focus on. Her pussy was soaked with need and my mouth sat firmly against her wet hole that was only covered by the lace fabric. Growling, my tongue swiped at her and she pumped her hips. My dick strained against my clothes, begging to break-free.
“Wow, that’s hot. Now you slowly climb your way back up and then roll her over onto you.” I bit back a growl, biting her pussy once before kissing up her body. I wanted to pull her cups down and suck her nipples into my mouth and squeeze them under my hands, but I didn’t want anyone to see her naked.
“Ava, Ava,” I moaned as my mouth lingered around her shoulder. “You’re a bad girl.”
“Sorry,” she said so softly with her face full of embarrassment.
I shook my head. “No, I’m the one who is sorry,” I whispered, wondering if she felt the massive length in my pants. “I got hungry and couldn’t pass up a delicious treat.” Her lips parted, and I kissed them.
“Good. Keep the kisses gentle. Brush her hair away. Ava, slide your hand over his shoulder and down his back.” She followed his instructions and her thigh rubbed against my ass, pressing my hips harder against hers.
“I’m so glad we’re still clothed, or this is going to be x-rated really soon.”
“Is there something in this perfume?”
“I don’t believe so,” I grunted.
“Okay. Now, James, I want you to smirk and then quickly flip her onto you.” I followed his command and then she got on top of me, straddling my thighs, her tight pussy pressing firmly against my painfully hard cock. “Ava, lean down like you’re going to kiss him. Brush her hair away so I can get a good camera angle.” I cupped her jaw and then the back of her neck. She bent her arm and pressed her hand on my chest.
A rumble came from deep within me. “Yeah, this is more than I bargained for,” I muttered.
“Me too.” She smiled.
