“Grab your tits for me again,” she instructed as she zoomed in on Aspen’s nipples. When Aspen’s hands were as she wanted them, she said, “Hold still.”
Aspen choked out a strangled laugh. “I can barely stand right now, but sure.”
“I believe in you,” Eve teased lightly.
“Glad one of us does right now,” Aspen muttered.
Eve smiled and shushed her gently as she snapped a few more pictures of Aspen’s breasts. When she was satisfied with what she’d captured, she stepped away and sank slowly back to her knees. “Okay, gorgeous. Lose the jeans. Slowly, though. I want you to tease me with it.”
She was glad she had her camera at the ready, because the image of Aspen cast in the shadows from the window, half undressed with her jeans hanging open on her hips and holding her breasts as she lifted her face to the ceiling in a clear prayer for strength was an image worthy of the Louvre.
The hunger that burned in Aspen’s eyes when they dropped to her sent a wave of arousal crashing between her thighs, and she swallowed thickly as she watched her caress the lines of her obliques with the backs of her fingers as she trailed her hands down her stomach.
“Like this?” Aspen purred.
“Shit,” Eve hissed. Her breaths sounded like thunder in her ears as Aspen tugged at the halves of her fly, stretching the gap open as wide as it could go.
Aspen’s answering smirk was unfairly sexy. “Nice to know I’m not the only one affected by this.”
Eve huffed a laugh. “Darling, I am absolutelysoakedright now.”
It was Aspen’s turn to swear softly, and her chest lifted and fell with a breath as she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her jeans.
Eve stared, utterly spellbound as Aspen worked her jeans lower at a glacial pace, and only snapped out of it when Aspen reminded, “Camera, beautiful. Unless this is a ploy to get me to model again.”
“I would definitely not be opposed to that,” Eve murmured.
“Me neither,” Aspen confessed softly.
Eve drew a shaky breath and lifted her camera to track Aspen’s progress through the viewfinder. The restricted view made it a little easier to stay focused, and she bit her lip as she zoomed in on the way Aspen’s jeans bunched in the web of her right hand. The contrast of her tanned forearm and the half-sleeve of winding vines and flowers that adorned it against the white bedding behind her was particularly striking, and Eve mewled softly under her breath as she pressed her finger to the shutter button.
Her heart pounded in the base of her throat as she realized Aspen was fully exposed through the open vee of her fly, and she held her breath as she snapped a few quick shots before letting the breath go in a rush.
Aspen was clearly enjoying the effect she had on her, because there was a distinct note of amusement beneath the smoke in her voice as she teased, “Okay over there?”
“Fine,” Eve insisted. “Turn around, please.”
Fuck if the temperature didn’t jump at least a hundred degrees when Aspen spun slowly in place to give her an absolutely stunning view of her ass.
“Is this what you want?” Aspen murmured, her voice shadowed and textured like crushed velvet as she pressed her ass back toward Eve.
“God, so much,” Eve whimpered as she snapped a quick half-dozen pictures of Aspen’s glorious behind half-out of her jeans. Her nipples tightened as she watched Aspen push the jeans lower, lower, lower until they were fully below her ass, and she considered it a minor miracle that her voice didn’t crack when she said, “Hold there.”
Aspen’s hands flexed as she obediently froze where she was, and before Eve could even give the instruction, she tilted her hips up and back to present herself more fully to Eve’s hungry gaze.
“Fucking perfect,” Eve moaned as she captured the glorious perfection of Aspen’s ass for posterity.
“Eve…”
Eve licked her lips. “Take them off.”
“Thank fuck,” Aspen groaned as she immediately shucked the jeans and kicked them aside. A fresh wave of arousal crashes between Eve’s thighs as Aspen turned to face her, and her breath caught as their eyes locked. Aspen’s hands flexed at her sides and her chest lifted with a breath as they stared at each other. She opened her mouth as if to say something before cutting herself off with a small shake of her head as she stalked toward where Eve was kneeling. Despite the hunger shining in her dark, dark eyes, her husked, “Now what?” was softer than a springtime breeze.
This close, Eve couldsmellhow wet Aspen was, and she reached out to caress Aspen’s thigh with her left hand as she instinctively leaned closer to the source of the intoxicating scent.“I…” Her voice trailed off as Aspen’s fingers carded through her hair, and a plaintive whimper spilled from her lips when Aspen’s hips rocked ever so slightly toward her mouth. She licked her lips once, twice, as she tried to get herself under control, and then blew out a rough breath when she failed spectacularly. “I’m going to need you to get on the bed now,” she said slowly, as it felt like she had to find each word and drag it out of her mouth in turn.
Her eyes fluttered as Aspen’s hand drifted from her hair to caress her jaw before hooking the tip of her index finger beneath her chin to coax her eyes higher. She clenched as she was met with an arched brow and sinfully dark eyes that promised all manner of pleasure if she just asked.
“Are you sure about that?”
