Eve sucked in a long breath. She wasn’t sure at all. But she’d been thinking about this shoot for weeks—and, okay, so maybe she hadn’t expected the whole undressing part of the thing to get this wildly out of control, but she had a vision that she still very much wanted to see come to life. “Yes,” she exhaled. And then, more firmly, “I’m sure.”
Aspen pulled her hand away with a little pout. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.”
Eve bit her lip and nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She sank back on her heels as she watched Aspen pad back to the bed, and her lip slipped from her teeth with a whisper of a groan as she watched Aspen flop gracefully onto the center of the bed.
“All right.” Aspen picked her head up from the pillow and winked at her. “How would the artist like her model?”
Legs spread and screaming my name,Eve thought as she climbed somewhat unsteadily to her feet. She grabbed her camera with both hands and rubbed her thumbs up and down the back of the casing as she tried to figure out how to convey what she wanted. “Right arm extended off your side, hand at hiplevel.” Her heart beat like a bass drum in her chest as she neared the bed. “Right leg pulled up, knee bent, foot flat on the mattress so that your thigh hides your, um…”
“More x-rated parts?” Aspen smirked when Eve nodded, and added in a scholarly tone, “Because this is art.”
“Exactly,” Eve chuckled. Despite the state of her panties, their little shoot was still very much on the artistic side of the spectrum, but now that she was positioning Aspen in bed, lord knows how long that would last. She blinked and shook her head.Focus.“Head back on the pillow. Chin up…” Her stomach flipped at the way Aspen obeyed without hesitation. “Now…um, arch your chest.”
Aspen turned her head ever so slightly to look at her. “What should I do with my left hand?”
Eve thought for a moment before answering, “Whatever you want. If I see something I like or think of something different, I’ll let you know.”
“So this is okay?” Aspen checked as she started lightly caressing her stomach.
“So much better than okay,” Eve replied breathlessly as she focused her camera on the curve of Aspen’s fingers as they skated across her belly. “God, that’s so sexy, darling.”
“Feels good,” Aspen exhaled. “Would feel better if you were the one touching me, though.”
Eve’s breath left her in a rush as she watched Aspen tip her chin up even higher as her back bowed off the mattress so her only points of contact were hips and her shoulder blades. She was the absolute image of feminine pleasure, and…
Ah, fuck it.Eve dropped to a knee beside the bed and lifted her camera to be ready when it happened. “Grip the shit out of that duvet by your hip like you’re three seconds from coming.”
And goddamn if Aspen didn’t deliver like a fucking rockstar. A wholly indecent moan spilled from her lips as her forearm flexed and her chest lifted another three inches. “Christ, Eve.”
It was perfect.
She was perfect.
“God, I love you,” Eve whispered as she sank lower to focus on the space beneath Aspen’s curved back. The angle put the bedding and Aspen’s abdomen out of focus while her forearm remained perfectly taut and defined in the foreground. The effect was devastatingly erotic, and if her panties hadn’t been ruined before, they certainly would have been now. “So good, darling. Hold for me just a little longer…”
She pushed to a half crouch to capture the swell of Aspen’s breasts and the jut of her nipples before swinging her lens down to immortalize the way Aspen’s left hand was caressing her inner thigh. “You are so fucking sexy.”
“Eve…”
Aspen’s choked plea drew Eve’s focus higher once more, and she shifted to capture the way her eyes were squeezed shut and her mouth hung open as she gasped for air. She was moving quickly now, taking shot after shot before she even realized just what it was that she was capturing. “Yes, love?”
“You…” Aspen dragged her eyes open, and her throat bobbed as she sank back to the mattress. “Take your clothes off and get on this bed.”
Eve came a little at the husky, demanding tenor of Aspen’s voice, and her hands trembled as she dropped her camera and deftly stripped out of the slacks and button-up she’d worn to her lecture earlier that afternoon. Aspen’s left hand continued to drift up and down her inner thigh in the same idle, teasing caress as she watched her undress, and her hands trembled as she reached behind herself to unhook her bra. Her nipples tightened as the cool air of the room washed over her skin as her brafluttered to the floor, and then they tightened further as Aspen’s hot, hungry gaze swept over her bared chest like a caress.
“Lovely,” Aspen murmured.
Eve swallowed thickly, hyper-aware of the way Aspen’s eyes never left her as she worked her sodden panties down her legs and kicked them aside.
“Bed,” Aspen rasped.
Eve licked her lips and nodded. That was a fucking genius idea. She shivered at the feeling of her camera strap dragging roughly against her chest as she crawled onto the mattress, and arousal bloomed low in her belly when Aspen’s powerful legs spread wider to make room for her.
She found herself struck utterly breathless by Aspen’s beauty as she knelt between her thighs, her camera forgotten completely as she drank in the vision before her. She’d never known Aspen to be shy about her body, but there was something particularly erotic about the way she laid there with her legs spread, unabashed in her nudity. The play of her fingers along her thigh, drifting tantalizingly close to the sheen of arousal that coated the soft, full, pink folds at the apex of her legs but never making contact was especially erotic, and Eve’s tingled with an overpowering urge to touch, to tease, to pleasure. “Can I…?”
A small smile tipped Aspen’s lips as her hand stilled. “You can do whatever you want to me, beautiful.”
Eve was reminded of the camera draped from her neck when it bumped against her as she shifted closer, and she ran her lower lip between her teeth as she stroked the backs of her fingers along her stomach before picking it up.
