He fumbles with the laptop to turn it off, but instead, he forwards the video, revealing more clips of me that he’s spliced into some sort of mini movie. All he needs is a few transitions and some background music and he’s got himself a trailer with my ass as the lead.
“You like to film me, Noel?”
“Fuck. No. I left the camera running, and you were in the background.” He swallows and drops the towel. He’s changed into grey jersey shorts that lie low on his waist, showing me his happy trail.
I hit the Pause button, freezing a closeup of my breasts. “Just in the background, huh?” I bite my lip, waiting for his response. Lightning cracks outside the window, but the air between us is already electrically charged. One touch from him and I might combust on the spot.
He runs a hand over his face. “Shit. Glory, I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”
“Soooo, you do like to film me?” My voice shakes and I swallow the increased saliva in my mouth. My skin itches even though I’m soaked from head to toe.Please say yes.Just one signal that he’s attracted to me as much as I am him is all I need.
“Fuck, yes,” he rasps out. “You got me.” He scratches the stubble on his jaw, his stomach tenses and his chest lifts with each ragged breath, matching my own rapid breathing.
I can’t contain my smile as it unfurls from my lips. “In that case, let me give you something worth filming.” My trembling hand moves over my drenched dress until I reach the buttons at my chest. I pop the top one and his blue eyes turn silver, sparkling with anticipation as I pop another button.
“You’re gonna want to film this, Noel.” I nod to the camera set up on a tripod and he turns it on. “Is it rolling?”
With a lax jaw, he nods, watching the screen as he lifts the camera from the tripod.
I undo another button, exposing my white bra, but he’s already seen the pattern of the lace through the wet fabric of my dress.
Knowing he’s been watching me gives me some sort of empowerment trip. He likes what he sees. I want him to do more than watch, but for now, I’ll let him film me, direct me as if he’s making his own porn video—and I’m going to enjoy being the star.
NOEL
My dick grows under my shorts. These grey sweats leave nothing to the imagination, but I think she wants me hard, the way she’s slowly teasing me with the buttons of her dress. I don’t know how much more of this I can take when every inch of me wants to tear it from her skin already.
She keeps going, popping each button until she’s opening it up like a present. “Direct me, Noel. What do you want me to do?”
Words clog in my throat. I can’t fucking think straight, let alone speak.
Her hand trails down her curved stomach and teases the elasticated band of her white panties. A growl vibrates through my lips and my cock thickens some more.
“You like to film me, Noel?”
“Yesss,” I hiss through my teeth, my finger pressing the zoom button, zoning in on her hand, stroking her nipple over the white lace bra. “You’re such a tease.”
“I like you watching me. Tell me what you want me to do. I’m yours to direct.”
I suck in the air through my clenched teeth. Every muscle fighting to stay put and not ravish her where she stands. “Take your dress off completely.”
She shrugs it from her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor like the sound of a wet towel hitting the wood.
“Touch yourself. I want to see your tits. Show me those perky little nipples.” I watch through the lens as she pulls her tits from the lace and lets them hang over the top of the fabric and wire. Two iced buns with red cherries on top are waiting for me to take a bite of her forbidden fruit.
Fuck. Her brother be damned. If Gray kills me, at least I'll go out with a bang. Nothing can stop me now. She tweaks her nipples between her thumb and index finger as if tuning in a radio.
“Slip your hand inside your panties and tell me how wet you are.” She does as I ask, and I growl again. My hand mimics hers as I rub my cock over my shorts. “That’s it. Such a good little tease.”
She sits on the corner of the bed, rolls her hips, and circles her fingers inside her panties. A moan escapes her and I feel the head of my cock chafe against my shorts. Beads of cum cause a dark-grey patch to form as I rub my palm faster over my shorts. “Is my little tease wet?”
She moans, moving her hand lower and spreading her legs wider on the bed. “So wet for you, Noel. I’m always wet for you. You don’t know it, but you gave me my first orgasm.”
My eyes widen as I gulp down the flood in my mouth. “Damn. I had no idea.” I realise I’m still watching through the screen when the real thing is getting off right in front of me.
Placing the camera back on the tripod, I stalk the few steps towards her and kneel. My trembling hands glide up her legs, and I can smell her arousal as I bring my face between her thighs. “Show me how wet you are.” I tug at her panties, unable to control myself any longer. I yank the lace down her legs.
The fabric falls to the floor as she gasps, but doesn’t protest when I bury my face in her heat.
