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  Abruptly remembering the reason they were there was to do the photo shoot, Liz opened her mouth to call Godiva back, but Kent stopped her.

  “It’s okay,” he said, dropping his hand. “We’ve got enough for the calendar.”

  Chapter Two

  “Oh.” Liz couldn’t hide her disappointment as Kent got to his feet. “I was having so much fun, I was hoping you’d need to take some more.”

  He regarded her in silence for a moment, then gave her a lazy grin. “Just because we have enough for the calendar, that doesn’t mean I can’t take a few more shots. And if you like any of them better than the others, I can just Photoshop Godiva in later.”

  Liz caught her lower lip between her teeth as she considered his offer. The photography studio was donating their services to the shelter, so she really shouldn’t take up any more of his time. On the other hand, it wasn’t every day she got to have her picture taken by such a hot guy.

  “Okay,” she said. “But only if you’re sure you don’t mind.”

  His mouth quirked. “Mind taking pictures of a gorgeous woman like you? It’s a tough job, I admit, but someone’s gotta do it.”

  She laughed, her cheeks coloring at the compliment. God, this guy knew exactly what to say to a girl.

  Kent dropped to one knee in front of her, camera at the ready. “Okay, now that Godiva’s out of the room, show me your best sultry look.”

  Liz wasn’t exactly sure she knew how to do sultry, but she decided to give it her best shot. Putting her hands on the floor in front of her, she leaned forward to flash him a little more cleavage and gazed at him from beneath lowered lashes.

  He immediately began snapping pictures. “Oh yeah, that’s what I’m talking about. Work it.”

  She giggled at the words, unable to help herself.

  He came out from behind the camera to give her a curious look. “Why’d you stop? That was perfect.”

  “I’m not so sure sultry is a good look for me,” she told him.

  “I beg to differ. And so does the camera. But if you don’t believe me, do the same thing and this time check yourself out on the monitor.”

  Hoping she didn’t look as silly as she felt, Liz struck the same pose, then glanced at the monitor after he’d snapped the picture. What she saw made her do a double take. With her full lips parted, her blue eyes half hidden underneath a thick fringe of dark lashes, and the tops of her lace-covered breasts peeking out enticingly from her silk robe, not only didn’t she look silly, she looked like the very definition of sultry. That thought sent another current of excitement shooting through her pussy.

  “Beautiful,” Kent said. “Now let your robe slip off your shoulders a little for me.”

  Liz did as he asked, waited for him to take a picture, then impulsively lifted her hair up with her free hand and blew him an air kiss over her bare shoulder.

  He chuckled. “That’s it. Show me some more. Have fun with it.”

  She dropped her hand, letting her hair fall down her back as she shifted positions. Lying over on her hip, she leaned forward to give him a sexy come-hither look. As she did, the robe slid down to her elbows, completely exposing her lace-trimmed bra to the camera and the man behind it. Kent’s low groan of approval was all the encouragement she needed to keep going. Rolling onto her back, she propped herself up on her elbows and lifted one bare leg high in the air.

  “Hold that pose,” Kent said as he snapped more pictures. “Very nice.”

  Forgetting all about her earlier comment to Godiva about not showing anything more than some leg and a little bit of shoulder, Liz found her hands going to the belt of her robe. But then she hesitated. Did she dare? The bra and matching panties she was wearing might be on the skimpy side, but they weren’t much different than a bikini, and she did that on a regular basis. Besides, posing for some racy pictures was pretty dang fun. Like her own personal glamour shoot.

  Lips curving into a naughty smile, Liz slowly untied the belt and let the robe fall away to give Kent and his expensive high-tech digital camera a good, long look at her scantily clad body. From his sharp intake of breath, she had the feeling he liked what he saw.

  Rolling onto her side to face him, she braced herself on her elbow and drew her top leg up. As Kent captured the pose with his camera, she glanced over at the monitor and was pleased to see how hot she looked. While she’d always been fairly confident about her body, seeing herself like this made her feel even sexier. She’d recommend this to any girl looking to improve her self-image. Catching her lower lip between her teeth, she turned her attention back to Kent and gave him a provocative look.

  “Oh yeah, that’s it,” he said. “Make love to the camera.”

  Liz hadn’t thought of what she was doing as making love to the camera, but the words made her pussy quiver even more between her legs. She wondered if it was the idea of posing like a centerfold model she found arousing, or whether it was doing it in front of a guy as smokin’ as Kent. As she sat up, she decided it was a little of both.

  Wondering just how naughty she should get with the racy little photo shoot, Liz slowly ran her finger down her cleavage, then cupped her satin-covered breasts in her hands. Her nipples hardened beneath the material at her touch, and she had to stifle a little moan. God, how she wanted to take off her bra and just give them a squeeze. The urge was too powerful to resist and she found herself reaching around to unclasp her bra. Once her fingers found the hooks, however, she hesitated, unsure whether to continue. But then she caught the glint of anticipation in Kent’s eyes and her pulse quickened with excitement. She knew right then she wasn’t going to stop.

  Unhooking the clasp, she slowly pushed first one strap, then the other off her shoulder. Rather than take off her bra right away, though, she crossed her arms over her breasts, then leaned forward just enough to tease Kent a little bit more before the big reveal.

  Kent moved closer, his finger clicking the shutter button furiously. “Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”

  “I’m sure.” She threw one shoulder forward and gave him a pretty pout. “Why do you ask?”

  “Because you know exactly how to seduce the camera.”

  Liz suddenly realized she had forgotten all about the camera. At some point, this had become about seducing the man behind it. She wondered if it was working. Deciding there was only one way to find out, she slowly let the bra fall away to reveal her bare breasts.

  Kent lowered the camera to stare at her. “Damn,” he breathed.

  She gave him a coy look and crossed her arms over her chest again. “Too much for a first photo shoot?”

  The corner of his mouth edged up as he went back to taking pictures. “Not at all.”

  “Well, in that case…”

  Letting the words trail off, Liz slowly uncrossed her arms and cupped her breasts. She took each rosy red nipple between a thumb and forefinger and gave them a firm squeeze. Little tingles of pleasure zipped through her and she gasped.

  “God, that’s hot,” Kent said.

  The husky words made her pussy spasm. Wanting to see just how hot she really did look, she glanced over at the monitor and was amazed to see she not only looked sexy, but wanton as hell.

  “Lean back on your hands for me and cross one knee over the other,” Kent instructed.

  She did as he asked, lazily swinging her top leg back and forth. “Like this?”

  “Exactly like that.”

  Liz waited until he’d snapped a few pictures of that pose before stretching out one leg in front of her and drawing the other up. As she did, she felt moisture between her thighs and realized her panties were damp with her arousal. If she slipped her hand inside them, she knew she’d be sopping wet.

  So, what’s stopping you?

  Throwing the camera a look that would make a Playboy model proud, she hooked her thumb in her skimpy bikini panties and slowly pushed them down over the curve of her hip. Although she couldn’t see Kent’s eyes behind the camera, she co
uld tell from his sharp intake of breath that he approved of the direction the photo shoot was heading. Pretty thrilled with it herself, she continued to slowly inch her panties lower and lower until they were banded around her thighs. Then she pushed them even lower.

  She wondered if Kent could tell how excited this little naughty photo session was making her. The idea that he might know was more of an aphrodisiac than she would have thought possible. Before she even realized what she was doing, she closed her eyes and slid her hand between her legs to run her fingers over the folds of her pussy. Good heavens, she was soaking wet. Her clit throbbed, begging for her touch, and this time she didn’t even try to stifle the moan that escaped her lips. Unable to help herself, she began to make little circles round and round her clit.

  “Do you have any idea how much of a turn-on that is?”

  At the sound of Kent’s voice, Liz opened her eyes to discover that he was no longer taking pictures, but was instead watching her every move, his dark eyes hot with lust. The reminder she had an audience only made the act of pleasuring herself that much hotter.

  Her gaze went to the hard-on clearly visible in the front of his jeans and her lips curved into a sexy smile. The hell with playing coy any more. She wanted him. “Why don’t you come over here and show me?”

  Liz didn’t know who was more surprised by the words, she or Kent. She normally didn’t proposition men she’d just met. On the contrary, she liked to take things nice and slow. But tonight she seemed to have shrugged off her inhibitions along with her robe. Besides, she’d been attracted to the handsome photographer from the moment she met him and right now, she couldn’t think of anything she wanted to do more than feel his hard body pressed up against hers.

  Kent stood gazing down at her for so long, though, Liz was half afraid he wasn’t going to take her up on her offer. After a moment, however, he set down the camera and stepped up on the dais. Her pulse quickened as he dropped to one knee beside her. She waited for him to say something, but instead, he slid his hand in her long hair and bent his head to kiss her.

  His mouth was gentle and yet firm on hers, and she let out a breathy little sigh as their tongues met and intertwined. Eager to find out if he really was as well built as she thought, she ran her hands up the front of his chest. To her delight, he was hard and solid beneath the navy blue T-shirt, and she let her fingers glide over each muscle appreciatively. She always did have a thing for guys who worked out.

  Kent dragged his mouth away to look down at her, his dark eyes hungry. “I’ve wanted to do that since you walked in the door.”

  “What took you so long?” she asked softly.

  He kissed her again before answering. “The photographer’s code of ethics.”

  Her brow furrowed. “There’s a code of ethics for photographers?”

  Another kiss. “Sure. You’ve never heard of it?”

  She had a sneaking suspicion he was putting her on, but she didn’t call him on it. Instead she just shook her head and pressed her mouth to his. “No.”

  “I’m surprised. It’s very strict.” He drew her lower lip into his mouth and suckled on it. “The code wasn’t the only thing that kept me from kissing you, though.”

  She moaned as he teased her lips with featherlight kisses. “It wasn’t?”

  “No. I wasn’t sure if there was a boyfriend in the picture or not.”

  “There isn’t.”

  “Good.”

  “What about you? Is there a girlfriend in the picture?”

  “No girlfriend. I’m a free agent.”

  “Good.”

  He captured her mouth with his in another scorcher of a kiss before she could reply and by the time he lifted his head a few moments later to trail a path of kisses along the curve of her jaw, she forgot what she’d been going to say. As he kissed his way down her neck, she tilted her head to the side, giving him an all-access pass to wherever he wanted to go. The angle put her in the perfect position to see the monitor and the last picture Kent had taken of her. In it, she was leaning back, her eyes closed, her lips parted, her hand between her legs as she pleasured herself.

  “Does seeing yourself like that turn you on?”

  Liz dragged her gaze away from the monitor to look up at him, a blush coloring her cheeks. “A little. Does that make me kinky?”

  “Maybe. But I like kinky.” He kissed her long and hard. “Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be right back.”

  Kent was on his feet before Liz could even ask where he was going and she watched curiously as he picked up the digital camera he’d been using and set it on a tripod. She frowned, wondering if he was going to take more pictures. She was about to ask him when he walked over and dropped to one knee beside her again.

  “I put the camera on auto so it’ll snap pictures the whole time,” he explained before she could ask. “That way you can watch everything we do.”

  Her gaze went to the monitor and she watched in fascination as the picture changed every few moments while the camera captured them. It was like their very own private porno shoot. Her pussy spasmed at the naughty notion. When had she turned into such a bad girl?

  Liz gave Kent a slow, sexy smile. “Then let’s put on a show for the camera.”

  Pushing herself to her knees beside Kent, she slid her hands underneath his shirt and shoved it up. He reached over his head and helped pull it off the rest of the way, tossing it aside and leaving his magnificent chest bare to her hungry gaze. She stared in appreciation, taking in his six-pack abs and well-defined pecs, and wondering again why the heck he spent his time behind the camera instead of being in front of it. Damn, he was built.

  She ran her hands over the smooth muscles of his chest and over his broad shoulders, sighing at the way they flexed beneath her touch. She couldn’t remember the last time she had sex with a guy just because he was hot. The thought of having his hard cock inside her practically had her panting with need and she wrapped her hand around the back of his neck to pull him down for a kiss. This time, she took the lead, plunging her tongue into his mouth to seek out his.

  Kent made a sound deep in his throat. Sliding one hand in her hair, he gently cupped her breast in the other. Liz moaned against his mouth as he took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger and gave it a little squeeze. She’d always had sensitive nipples, but tonight they seemed even more receptive to touch. Or maybe Kent just knew how to make love to them better than any other man she’d been with. She could have him do that all night long.

  Which was why she almost protested when he took his hand away. But then she realized he had only stopped playing with her breasts so he could gently lower her to the floor.

  He gazed down at her, taking in every inch of her naked body. “God, you’re beautiful.”

  The compliment warmed Liz all the way to the tips of her toes. She would have thanked him, but Kent had already leaned forward to slowly kiss his way up the inside of her outstretched leg. She licked her lips in anticipation as he got closer and closer to her pussy. But to her surprise, he moved right past her nether regions and zeroed straight in on her breasts again, cupping them in both of his hands. She gasped as he closed his mouth over the same nipple he’d been playing with before. So, he was a breast man was he? Her lips curved into a smile. She should have known from the way his eyes had been glued to them during the photo shoot.

  She glanced over at the monitor as he suckled on her nipple, unable to believe how sexy it looked. She’d stolen the occasional quick look in the bedroom mirror during sex with other men before, but this was even hotter.

  Liz moaned, lifting her hand and burying her fingers in his dark hair as he swirled his tongue round and round the stiff little peak. But while what he was doing felt exquisite, it was also enough to almost drive her insane and she wasn’t sure whether to be relieved or dismayed when he finally lifted his head. Before she could decide, he bent to take her other nipple in his mouth and lavish it with the same attention, driving her crazy all over agai
n.

  When he was finally done feasting on her breasts, he slowly kissed his way down her tummy to her belly button. He made lazy little circles around the indentation with his tongue before dipping it inside. She’d never had a man do that before, but at the shiver of pleasure that ran through her, she decided she just might have discovered a whole new erogenous zone.

  Liz forgot all about her belly button as Kent made his way lower, however. Her breathing quickened as he got closer and closer to the juncture of her thighs. Something told her he knew exactly how to go down on a woman. And if his tongue felt even half as good on her pussy as it had on her breasts, then she was going to be in for one mind-blowing orgasm.

  Cupping her ass in his hands, Kent lifted his gaze to hold hers for one long, breathtaking moment before he bent to slowly run his tongue along the slick folds of her pussy. Liz moaned, her eyes automatically going to the monitor again. Seeing picture after picture of Kent’s dark head buried in her pussy made the act of oral sex even more erotic and she couldn’t have taken her eyes off the screen if she tried.

  Kent didn’t lick her clit right away, but focused his attention on her pussy lips, teasingly running his tongue up first one side, then the other until she was so aroused she was sure she thought she would explode by the time he finally licked her clit. She was just wondering if he was ever going to take mercy on her when he put his warm mouth on the plump little nub.

  Liz caught her breath.

  As if to drive her even wilder, he flicked her clit with quick, featherlight caresses before finally making slow, deliberate circles around it. She arched against him, her fingers finding their way into his hair again as she began to rotate her hips.

  “Oh God,” she breathed. “Just like that. Don’t stop.”

  Kent let out a groan and tightened his hold on her ass cheeks, his tongue more firm as he continued to lap at her clit. He kept it slow and steady, building her higher and higher with every passing minute. When her orgasm finally hit her, it started right at her clit, then spread throughout her whole body until she was trembling all over.