Erotic Exposure Page 3

  Liz tried to keep her eyes on the monitor while she was coming, but that quickly became impossible as she writhed beneath his tongue. Giving up on the visual, she closed her eyes, threw back her head, and gave in to the pleasure as Kent coaxed one breathtaking climax after another out of her until she was completely dizzy. It felt so good, she didn’t ever want him to stop.

  But then at some point the sensations became too intense and she tightened her grip on his hair, urging him up. Although he stopped licking her, he didn’t lift his head. Instead, he pressed tender kisses to the inside of one trembling thigh, then the other, before looking up at her.

  She gazed down at him from beneath half-lowered lashes. She had been with guys who were good at licking pussy, but that had to be the best oral sex she’d ever had in her life. This guy was an artist with his tongue. While her clit might be satisfied, however, her pussy was still aching with a need that almost bordered on desperation. And only one thing was going to satisfy that yearning.

  “I need to have you inside me,” she begged.

  Kent didn’t reply, but simply got to his feet and tugged open his belt, then unbuttoned his jeans. She felt her pulse quicken as she waited for him to undress. With an upper body as gorgeous as his, the rest of him had to be just as mouthwatering, she was sure. When he finally shoved down his jeans to reveal long, well-muscled legs, she was thrilled to discover she was right. But as fascinated as she was with his well-toned legs, it was the sizeable bulge in the front of his boxer briefs that held her attention, and she caught her breath when his hard cock finally came into view. He was bigger than any guy she’d ever been with, and as she watched him roll on the condom he’d grabbed from the pocket of his jeans, she could only imagine how glorious he was going to feel inside her. Her pussy throbbed in anticipation. She was going to find out soon enough.

  It occurred to Liz then she should probably compliment his body like he had complimented hers, but by the time she opened her mouth, Kent had already joined her on the floor again. He obviously didn’t want to waste any time. That was fine with her. There would be time for compliments later.

  Bracing his arms on either side of her head, he settled himself between her thighs, then bent his head and covered her mouth with his. She wrapped her arms around his neck, a moan escaping her lips as she felt the head of his cock press against the opening of her pussy. She expected him to slide in right away, but instead, he teasingly slid up and down along the slick outer lips. She moaned against his mouth again, impatient to have him inside her.

  Kent must have interpreted what she wanted, because he positioned the head of his shaft against the entrance to her pussy and slowly eased himself inside.

  Liz gasped as he entered her. His cock filled her so perfectly and so completely, it was as though he was made for her.

  Above her, Kent groaned hoarsely. “God, you’re so tight.”

  She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in even deeper. “That’s a good thing, right?”

  He made a sound that was somewhere between a chuckle and another groan. “That’s a very good thing.”

  “Then fuck me,” she ordered softly.

  She blushed at her own brazenness. She didn’t normally talk dirty in bed, but posing for nude photos had brought out her inner bad girl. Kent didn’t seem to mind, though. In fact, from the grin tugging at the corner of his mouth as he began to move his hips, she suspected he probably liked it.

  He thrust slowly, sliding out until just the head of his cock was in her pussy, then burying himself all the way inside her again until he was touching her very core. She tightened her legs around him even more, pulling him in as deep as he would go, gasping as his shaft stretched her pussy wide. He dropped his head and buried his face in her neck, kissing the sensitive skin there as he pumped in and out of her.

  Liz was so close to coming, she wouldn’t have minded if Kent had picked up the pace right then. She tried to urge him to go faster by yanking him in with her bare heels, but he refused to comply. Instead, he continued his slow, steady rhythm, keeping her balanced on the edge of orgasm.

  She wondered if he knew what he was doing to her, but from the look in his eyes, she could tell he enjoyed driving her crazy.

  Then, just when she thought she would go insane from the pleasure, he pulled out and sat back on his heels.

  “I want you to ride me,” he said hoarsely, taking her hand and urging her up.

  As Kent rolled onto his back, Liz obediently straddled his hips and carefully sank down on his cock. She caught her breath as he filled her pussy once again, savoring the feel of him inside her. He must have wanted to change position because he’d been just as close to coming as she was.

  Leaning forward, she placed her hands on his chest and slowly began to ride up and down on him. The motion drove his shaft deep inside her each time and she moaned with pleasure. She had planned on going nice and slow, teasing him as he had done to her, but he gripped her ass in both hands, making her move faster. God, it was such a turn-on when a guy took charge like that during sex.

  Abruptly remembering the camera, she glanced over at the monitor and stared in amazement at how incredibly hot she and Kent looked together. The camera had captured them just as she was about to take him deep again, with his cock poised to plunge into her pussy and his strong hands clutching her ass cheeks.

  She turned back to Kent to see a grin tugging at his mouth. “Hot, huh?”

  Her lips curved into a smile. “Very hot.”

  Bending forward, she slid her hands in his hair and kissed him. He groaned against her mouth and tightened his hold on her ass, moving her up and down on him as he pumped his hips. The rhythmic motion sent his shaft deeper and deeper with every thrust. With him taking care of the pace, all she had to do was give herself over to the pleasure and enjoy the ride.

  “Harder,” she demanded against his mouth. “Fuck me harder!”

  Kent obeyed, thrusting into her so forcefully she probably would have bounced right off him if he hadn’t been holding onto her. Her pussy spasmed around his cock, signaling her impending orgasm, and she dragged her mouth away from his.

  “Oh yeah, just like that,” she urged. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop!”

  “I won’t,” he promised, his deep voice husky in her ear as he pumped into her. “Come for me, baby. Come for me.”

  The words were all it took to send Liz over the edge. Clutching his shoulders, she let out a scream of ecstasy loud enough for the entire city of Seattle to hear. Kent made some noise of his own, groaning deep in his throat as he reached his own climax.

  When her orgasm finally subsided, Liz slid off him and collapsed against his chest, panting for breath. “That was amazing.”

  He slid his arm up to her waist, holding her close. “Yeah, it was.”

  They lay there quietly for a moment, Kent’s heart beating in time with hers as their breathing slowed to normal. In the background, Liz could hear the camera still clicking away. She smiled at the thought of the x-rated photo shoot they’d just put on, but then frowned as she wondered if it was something Kent made a habit of doing. While she wasn’t sure she wanted to know the answer to that, she couldn’t contain her curiosity.

  She lifted her head from his shoulder to regard him thoughtfully. “So, do you sleep with all the women you take pictures of?”

  “You’re the first.”

  What else had she expected him to say? Even so, the words pleased her and she smiled. “Good answer.”

  He reached up to gently brush her hair back from her face. “I’m just being honest. I’ve never wanted to do something like that with any other woman I’ve photographed.”

  There was a sincerity in his dark eyes that made Liz believe him and as she snuggled against him again, she couldn’t help but feel a little giddy. It made what they’d just shared even more special.

  As she lay with her head on his chest, basking in the warmth of that thought, Liz looked down and realized Kent had
taken off the condom. When the heck had he done that? As she was trying to figure that out, she also noticed his cock was beginning to stiffen again. Smiling, she ran her finger along his length from the base of his shaft to the tip.

  “Looks like someone’s ready for round two.”

  He chuckled. “Always.”

  She leaned up to kiss him on the mouth. “Mmm, I like that in a man.”

  Pushing herself onto her knees, Liz trailed kisses along his jaw line and down his neck. Then she moved lower, exploring the chiseled contours of his chest and abs with her lips and tongue until she came to his cock. She was going to make him as hard as he’d ever been in his life. Wrapping her hand around the base of it, she swirled her tongue over the head to lick the glistening bead of pre-cum on the tip. He was sweet and musky, and she let out a little moan of appreciation as his taste filled her mouth.

  She lifted her other hand and cupped his balls in her palm. Despite having come a little while ago, they were heavy with arousal and she gently massaged them as she ran her tongue up and down the length of his shaft. Remembering how he’d teased her when he was going down on her, she decided a little turnabout was fair play. So, rather than take him in her mouth right away, she closed her lips around the head and suckled gently.

  Kent inhaled sharply in what she was sure was anticipation, but she only continued to swirl her tongue round and round the tip until he let out a groan of frustration. Deciding she’d tortured him enough, she closed her lips over his cock and took him completely in her mouth.

  Above her, Kent groaned again, this time in obvious approval, and Liz almost smiled as she slowly moved her mouth up and down on his length.

  “Damn, you’re good at that,” he said, his voice raspy with need.

  This time, Liz did smile as she traced a path up his shaft with her tongue. When she got to the top, she swirled her tongue over the head before taking him deep in her mouth again. Then she took him even deeper and swallowed.

  Kent sucked in a breath and slid a hand in her hair, urging her head up. “If you keep that up, I’m going to come in that pretty mouth of yours. And while that wouldn’t be a bad thing, right now I need to be inside you again.”

  While the idea of making him come in her mouth made Liz shiver with anticipation, she decided she wanted him in her pussy just as much as he wanted to be there.

  He pulled her close and kissed her long and hard on the mouth. “Get on your hands and knees facing the camera.”

  Liz did as he asked, her pussy quivering. She absolutely loved it when a guy took her from behind. And she had no doubt it was going to look spectacular for the camera.

  As Kent dug in the pocket of his jeans for another condom, she glanced at the monitor and saw that the camera had captured their kiss. Damn, they looked hot together.

  Behind her, Kent grasped her hips and Liz caught her breath as she felt him tease the opening of her pussy with the head of his cock. The urge to have him inside her was impossible to resist. When he began to enter her, she tried to push back against him, but he held her in place and slid into her pussy inch by glorious inch. Once he was finally in as deep as he could go, he held himself there, filling her completely.

  Kent felt so perfect inside her Liz thought she might actually come from the sheer pleasure of their joining.

  But then he did something that took her pleasure to another whole level. He sat back on his heels, urging her to sit back on him. The position shoved his cock even deeper and she gasped as she leaned back against his chest.

  “Does that feel good?” he asked, his mouth brushing her ear as he reached around to cup her breasts.

  “Mmm-hmmm,” she breathed, resting her head on his shoulder.

  He pressed his lips to the curve of her neck. “How about this?”

  “God, yes!”

  He gave her nipples a little squeeze, making her jump. “That’s it. Ride my cock.”

  Liz put a hand on each of his muscular thighs and slowly began to move up and down on him.

  “Just like that,” he murmured in her ear. “Nice and slow.”

  She obeyed, undulating her hips slowly. He felt so good inside her that it was difficult to keep up her leisurely pace, though, and she was glad when he distracted her by whispering in her ear again.

  “Check out the monitor.”

  At the mention of it, she turned her attention to the screen. The camera had caught them with Kent cupping her breasts and her leaning back against him, her lips parted, her eyes half closed, and a look of pure, unadulterated lust on her face.

  “You’re very photogenic,” he said softly.

  She smiled at him over her shoulder as she came down on his cock again. “So are you.”

  Kent groaned in reply, murmuring something she couldn’t quite catch as he grasped her hips and urged her forward onto her hands and knees again. Tightening his grip, he began to thrust in and out with a fierceness that left her breathless.

  Liz tossed her head back to gaze at the monitor. The position looked even more primal on the screen and she was mesmerized by the image. Behind her, Kent’s shoulders and chest rippled and flexed on camera, the lighting he’d set up for the photo shoot accentuating his gorgeously chiseled muscles as he pumped in and out of her.

  “Harder!” she demanded, bracing her hands on the soft material covering the dais and pushing back against him.

  He complied, shoving his cock so deep with every thrust she was sure she was going pass out from how wonderful it felt. When her orgasm washed over her a moment later, though, she didn’t lose consciousness like she thought she would. Instead, she threw back her head and cried out over and over as the riptide of pleasure carried her away.

  Liz was so wrapped up in her own climax she was barely aware of Kent coming with her until he buried himself in her pussy with one smooth motion and a very loud groan of satisfaction.

  It was a long time before Liz could catch her breath and when she finally did, it was to gasp as Kent slid out. She wasn’t sure how it was possible, but that orgasm had been even better than the others.

  Kent took her hand and gave it a little tug, pulling her against his chest as he lay back on the floor. Liz snuggled close and let out a sigh.

  “That was off-the-charts good,” she said softly.

  He ran his fingers up and down the arm she’d thrown across his broad chest. “I’m glad you liked it. I think so, too, by the way.”

  Liz smiled. Who would have thought she’d end up making love to her photographer? And to think she had almost chickened out about coming here tonight and getting her picture taken for the benefit calendar.

  The thought made her remember Godiva still waiting for her in the front room and she stifled a groan. While she would have preferred to stay right where she was all night, she really needed to go check on her precious pooch.

  She reluctantly pushed herself up on an elbow. “I should get dressed and go see what Godiva’s up to. She might be trying to eat one of the plants out there.”

  Kent’s brow furrowed. “Damn, she’s so quiet, I forgot she was even here.”

  Liz laughed. “Me, too.”

  “Well, while you check on her, I’ll transfer the photos from the camera so we can take a look at them. Sound good?”

  Her pulse skipped a beat at the thought of looking at all those naughty pictures with him and she smiled. “Sounds great.”

  He slid his hand in her hair and pulled her down for a long, slow kiss before helping her to her feet. As they got dressed, she couldn’t help glancing over her shoulder to catch one more glimpse of Kent’s naked body. Dear God, he was gorgeous.

  Stifling a moan, she tied the belt of her robe around her waist, then ran her hand through her disheveled hair and hurried into the front room to see how Godiva was doing. The dog was on the floor by the couch, fast asleep with her head on her paws, but at the sound of Liz coming in, she lifted her head to give her a drowsy look.

  “Okay, girl,” Liz said, crouching d
own to give the dog an affectionate rub on the head. “You can come back in the studio now.”

  Godiva wagged her tail, but made no move to get up. Instead, she just put her head back on her paws and went back to sleep.

  Liz laughed. “Or you can just stay here and sleep while I get changed, lazybones.”

  Shaking her head, Liz got to her feet and walked back into the studio. Kent was already dressed and had taken the camera off the tripod and over to the computer.

  He glanced over at her. “Godiva okay?”

  “She’s fine. She’s just being lazy.”

  He chuckled. “I’ll have the photos up in a minute.”

  “Great. Let me go change and I’ll be right back.”

  Hurrying into the bathroom, she shrugged out of her robe and shoved it in her shoulder bag, then quickly put on her jeans and tank top. She glanced in the mirror and smiled. Damn if she didn’t look like she’d just been thoroughly and completely boffed. It was a good look for her. Throwing her bag on her shoulder, she went back into the studio, feeling the sexiest she’d ever felt in her life.

  “The photos of you and Godiva came out great,” Kent said as she walked over to him.

  Eager to see them for herself, Liz sidled up next to him. As she studied them, she couldn’t help but smile. Kent was right. They really did look good.

  “Any idea which one you want to use for the calendar?” he asked.

  She chewed on her lip thoughtfully for a moment, then pointed to the one where she was kneeling next to Godiva with her arms around the dog and her cleavage on display. “This one.”

  “Nice choice. That’s my favorite, too.” He grinned. “At least among the photos of you and Godiva.”

  She jerked her head up. “You looked at the others.”

  His grin broadened. “I glanced at them.”

  “Let me see, too.”

  He laughed and reached for the mouse. A moment later, a new set of pictures popped up on the screen. God, there were an awful lot of them. The computer displayed them in the order they were taken and Liz slowly let her gaze wander from one photo to the next, amazed at how sexy she looked as she went from fully clothed to completely naked.