Full Exposure

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Full Exposure ISBN 9781419917707 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Full Exposure Copyright © 2008 Lena Matthews & Evangeline Anderson Edited by Mary Moran. Photography and cover art by Les Byerley. Electronic book Publication August 2008 This book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.® 1056 Home Avenue, Akron OH 443103502. This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

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Acknowledgement To friendship.

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Prologue “Do you do boudoir photography?” From the startled look Sean shot her, Keeley could tell her question threw him. Good. That was just what she’d hoped for. He needed a little shock to jump-start him. “You mean lingerie shots? Or…something more?” Sean arched an eyebrow. Keeley was more than sure when she’d asked him to take a series of professional photographs of her in his studio he hadn’t been prepared for what she had in mind. “Something more… That’s exactly what I mean.” She gave him what she hoped was a cool smile as he came from around the camera he’d been setting up and approached her. Oh God, she was in for it now. As he neared her, all she could think was, did she really have the gumption to go through with this? The answer arrived as fast as the question did. If she wanted him, she had no choice. She remembered her best friend Sasha’s words as Sean came to her side. Play it cool—ice princess cool. Make him crazy for you and don’t let him know you’re mad for him until he’s completely gone. Words of wisdom she intended to live by. “I guess I could,” he said after studying her for a long moment. “But in most cases women don’t have boudoir shots taken for themselves. If you want those kinds of pictures, it’s because you want to give them as a gift to someone special—I thought you were starting a portfolio because you wanted to get into modeling” “Tell the truth, Sean. If I’d called and asked you to take pictures of me in my underwear, would you have scheduled this session with me?” She shot him what she hoped was a seductive look before going to stand beside the small ruby-red velvet couch he had.

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“Probably not,” he said with a frown. “But if you’re not going into modeling, then you must have another reason for wanting titillating pictures of yourself. Tell me, Keeley…” He came to stand beside her next to the couch and tilted her chin up so they were looking at each other eye to eye. “Tell me, Keeley. Do you have someone special you’re going to give these to?” Being this close to Sean filled her senses and made her want to tremble and stutter, as if she were still the little girl she’d been when they’d first met fourteen years ago. But she wasn’t that girl anymore and she didn’t intend to act like her now. Ice princess cool, she reminded herself fiercely. “Maybe I do,” she said, giving him another enigmatic Mona Lisa smile. Clearly her answer surprised him. “Well, well. Little Keeley all grown up.” He smiled at her and stroked one long finger over her cheek. His touch started a fire under her skin. Keeley felt her nipples begin to harden. Cool, she repeated her mantra, I’m completely, utterly, totally cool. Then why was her face burning and her breathing so erratic? She lifted her chin and made an effort to appear unconcerned. “That’s right.” She smiled at him, letting a flicker of lust show in her dark brown eyes. “I’m all grown up and I know exactly what I want. So will you take the shots or not?” She sat down on the small velvet posing couch and smiled up at him. Nodding, Sean went back to the camera. “Okay, sweetheart, you’re the boss. All I can say is, whoever’s on the receiving end of this little photo shoot is a very lucky man.” “Yes, he is, Sean.” She leveled a stare at him and sat up straighter, thrusting out her full breasts to draw his undivided attention. She saw his eyes widen and smiled to herself, her confidence returning despite her wildly drumming heartbeat. “How do we start?” After a punctuated pause, he gave her a slow, lazy smile. “To start with, you’re wearing too many clothes.” 6

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Keeley looked down at the lacy red bra and panties she had on and swallowed hard. Too many clothes? How was that possible when the thin fabric barely covered her nipples and the slit of her pussy? Good Lord, how in the world had she allowed herself into get into this situation in the first place? Oh yeah, she remembered. She hadn’t put herself into it—this entire setup was her best friend’s fault. If she lived through this, she was going to strangle Sasha! It had all started the night of the big Christmas party at her cousin’s house, which was when Sasha had hatched her crazy idea…

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Chapter One “I am never going to get his attention! Never.” Keeley Jackson flopped onto the bed and threw an arm over her eyes as if she were shutting out the entire world. The night of the big Christmas party—the night she had planned all year to make her move—had been a disaster. A complete and utter disaster. “Yes, you are. You just had a little setback,” Sasha O’Neill said, patting her shoulder. “That’s all.” “A little setback?” Disbelief filled Keeley as she withdrew her arm and looked up at her best friend since the fourth grade. “You call him ignoring me except to call me Squints a little setback?” “It wasn’t a total loss.” Sasha’s cheerful tone earned her a searing look. “He did kiss you under the mistletoe.” “A peck on the cheek,” Keeley said with disgust. “I’ve seen men kiss their maiden aunts with more enthusiasm.” She sat up and stared at herself in the mirror, wondering, and not for the first time, what she had to do to get Sean Hastings to stand up and take notice of her. She was long past the awkward youth of her adolescent years, not that he’d bothered to notice. “It’s no use,” she turned her back to the reflection and sighed. “I’m just going to have to get over him. Sean is never going to see me as anything but a pigtailed, flatchested, buck-toothed, ashy little pest in braces and Coke-bottle glasses. I’ll always just be Squints, the perpetual little girl tagging along behind him and Keenan, begging to be included. It’s hopeless.” “It’s not hopeless.” “Right.”

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“It’s not and you know why? People change. You’ve changed, Keeley. You’re not a little girl anymore. You discovered the power of lotion, lost the glasses, the buckteeth and the braces that went with them. And last time I checked, those were breasts.” Sasha gestured down to Keeley’s cleavage, which was outlined in abundance by the plunging neckline of the silky black gown she wore. Despite everything her friend pointed out, Keeley still sometimes thought of herself as the same awkward kid who’d fallen in love with Sean in the first place. “It’s hopeless.” “Stop saying that.” Sasha turned Keeley toward the mirror once more. “Look at yourself. Look at us. If I do say so myself, we look hella good. What man wouldn’t want to be with either of us?” She could see why Sasha believed that. Her friend was gorgeous. Sasha’s mixed heritage showed without question in her pale brown skin, mint green eyes and long auburn hair she wore in Sisterlocks, a smaller form of dreadlocks. She was a vast contrast to Keeley’s own dark chocolate flesh, onyx-colored, almond-shaped eyes and bone-straight hair. But despite their different looks, the girls were closer than sisters. “And can I point out again how bootylicious you looked tonight in this dress.” Keeley’s gaze dropped in the mirror to stare at the revealing black dress she’d been reluctant to wear this evening. It was a barely there kind of outfit that made her feel almost naked. Slinky and silky, the dress screamed sex. But Sasha had talked her into it, as she always did, assuring her it was for a good cause. So Keeley wore it with nothing underneath, even though the cool air in the room turned her nipples into two hard little peaks. Her provocative outfit was naughty enough to garner a very disapproving look from her overprotective cousin Keenan, but the erotic sight of her curvy body in nothing but a black silk sheath didn’t seem to affect his best friend Sean in the least.

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“Lot of good it did me. Maybe he’s gay. After all, he’s a professional photographer and has an artistic eye—I’ve seen his work. It’s gorgeous. Maybe he’s in love with Keenan and that’s why he’s always hanging around.” “Sean is not gay,” Sasha’s tone was firm and brooked no arguments. “And even if he were, he couldn’t have him. Your cousin is exclusively reserved for me alone.” Keeley laughed. “Yeah, good luck with that, girl. You know how stern and demanding Keenan is. Talk about the strong, silent type—look up ‘taciturn’ in the dictionary and you’ll see his picture frowning back at you.” “So?” Sasha smiled. “I like the strong, silent type.” “The strong, silent, controlling type.” If Keeley thought her own obsession was pointless, it was nothing compared to what she thought of Sasha’s. Man had a better chance of walking on the sun than her friend had of landing her cousin. More important, Keeley couldn’t figure why Sasha would want to. Yes, her cousin was attractive, but he also tended to be a bit of a power-freak asshole at times. “Since the day I moved in with him and Uncle Bernie, Keenan has tried to run my life.” “He’s just looking out for you,” Sasha defended as she always did, causing Keeley to roll her eyes. “Being a good cousin.” “It seems to me he spends all his time being a good cousin. I wish he’d find somebody else’s life to mess with,” Keeley grumbled. “Don’t worry. I’m working on that.” “Girl, please, you two are utter and complete opposites. You’re vivacious. He’s brooding. You’re fun. He’s a fun sucker. He’s a dick and you’re a…” she paused for a moment, searching for the exact description. “Pussy,” Sasha offered with a smile. Keeley burst out laughing. “You know that’s not what I meant. Don’t get me wrong, I love him more than a fat kid loves cake, but he can be a bit much to handle at times.”

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“I think I’m up for the challenge. Besides, Keenan and I have a lot more in common than you know,” Sasha said with a secretive little smile. “But enough about him for now. Before I can snag Keenan, you have to get your hands on Sean.” “Who won’t even look at me,” Keeley said, returning to the earlier topic of conversation. “Oh, he was looking at you, all right. I saw his ‘artistic’ eye wandering all over you most of the night, and he wasn’t looking for good camera angles either.” “What? When?” Excited, Keeley scanned her friend’s face. “Whenever you weren’t looking at him of course,” Sasha said as though it were the most natural thing in the world. “Look, Keeley, think about it—you’re all grown up and sexy now. Beautiful—gorgeous. He’d be a fool not to notice you.” “If I’ve changed so much, how come he never asked me to dance once? How come he called me Squints and gave me that lame excuse for a kiss?” Her childhood nickname, due to the thick glasses she had worn since third grade, was still a source of embarrassment to Keeley. After having laser eye surgery a few months before, she no longer needed glasses but the stigma still lingered in her mind. “I’ll tell you why,” Sasha said with complete certainty. “It’s because he can’t let himself notice how beautiful you’ve become. Because he doesn’t want to be tempted.” “Why wouldn’t he want to be tempted?” Keeley was beginning to feel exasperated. She loved her best friend, but sometimes Sasha talked in circles. “Sean can’t let himself be tempted because he’s Keenan’s best friend. You’re Keenan’s cousin, which makes you off-limits to him—forbidden fruit.” Keeley groaned and ran her hands through her hair again. “If that’s the case, I’ll never get him to act on his feelings—if he in fact has feelings for me.” “Oh, you can get him to act on them, all right.” “How?”

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“How did the snake get Eve to eat the apple?” Sasha’s little smile turned into a wicked grin. “You have to make the forbidden fruit so tempting he can’t resist taking a bite.” “But if what you say about Keenan is true, then getting Sean to notice me that way will be as good as starting World War III around here.” The last thing she wanted to do was rouse her cousin’s temper. “You let me worry about Keenan,” Sasha told her. “And you just worry about Sean. Now—here’s what you’re going to do.” She grabbed the cordless phone from the bed and held it out. “Oh no.” Keeley shook her head and stood. “I’m not calling to ask him out on a date. If there’s one thing I know about Sean, it’s he prefers to be the one in the driver’s seat.” “Who said you’re going to go after him full throttle? You have to be subtle—have to get his attention.” Sasha arched an eyebrow at her and wiggled the phone. “And the best way to do that is to make a little appointment.” Keeley frowned. “An appointment? An appointment for what?” “Why to get your picture taken. Now no more arguments. Dial the man’s number and set it up.” With a trembling hand, Keeley took the phone. She didn’t know how this was all going to end, but she had a nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach, which hinted at her being in over her head. Way over her head.

***** “All right. Eight o’clock. Fine, I’ll see you then.” Sean hung up the phone and cursed under his breath. What the hell did he just do? Did he just agree to do a one-onone modeling shoot with little Keeley?

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“Stupid, Sean. Really stupid,” he told himself aloud as he wandered into the kitchen to pour himself a drink. For the first time ever he cursed his job as a photographer. He’d been doing commercial photography for about five years after learning the hard way white-collar America wasn’t for him. It began as a hobby then step by step developed into a career. Now he sold photos to many of the major magazines, but still did private modeling sessions on the side. But not private sessions with Keenan’s cousin, he reminded himself, looking with misery down into the golden depths of his drink. Keeley was off-limits—always had been, always will be. He remembered the pigtailed little girl with glasses and braces who used to trail behind him and Keenan wherever they went. Keeley had always been up for any adventure and she hated to be left out. It used to annoy her cousin to no end, but even thought Sean never said anything, he enjoyed having her around. He’d always been jealous of his best friend’s close-knit family. Their deep connection appealed to him, an only child of divorced parents. Through his friendship with Keenan he gained not just a brother but a younger kid sister as well in the form of Keeley, and what a cool kid she’d been. Keeley had a great personality and a quirky sense of humor that appealed to the lonesome boy he’d been. And now the ugly duckling had become a swan—not that he had ever thought of her as ugly. Because she wasn’t. She was just Squints, the girl he loved to laugh with and tease. The girl he felt most at ease around because she’d always been there and always would be. But he hadn’t counted on her changing. Keeley grew up right under his nose, but it was still difficult to reconcile the image of the little girl in thick glasses with the exotic beauty he’d seen earlier that night at his best friend’s annual Christmas party. He’d been hard-pressed to keep from staring at her in the clingy little black dress, which outlined the jutting peaks of her nipples and the rounded flare of her full hips.

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Just seeing the way her breasts moved under the silky material and the curve of her ass when she walked had been enough to make his mouth go dry and his cock hard. And when she’d cornered him under the mistletoe, looked up at him with those big, velvety-dark eyes…well, it was all he could do not to grab her and kiss the hell out of her. Only Keenan’s brooding glare pointed in their direction from across the room kept him in line. Keenan was very protective of her, especially when they were kids. Sean could remember Keenan’s reaction the one time he’d offered to take Keeley out. It was an innocent gesture on Sean’s part—an offer to take dateless Squints to her senior prom. In high school, Keeley’s shyness was heartbreaking and he’d thought it might be nice to show her a good time. Keenan shot down Sean’s idea in a hurry though, and Sean received the message in no uncertain terms, loud and clear. Keeley was off-limits even to Keenan’s best friend. No. Especially to Keenan’s best friend. “Then why am I scheduling a modeling session with her at eight o’clock at night?” Sean muttered to himself and took another drink. He never did photo shoots at night, preferring to work during the day and process his images after most of the natural light was gone. Asking her to come by that late was probably a bad idea. Keenan would go ballistic if he knew. Not that Sean was afraid of his best friend—far from it. But he valued Keenan’s good opinion and always had. Keenan had stood by him through a lot of rough times— his parents’ divorce and his decision to hang up his tie and make photography his fulltime career just to name a couple. Sean didn’t want to mess with a friendship that important to him over a girl. Except Keeley wasn’t just any girl. She was well…Keeley. She’d held a special place in his heart ever since he was a forlorn kid of fourteen and Keenan had taken him home to meet his family. There was a simple solution to his problem. He would just take a few head shots— soft lighting, soft focus and without a trace of eroticism in it—and send Keeley on her way. He wouldn’t lay a hand on her, no matter how much he was tempted. And

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remembering how beautiful she’d been tonight at the Christmas party, Sean knew he was going to be tempted. Those dark eyes, that warm cocoa skin…he could just imagine the contrast of his own light tan hands on her milk chocolate curves, cupping her full breasts in his palms, tasting her tight, mocha nipples… He sighed and slapped his half-empty glass on the Italian marble counter. “Damn it, Squints,” he mumbled. “Why’d you have to go and get gorgeous?” If only she were still the funny little girl she’d been when he’d first met her, then taking a few pictures and sending her on her way would be so much easier. But easy or not, he would have to manage it. This was going to be a hands-off modeling session, he promised himself. He only wished he didn’t have a feeling it was going to be a damn hard promise to keep.

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Chapter Two “It’s going to be fine,” Sasha reassured her on the drive over. “Just put on the outfits I packed you and act natural.” “What exactly all did you pack?” Keeley demanded, not quite certain she wanted to know. Sasha had shoved the satchel into her hands the minute she sat in the car and refused to tell her what was in it. “A little bit of this and a little bit of that,” her friend said in a mysterious way. “You’ll see. And don’t forget to ask him about the boudoir photography.” “I don’t know if I should.” Keeley was beginning to feel uneasy about the whole thing. “I’m not all that comfortable putting myself on display, Sasha. I mean, wearing that dress to the Christmas party was pretty much my limit.” “You’re going to have to push your limits if you want to get Sean’s attention.” “Push my limits? All right—what’s in this thing, anyway?” Keeley started to unzip the navy blue satchel. Without taking her gaze off the road, Sasha reached over and slapped the back of Keeley’s hand. “Ouch!” Keeley protested, but her best friend just grinned. “Wait and see once you get there,” she admonished. “That’s half the fun.” “Just promise me it’s tasteful,” Keeley begged, her hands still itching to get into the mysterious satchel. “I don’t know about tasteful, but it’s without a doubt tasty.” Keeley groaned. “Oh God. At least promise me I’m not going to look like the whore of Babylon in whatever you packed for me.” “Now you sound like your great-aunt Mildred,” Sasha scoffed. Aunt Mildred was an old-fashioned relative of Keeley’s who had become synonymous in both their minds

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with uptight stodginess ever since she’d been scandalized by the sight of Keeley’s first and only bikini in seventh grade. Keeley could still remember her great-aunt’s scathing comments—she’d worn nothing but a one-piece from that time forward. “At least Aunt Mildred keeps herself covered,” Keeley muttered, clutching the bag to her chest. “Of course she does—and leads a dull and boring life. Let me ask you something,” Sasha said. “Who do you think has the most fun—Aunt Mildred or the whore of Babylon?” “That’s it—what’s in this thing?” Keeley started to dig in the bag but just then Sasha’s little blue car stopped with a sudden lurch. “Too late,” her friend trilled, reaching across Keeley to open the door. “Time to go face the music. Remember what I told you—you’re an ice princess. Make him want you before you let him know how much you want him.” “But…but I…” Keeley protested as her friend pushed her out the door. “And save the toy for last,” Sasha said. “Call me if you need a ride home. Which I doubt.” She gave one last grin and blew Keeley a kiss before slamming the door shut and peeling rubber out of the loft’s lot. “Toy?” Keeley shouted after her. “What toy? Sasha?” But her best friend was gone, leaving her alone on the sidewalk outside Sean’s loft. With reluctance, Keeley turned and made her way inside, stepping into the ancient industrial elevator with a wooden crossbar for a guardrail and scratch marks on the buttons where the numbers used to be. Keeley had been here once before when Keenan helped Sean move in, so she knew which button to press. She took a deep breath and clutched the satchel full of clothing Sasha had packed her under one arm. The elevator seemed to be taking forever and she wasn’t sure if she should be upset or relieved.

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Every minute that passed meant she was closer to fulfilling this crazy plan Sasha had cooked up. A plan Keeley wasn’t sure she could go through with. But there was no turning back now. Besides, she couldn’t leave if she wanted to. If she did, she’d have to not only find an alterative ride home, but also come up with a viable excuse to Sean why she changed her mind about posing. The ride would be easy, coming up with a believable lie wouldn’t. Before she could decide the best course of action the elevator stopped and she found herself in front of the sliding metal door that led into Sean’s loft. Her heart pounded in her throat as she rang the buzzer. “Welcome.” Sean opened the door at once, as though he’d been waiting for her, his tanned face wreathed in a smile. Keeley smiled back, as always a little dazzled by his rugged good looks. He had dark blond hair that always seemed to be in need of a haircut and, of course, those piercing deep blue eyes. He ushered her into the large living area that shared space with his work. Keeley admired what he’d done with the loft, which had been almost bare the last time she’d seen it. In a normal situation she would have demanded a tour and followed him around, commenting on the strange and eclectic collection of props he always seemed to have scattered around any place he lived. But tonight she was far too nervous to do anything but stare like a fool. Sean was dressed in faded blue jeans and a black T-shirt that hugged his muscular chest. Beside him she felt overdressed in the knee-length black skirt and white silk blouse. Why hadn’t she dressed more casual—hell, sexier even? She was here for a seduction, not a job interview, damn it! “Would you like a drink?” His deep voice interrupted her train of thought and Keeley looked up at him, biting her bottom lip. “I…yes. Yes, a drink would be nice.” She heard the tremble in her voice and made herself say in a firmer tone, “White wine if you have it.”

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From the gentle smile he cast her way, her show of bravado didn’t fool him a bit. He took a step closer and reached out to brush the back of his hand across her cheek. “It’s just me, Squints,” he said in a soft, gentle tone. “Not the big, bad wolf. I’m not gonna eat you up.” Keeley took a deep breath, trying hard not to let him see how his touch affected her. “I wish you wouldn’t call me that. I’m not a little girl anymore, Sean. I came here as a client, and as such, I’d like a little respect.” He looked surprised but not offended. “You’re right. My apologies, Ms. Jackson.” “Sean. I didn’t mean that much respect. Just don’t call me Squints, okay?” She knew she sounded a bit perturbed, but he was being obtuse on purpose. “Your wish is my command. Let’s get you a drink.” Sean led the way to his kitchen and pointed at the bar that edged the area for her to sit. After pouring them each a drink, he handed her a glass then came around to sit beside her. “So tell me, are you thinking of getting into modeling?” Keeley took a drink as she contemplated her answer. Thinking of the little girl she’d been made her want to say “No, of course not”—but then she heard Sasha’s voice in her head. You’re beautiful now—gorgeous. “Yes,” she said at last, after a longer pause. “Yes, I…I am.” “I’m not surprised,” Sean murmured, smiling at her. “You have beautiful bone structure.” He set down the wineglass and reached out to cup her jaw. Keeley felt her cheeks heat at his touch but she said nothing as he turned her face to the side to study her profile. “Definitely classic,” he said at last, removing his hand. “Thank…thank you.” Realizing she was stammering again, Keeley lifted her chin and repeated in a firmer tone, “Thank you very much, Sean.” He shrugged, his broad shoulders rolling under the tight black T-shirt. “Just giving you my professional opinion, Ms. Jackson.”

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“Oh you.” She put down the semi-empty wineglass and slapped him lightly on the shoulder. He pretended to dodge, just as he had when they were younger, and they both wound up laughing. “So, is this what you’re going to wear?” Sean asked at last, looking at her white blouse and black skirt. “Because I’d recommend something with a little more color. Maybe something in red or pink to bring out your eyes and put a little glow in your cheeks.” “I…I have a change of clothing in my bag.” “Oh fine. Let me show you to my studio.” Taking her arm, he led her from one end of the loft to the other where various props were set up. “Ta-da.” He grinned at her. “This is it—not much of a trip, is it?” There was a deep red velvet couch with a black background hung behind it, and a little beyond that, a white fur rug was lying in front of a fireplace where a small fire crackled. A folding screen was set up to one side of the couch, for quick costume changes. “Oh, this is…very nice.” Keeley eyed the couch with nervous apprehension, wondering if she would be sitting or lying on it. “I mean, it’s nice you can work where you live.” “That’s why I bought this space.” He gestured around the echoing loft. “And the lighting is wonderful during the day.” “Oh?” She frowned at him. “Then why did you schedule my session during the evening?” He frowned and shrugged. “Not quite sure,” he said at last. “Maybe just a gut feeling that with your creamy mocha skin and those big dark eyes you’d photograph better in firelight than sunlight. Why? Does it make you nervous to be here alone with me at night?” “Don’t be ridiculous.” Keeley tried to smile at him. “Don’t you remember that time after the football game when Keenan stayed late and you walked me home through the 20

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spookiest part of the woods? I kept thinking I heard things, but you put your arm around me and told me you’d keep me safe. I mean—” She broke off all of a sudden, feeling like an idiot. Why did she keep reminding him of the past when she was trying to move on to the future? “Never mind,” she said, shaking her head. “You probably don’t remember anyway. The point is, I’m not afraid to be alone with you after dark.” “I remember.” He smiled at her and stepped closer, so close they were almost touching. She could feel the heat from his big body like a line of fire along her skin. “I remember it started raining and your glasses fogged up. You took them off and I cleaned them on my shirt. It was the first time I realized what big, beautiful eyes you had behind those Coke bottles. When you looked at the sky, I could see the stars reflected in them.” He cupped her cheek in one palm, bending until their foreheads were touching and his spicy scent filled her nose. He was close enough to kiss and her heart started to pound triple-time. Keeley wished she dared to bridge the distance between them and capture his mouth with her own. Sasha wouldn’t let an opportunity like this slip through her fingers. But she wasn’t Sasha. Then out of the blue Sean seemed to change his mind. He stepped back from her, a look of concern coming over his face. “Sorry about that,” he said with a little frown. “I, uh, guess we’d better get on with the shoot.” Hmm. If she didn’t know better, she would have sworn Sean was just about to kiss her. “I guess you’re right.” Sean motioned to the screen standing by the couch. “Go ahead and change into anything you want. I’m going to set up the camera. I use a digital one—top of the line of course. This way you can have instant results and tell me if you like a picture or not right away.” “That’s nice,” Keeley said, going behind the screen. There was a small stool to one side she used to set the mysterious satchel on top of. She wondered what Sasha had packed her as she removed her skirt and blouse, folding them in half. 21

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Something classy yet naughty? Elegant yet erotic? She was hoping for a nice red silk blouse she could wear over her lacy bra. She would unbutton it just enough to show some cleavage, which should make for a very eye-catching pose. But the satchel contained no such thing. Bras, panties and bikinis that would have given Aunt Mildred a heart attack on the spot were all she saw. Keeley pawed through the navy blue bag with increasing desperation. There was even a black bustier-like corset with tiny quarter cups to support her breasts but not cover her nipples. Sasha must have been kidding. What was she thinking sending these kinds of clothes? Damn it. I should have known she would pull something like this! Keeley thought. If nothing else, the goddamn bikini wax she talked me into should have been a tip-off. Then her fingers closed on something hard and cool and cylindrical at the bottom of the bag. Oh my God—tell me this isn’t what I think it is! Keeley pulled it out of the bag and bit back a gasp. This must be what Sasha meant when she talked about “the toy”. A bright pink bunny vibrator, the kind with long ears to vibrate against the clit when it was fully inserted, stared at her in a mocking way. Go ahead, the clit-tickling bunny seemed to be saying, use me—I dare you! “Is everything okay back there?” Sean’s deep voice sounded as if he were right on the other side of the screen. It startled her so much she almost dropped the vibrator on the floor. Keeley shoved the toy back in the satchel, feeling her cheeks burn from embarrassment. There was no doubt about it, Sasha was crazy. “I’m fine,” she called back, hoping he stayed on his side of the screen, and not only because she was down to her underwear. What would he think of her if he knew what incriminating evidence the blue satchel contained? “Just, uh, just trying to figure out what I want to wear,” she said.

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“You know, Keeley, we can just do head shots if you want. They’re the foundation of any good portfolio, so if you’d rather not do the body stuff, we don’t have to.” Keeley opened her lips to agree with him—he was giving her an easy out, after all. But then she shut her mouth again with a snap. I’m not here for an easy out, she reminded herself. I’m here to get Sean Hastings to sit up and take notice of me at last. Not as a little girl or a surrogate cousin but as a woman with sexual needs. She felt her determination grow at the thought. She was there to seduce him or die trying. Okay, maybe not die, but damn it, she was going to give it everything she had. And if it meant wearing a bikini, then she would damn well do it! Pulling out the first thing her hand fell on—a pair of red lace panties with a bra pinned together to match—Keeley took off her underwear and put on the revealing outfit. Sasha also included thigh-high black stockings. The black pumps Keeley was wearing were high enough to go with any of the naughty clothes her friend had packed. “I’m ready,” she said, and before she could stop herself, she stepped out from behind the screen. “Do you do boudoir photography?”

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he would spread her cunt lips and take a long, slow taste. He would worship her until she moaned and begged for more. He could just imagine how it would look—the erotic contrast of his pale shaft invading her dark pussy while she gasped and cried and rode his cock… God—what am I thinking? He shook his head, trying to get rid of the image. This was Keeley—not some exotic fantasy he’d conjured. This was Keenan’s little cousin. The same girl he’d protected and played with for fourteen years. This was Squints. Except Keeley wasn’t wearing glasses anymore—her deep brown eyes were filled with a sultry promise—a promise he was afraid to let her keep. He felt his mouth go dry as she sauntered over with a come-hither look in her eyes. Her tight mocha nipples were almost visible beneath the semi-see-through lace of the bra and her legs seemed to go on forever in the garter belt and black hose. What in the world possessed him to think he could take only head shots of such a beautiful woman? He wanted to photograph every inch of her smooth brown skin—and he meant every inch. He wanted to put her in erotic poses and keep the resulting pictures all for himself. The thought of any other man seeing her this way sent a surge of possessive anger through him despite the fact he knew it was beyond ridiculous. He had no claim on her, after all. No claim but the friendship they’d shared for years. A friendship he also shared with her cousin. It’s Keeley, he told himself, trying to put the vision in lacy red wispy underwear into perspective. Little Keeley and she’s off-limits! But when she swayed her hips at him in that provocative manner, he couldn’t help wanting to meet the challenge he saw in her dark brown eyes. “So what do you think?” Sean stared at her mute, his eyes wide. He shook his head, at a complete loss for words. “You like it? I mean, I thought you said something red would bring out my skin tones.” 24

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“Yeah,” Sean choked out. “Yeah, red really makes your, uh, eyes look beautiful.” Only it wasn’t her eyes he was looking at. He found himself thinking all kinds of things—crazy things, wrong things. “Do you do boudoir photography?” she asked again, probably because he hadn’t answered her the first time. He’d been too busy staring. “You mean lingerie shots? Or…something more?” Sean arched an eyebrow. When Keeley asked him to take photographs of her, he never imagined she had this mind. “Something more…that’s exactly what I mean,” she said with a little smile as he came from behind his camera. As he neared her, he could see the anxiety she tried to hide behind her smile and wondered why was she really doing this. But then the nervousness he saw in her eyes was replaced by a look of determination. “I guess I could,” he said after studying her for a long moment. “But in most cases women don’t have boudoir shots taken for themselves. If you want those kinds of pictures, it’s because you want to give them as a gift to someone special—I thought you were starting a portfolio because you wanted to get into modeling.” “Tell the truth, Sean. If I’d called and asked you to take pictures of me in my underwear, would you have scheduled this session with me?” She shot a come-hither look before going to stand beside the small velvet posing couch he had set up for the session. “Probably not. But if you’re not going into modeling, then you must have another reason for wanting titillating pictures of yourself.” He came to stand beside her and tilted her chin up so they were eye to eye. He felt her quiver under his touch but she didn’t move away. Interesting. “Tell me, Keeley,” he murmured, “do you have someone special you’re going to give these to?” She was so close he could smell the warm, feminine fragrance that seemed to be made up of some kind of floral perfume and under that a spicy scent that was just woman. Just Keeley. It filled his senses and made him see her as he hadn’t allowed 25

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himself to before. She shivered and he remembered the way she used to tremble and stutter with nerves when she was a little girl, back when they’d first met fourteen years ago. But she wasn’t a girl anymore and it was obvious she didn’t intend to act like one now. “Maybe I do,” she said with a secretive smile. “Well, well. Little Keeley all grown up.” He stroked her cheek with one finger, loving the feel of her warm flesh under his. She lifted her chin and made an obvious effort to appear unconcerned. But she didn’t fool him for a second. What was she trying to prove? And why? “That’s right. I’m all grown up and I know exactly what I want. So will you take the shots or not?” She sat down on the small velvet posing couch and smiled up at him. Sean decided to call her bluff but only because he knew there was no way she would ever go through with it. He wasn’t sure why she was doing this, but if he knew Keeley as he thought he did, she’d run from the room the minute he gave her what she said she wanted. He gave a brisk nod before heading back to the camera. “Okay, sweetheart, you’re the boss. All I can say is, whoever’s on the receiving end of this little photo shoot is a very lucky man.” “Yes, he is, Sean.” She leveled a stare at him and sat up straighter, thrusting out her full breasts to draw his undivided attention. Sean stared at her—was she really serious? Apparently she was because her next words were, “How do we start?” So little Keeley Jackson wanted to play rough, hmm? Well, two could play that game. Sean decided before the night was through he was going to teach her a lesson about playing games. A lesson she would never forget. He gave her a slow, lazy smile. “To start with, you’re wearing too many clothes.”

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Chapter Three All of a sudden Keeley’s heart started to pound and she began to wonder what the hell she’d gotten herself into. After a brief exchange in which she asked for a lot more than she intended to, Keeley found herself uncertain of what to do next. She’d laid down the gauntlet and Sean picked it up. But where did they go from here? She wondered about the sudden change in him. The sight of her in the skimpy outfit affected him at first, but now he was acting as if this were any other modeling shoot. Not for long, she decided, she would just have to work harder to get his attention. “Where do you want me?” she asked, trying to get comfortable on the red velvet couch. She was relieved that despite his earlier comment about her having on “too many clothes” he didn’t asked her to take anything off. “Right where you are on the couch is fine. Nice contrast between your skin and the red velvet,” Sean said in a cool, professional tone. “Fine.” Feeling the need to turn up the heat, Keeley reclined on her back with one leg on the couch and one foot braced on the floor. “Comfortable?” He gave her a slow, lazy smile that was somehow challenging. “Almost.” She arched her back like a cat, feeling the brief lacy cups of her bra pull down with the motion. A slight breeze caressed the dark brown tops of her areolas, which were now in view. Her nipples weren’t quite exposed but the thin, see-through border of the bra’s cups was the only thing covering them. She spread her legs and scooted down just a little bit so the low-rise red lace panties she was wearing inched even lower. She didn’t stop until almost half of her pussy slit was revealed just above the lace.

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Keeley’s heart was pounding but she felt naked in a very thrilling way. “Now I’m ready.” “So I see.” He stepped closer, looking down at her, drinking her in. “Are you sure about this, Keeley?” he asked at last. “I mean, you’re kind of exposed here.” “Does it bother you?” “As a matter of fact it does. A lot more than it should,” he muttered. “What?” She inhaled deep so the tops of her nipples flashed into view. He shook his head, his face impassive once more. “Nothing. You’re the one paying for this session so I’ll do anything you want. I’m here for your complete and total gratification.” The thinly veiled double entendre in his deep, rumbling voice made Keeley catch her breath. “I’ll have to keep that in mind,” she purred, arching her back some more. “But in the meantime, why don’t you just take my picture?” “Your wish is my command,” he said again, and the camera began clicking. Keeley couldn’t remember when she’d ever felt so hot. Sean moved her into a variety of poses with cool precision, making her feel as if she were actually a professional model. First he turned her on her side so her breasts were pressed together to form a seductive cleavage. Then moved her up to her hands and knees on the couch, looking over her shoulder. With every pose he seemed to touch her a little more—to coax her into just the right position. Almost by accident it seemed he would brush his fingers along her forearm or the side of her knee as he showed her how to pose. Keeley loved the feel of his large, warm hands on her skin. By the time he made her brace her feet wide apart on the floor and bend over the arm of the couch, she felt as if her heart were going to burst wide open. “How do you feel about being spanked?” His deep voice penetrated the adrenaline high she was riding and brought her back down to earth in a hurry.

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“What?” Keeley turned to look at him, feeling shocked. Why was he asking her this now? And why didn’t she have an answer? How did she feel about being spanked? “I…I guess I’ve never thought about it before,” she said at last. But even as she spoke, she felt a thrill of heat run down her spine at the idea of him spanking her, of his hard palm connecting with her soft, bare buttocks. Sean laughed. “No, that came out wrong. What I meant to say was how do you feel about doing some spanking shots?” “Spanking shots?” She frowned and shook her head. “I don’t understand.” “Well…” He put the camera on its tripod and took a step closer, gesturing with one hand. “The way I have you posed here, leaning over the arm of the couch with your…uh, your ass in the air, it looks as if you’re waiting for a spanking. All we have to do is make it a little more obvious.” “How…” Keeley swallowed, hearing the click in her throat again. “How do we make it obvious?” Sean frowned and crossed his arms. “I’d have to pull down your panties to show your bare ass. And we might have to spread your legs a little bit more. We don’t really have to show much more than a little skin—just a hint of sex and let the imagination do the rest. What do you think?” Her mouth was so dry she was almost unable to answer. Did she dare to go along with the “spanking shots”? She heard Sasha’s words in her head again. You’re going to have to push your limits, her best friend had warned. This was definitely pushing. “Yes,” she said at last, nodding. “Yes, I want to do them—the shots, I mean.” “Good, I think these could be very hot.” Sean came to stand behind her and placed his hands on the bare skin of her waist. “Um…okay.” Keeley looked back, admiring the contrast of his light tan skin against her warm brown and trying not to think about what came next.

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“Let’s get you into position,” he said in a soft voice. “First, spread your legs a little bit wider.” Keeley did as he asked, very aware of his large, muscular body right behind her. The way he was standing, it was almost as if he were in position to… She closed her eyes tight, trying not to think about it. As she opened her legs, she could feel her pussy lips parting as well, spreading open to reveal the slippery dew of her sex. She bit her lip. “That’s good.” His voice was low and approving. “Now, Keeley, I’m going to pull down your panties. But not any more than you want me to. We can show just a little bit of your ass, or we can show a lot. It all depends on how comfortable you are. Let me know when you want me to stop. Okay?” “All right,” she whispered through lips that felt numb. When his hands grasped the lacy waistband of her tiny red panties and began to tug on them, she lost all power of speech. Sean moved in a slow pace, as if he were expecting her to tell him to stop at any time. But Keeley felt as though her tongue were frozen to the roof of her mouth. She couldn’t speak, even when he pulled the panties past the curve of her hips. She knew more and more of her ass was being revealed, and the way her legs were spread, her pussy was going to be visible too if he didn’t stop. He didn’t stop. The fabric slid down her thighs little by little until they could go no farther because of the way her legs were positioned. Keeley felt the heat of his body radiating against her inner thighs and the outer lips of her pussy. She’d never felt so vulnerable or so hot in her life. Sean let go of her panties. “Very good. Now we just need to work on your stance a little bit.” His hands slid up until both palms came to rest on her inner thighs, bare inches from her exposed pussy. She gasped and turned her head to see what he was doing, but he said, “Relax and arch your back for me. Just going to spread your legs a little more to get the best shot.” 30

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She arched her back as he pressed against her thighs, forcing her legs a little wider despite the lace panties. The position thrust her ass into the air and opened her pussy even more. Every muscle in her body was tense and her breath was coming in short little puffy breaths again. His hands were so close, she just knew he must be able to feel the heat from her sex—he was almost touching her. She wondered what she would do if he chose to thrust two fingers into her pussy and finger-fuck her until she pressed back against him and moaned. Or what if he decided to unzip his jeans and fill her with his cock instead? She was, after all, in a very vulnerable position, bent over the arm of the couch with her panties down and her pussy exposed. She was at his mercy. Sean could be inside her, filling her cunt with his thick shaft before she could do or say anything about it, and she would have no choice but to spread her legs wider and let him fuck her. The thought made her heart pound in her chest and she bit her lip in apprehension. But Sean didn’t fulfill her fears or her fantasies. His palms lingered on her thighs for a moment. She felt his fingers brush across her heated lips before he withdrew and slid his hands back up her ass to rest on her hips. “You’re all spread open, Keeley,” he said in a soft tone. “This pose shows a lot and I need to know if you’re comfortable with that. Is this what you want?” Keeley had seldom felt less comfortable in her life—her nerves were on edge and her heart was still knocking against her ribs. But her pussy was wet and swollen with desire—with need. “Yes,” she whispered. “This is what I want.” “All right.” He stood back from her and went to get the camera. “Look over your shoulder,” he told her, beginning to shoot. “You’re about to be spanked. Let me see how vulnerable and frightened you are.” She didn’t have to fake either emotion. She came here to seduce him, but now she wasn’t sure which way the seduction was going. As yet, he’d done nothing but touch her a little and take pictures, but where would it end? 31

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Sean took several shots from different angles, all the while congratulating himself on his professional attitude. He’d been blown away by her appearance at first, but he’d pulled it together and presented her with a cool, calm façade. Inside however, he’d been a burning inferno. And when he’d suggested the spanking shots, it was as if he’d been possessed by the devil. Was he trying to torture himself on purpose, or see just how far she’d go? That was the argument he tried to use, all the while enjoying the feel of her bare flesh as he’d exposed her. And the sight of it was more than he could bear. “I need to spank you now,” he said all of a sudden. The second the words slipped out, he wanted to call them back. It was as if his mouth moved of its own accord, speaking aloud his fondest wish. “Spank me?” As much as he wished he could, he couldn’t take it back. Acting more confident than he felt at the moment, Sean put down the camera and came to stand by her side. “Just to get a little rosy color on your cheeks.” “Rosy color?” Her nervous laughter filtered out. “You do realize it might take more than a swat or two to turn my ass red.” “Why do you say that?” He placed one hand on her ass, entranced by the feel of her bare flesh underneath his. “Because it’s brown, hello.” “I assure you, Keeley, I’m well aware what color your ass is.” There was very little about her he didn’t notice. “I’m not going for crimson here, just a well-loved look.” Her silence worried him. “Do you trust me not to hurt you?” “Yes.” She took a deep breath and bent farther over the arm of the couch, spreading her legs so the red lace of her stretched panties pulled tight against her thighs. She thrust out her bottom, giving him a better view of her sexy slit.

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“Beautiful,” he murmured. Unable to help himself, he caressed her naked ass for a moment more before moving his hand up on her lower back to hold her in place for the spanking to come. “So beautiful.” Slap! Keeley flinched when he landed the first smack, causing him to pause and question—not for the first time—if he was doing the right thing. “No. Don’t stop. I want you to spank me…for the photos. Spank me good.” “Are you sure?” “Yes,” her voice was almost pleading. “Don’t stop. I can take it.” Sean was glad one of them could. His cock felt as hard as steel and ready to erupt at any second. But he couldn’t stop now. Not when it was obvious what they both wanted. With his resolve in place, he landed another well-aimed blow to her upturned cheeks. He wasn’t hitting her very hard, but the blows were quick and effective, warming her ass beneath his palm. Slap! Slap! She wiggled a bit under his grip and he could see her curving her nails into the red velvet of the couch. But she didn’t ask him to stop. In fact, she seemed determined to drive him to his breaking point. For his own peace of mind he needed to get away from the temptation. Pulling his hand back, he delivered one final blow before stepping away from her. Keeley hung her head and he caught the sound of a tiny moan as it escaped her. His determination to get away from her vanished at once and he closed the distance he’d put between them. “Good girl,” he murmured as he stroked over her spanked ass with a gentle palm. “You took that very well, Keeley. Do you feel all right?” “Y-Yes,” Keeley said in a whisper-type tone. “Did it…am I rosy enough now? Will it look good in the shot?” She looked over her shoulder at him, waiting for his answer. Right. The shot. After the first few smacks, Sean forgot he was spanking her for anything other this own twisted pleasure. Get it together, he told himself. This is about work, not an unrequited deviant fantasy.

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“Your little ass looks delicious. Milk chocolate and roses. Beautiful. I just hope I wasn’t too rough on you.” “Not at all. Do you, uh, spank all your models?” she asked as he went back to get the camera from its tripod. Sean chuckled. “No, Keeley. Only the ones who need it.” He took a few shots then paused to look at her. “Do you remember the time you stowed away in the backseat of my car when Keenan and I went to that bar? That’s when you deserved a spanking.” “You mean when you were trying out your fake IDs?” she asked. “You two weren’t supposed to be there either as I recall.” “Mmm-hmm.” He grinned at her. She did remember. “Keenan was so mad at you.” “You weren’t though. Keenan went in, but you and I sat outside in the car and—” “And talked,” Sean finished for her, putting down the camera. “You always were easy to talk to, Keeley.” And be with. And dream of. And hope for…but thoughts such as those were foolish. No point in wishing for rain on a sunny day. No point at all. He needed to keep things friendly. It didn’t matter that this was the most erotic experience of his life. He forced himself to drag up the past so he could remember she was Keenan’s little cousin and off-limits. Raising the camera, he took several more shots, trying not to think about how tempting Keeley had become. “Sean,” she said in a sultry voice. “Do you need anything else from me? Any more pictures this way, I mean?” Not if he wanted to walk upright in this lifetime again. “No, I think we have enough in this series. Do you have another outfit you want to change into?” Maybe a tracksuit or jeans and a turtleneck. “I have several more,” she said in a cheerful manner, much to his dismay. Sean didn’t think his heart or his cock could take any more of her tempting getups. “Great, kiddo.” He shot her what he hoped was a carefree smile.

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It must have worked though, because she returned his gesture and straightened from the couch, pulling the low-rise panties up around her hips to cover her bare behind. “I’ll just be a minute,” she murmured. “Go ahead then, I’ll wait.” “Fine.” Keeley sent him a parting smile before she disappeared around the screen, leaving Sean to wonder, and not for the first time, what in the world had he gotten himself into.

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Chapter Four What should she wear next? Keeley felt as if it were a contest now—a battle of wills. She was trying to show Sean she was all grown up and ready to take whatever he could dish out, but he was still keeping her at arm’s length by reminding himself of the past. It was a war she was determined to win. She would have to dress so provocative she blew his mind. She didn’t want him thinking about the past, or Keenan, or anything but how much he wanted her. The same way she wanted him. She sifted through the bag and almost settled on the black bustier with quarter cups but stopped at the last minute. Despite the fact her nipples were visible in the red lace bra she’d just taken off, they’d still been semi-covered and she wasn’t quite brave enough to reveal herself in all her glory—not yet anyway. Also, even though she’d been bent over the couch with her legs spread, she didn’t think Sean was able to get a very good view of her moist sex. Not the way he would if she walked out with no panties on at all. What she needed was a way to show off her body but still keep her nipples and pussy mostly covered. She settled on a tiny white-mesh bottom. The net was open weave, big enough to put her assets on display while covering them, and the pale material contrasted with her skin in the nicest of ways. She put on the g-string, adjusting the tiny scrap of fabric so it covered the top part of her pussy slit only. Then she positioned the string that led from its point between her pussy lips so it just hid her clit. Keeley didn’t know where she found the nerve to wear something such as this— something so revealing it ought to make her blush with shame. It wasn’t a bathing suit she would be able to wear in public—except at a nude beach. But instead of embarrassment, she felt flushed with pleasure at the erotic sight of the tiny white string disappearing between her smooth, bare brown lips. The rubbing of the elastic material

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against her swollen clit didn’t hurt either. Every time she moved her thighs, little sparks of pleasure shot up her spine. With the bottom—such as it was—secured in place, Keeley looked for the top part of the suit. But to her dismay, she couldn’t find it. Instead, she found a tiny white half shirt, which looked like something she might wear to a wet T-shirt contest—if she ever had the nerve to enter one that was—with a pin in it. Could this shirt have been pinned to the bottom she was wearing? Could she wear it? Of course she could, why not? Keeley thought. It wasn’t as if she were going out on a public beach in the revealing outfit, not that she could legally. But this wasn’t the beach and she was dressing for an audience of one—Sean. The more skin she showed the better. She tried the shirt on, pulling the soft, tight material over her full breasts, and found it covered her nipples—just barely. The bottom curves were visible beneath the shirt’s brief hem. There was a plunging V neckline highlighting her cleavage and the dark brown of her areoles showed through, making her feel naked and covered all at the same time. “Are you ready?” Sean asked from the other side of the screen. “Coming.” Keeley took a deep breath, her heart still pounding hard. She felt as if she were answering a dare, doing something she never would have done in her wildest dreams if the stakes weren’t so high. She stepped from behind the screen once more, holding her head high and pretending not to notice the way he stared at her body as she moved. She walked back to the couch and sat, crossing her legs in a ladylike way. Sean stared at her for a moment then looked away, frowning. “Keeley, what are you trying to do?” he asked, his deep voice harsh. “Drive me crazy?” Keeley felt a flush of pleasure at the sign of his weakening. “I thought we could try some swimsuit shots,” she said, shooting him an innocent smile. “Don’t you like my suit?”

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“I’d be an idiot if I didn’t.” Sean sounded almost savage. But then he took a deep breath and blew it out, as if he were trying to calm himself. The next time he spoke, his voice was composed, even a bit amused. “Okay, swimsuit shots it is. We’d better get started.” “How do you want me?” Keeley asked again, this time quite conscious of the double meaning in her words. Sean took another deep breath. “Pose however you want to. You’re a natural.” He started snapping pictures as Keeley stretched and arched her back, thrusting out her breasts until the bottom curve of her areolas were exposed. Sean made no comment and she became even more determined to make him react. Look at me, she thought, curving her body into yet another provocative pose. See me for what I am, not what I was. I’m not a little girl anymore. I’m a woman who wants you. The only question was how would she get Sean to acknowledge that fact? Keeley had an idea. Abandoning her posing, she sat back on the couch. In a deliberate manner, she uncrossed her legs and spread her thighs. Her nether lips were drenched and swollen with need. Keeley could feel the tight white string of the g-string pull taut at her gesture, rubbing against her clit in a merciless way until she bit back a moan. God, it felt so good! She wondered again if he could see how aroused she was—how much she was enjoying herself. “Maybe you’d like to take a close-up,” she murmured, sitting up straight so her breasts thrust out. She heard Sean suck in a ragged breath. It was obvious how the erotic sight of her bare pussy lips with only the thin white string covering her clit affected him. But when he pulled the camera away from his face, his deep blue eyes were cool. “I think I’ve taken about as many standard swimsuit shots as we can use,” he said, and the challenging tone was back in his voice. “But maybe you’d like to try something else?” 38

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“Like what?” Keeley heard her voice catch in her throat. What could he have in mind now? How far could they push each other before one of them snapped under the pressure? “Well…” Sean stood and went to the sink. He retrieved a big glass of water and brought it back with him. “You’re wearing a swimsuit—part of one anyway.” His gaze swept over her body in an appraising way. “We ought to take advantage of it.” He gestured to the glass in his hand. “How?” Keeley raised an eyebrow at him, wondering if he was thinking what she thought he was. “Your swimsuit will look different if it’s wet instead of dry. I want to pour a little water over you. Over your breasts and the bottom of your suit.” He sent her a lazy smile. “That is, if you’re up for it.” Keeley lifted her chin. “I’m up for it.” If he wanted a wet T-shirt contest, he would have one, she decided. She wasn’t ashamed of her body and wasn’t afraid to show it to him. “Good, come over here with me for a minute.” He gestured her to a clear space on the floor. “Don’t want to get my couch all wet.” Keeley came to stand on the spot he indicated and braced herself for the splash of cold water. But when Sean poured a trickle from the glass over her right breast, it wasn’t cold at all. “Oh—it’s warm.” She looked down to where the soaked fabric was clinging to the taut curve of her breast. The shirt was more see-through than ever and the dark brown of her areola and nipple were very visible. “Mmm-hmm.” Sean smiled at her and poured a little more water over her left breast. “Don’t want to freeze you to death.” He stood back a moment to admire his work then shook his head. “Hmm, but that’s not right…” “What? What isn’t right?” Keeley glanced at herself, wondering what he was talking about. 39

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“The point of this kind of shot—we call it a ‘glamour shot’ in the business—is to showcase certain parts of a woman’s body. In this case, we’re looking at your nipples. But they need to be a little harder—need to stand out a little more. I could have used cold water to make it happen, but I didn’t want you to catch a chill.” “That’s…very considerate of you.” Keeley looked at him, feeling her breath beginning to come short again. There was a challenge hanging in the air between them. Before she could stop herself she asked, “Could you…do you think you could make them harder? Make them stand out more for the picture?” “I know I can. The question is, do you want me to?” It was on the tip of her tongue to tell him she wanted a lot more than that, but then she remembered Sasha’s words. Ice princess, her friend’s voice rang in her head. “I want you to do anything you can to get the best shot possible.” “All right then.” Sean put the glass on the floor beside him and stepped closer. Keeley felt her heart stutter and the apprehension she was feeling must have shown on her face. “Just relax,” he murmured, putting his large, warm hands on her bare waist. “Not gonna hurt you—just gonna plump up those dark little nipples so we can get some pretty shots of your breasts under the wet shirt.” “All…all right.” Her breath caught in her throat as his hands traveled up her trembling abdomen to cup the curves of her breasts. His fingers stroked over the fabric straining against her flesh and caressed the sensitive mocha-tinged buds of her nipples. Keeley gasped as his touch sent sparks of pleasure throughout her entire body and her nipples hardened under his touch. But Sean stopped much sooner than she wanted him too. “Nice,” he said, eyeing the tight T-shirt. “But I think we can do better.” Before she could ask him what he meant, Sean reached for the hem of her shirt and peeled it up, baring her naked breasts for him. Keeley struggled to retain her composure. It felt so good to have his gaze on her, to see the heat in their deep blue depths as he looked at her bare breasts with nothing 40

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“I’m going to pinch your nipples, Keeley,” he said in a soft tone, nodding at her bare breasts. “Not very hard—just enough to make them stand out. Okay?” “O-Okay,” she whispered, her defiance disappearing as quickly as it appeared. She was anxious as she watched Sean slide his hands up her naked torso again, driving everything but his touch on her skin out of her mind. He cupped her breasts once more, as though weighing them, and then his long fingers found her bare nipples and began to squeeze. Keeley gasped as he rolled her hard buds between his thumbs and forefingers, tugging and teasing her nipples and sending jolts of pleasure down her spine to the heated well of her pussy. It was as though there were a direct connection between the two parts of her body, and every gentle pinch of Sean’s fingers increased the heat and moisture between her thighs. “Good girl, Keeley,” Sean murmured, watching her face as she reacted to his touch. “Just relax and let me make your nipples nice and hard for the pictures.” He squeezed her erect peaks again, only this time he did it harder. Keeley gasped out loud at the sharp little pleasure-pain that traveled through her body at his touch. He was trying to drive her mad. She just knew it.

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“All right then. For the picture.” Either he was a masterful liar or she was just as turned-on by this as he was. “But first let’s go back to the couch.” He led her back to the red velvet sofa and seated her beside him, putting an arm around her shoulders as though they were about to kiss. Then he bent his head and took one taut peak between his lips, sucking hard to get as much of her breast into his mouth at one time as he could. Keeley gasped and let out a soft cry as his tongue lapped against her flesh. She leaned back against his supporting arm and thrust her breasts out, giving him complete access to her body. He couldn’t believe she was sitting here on the couch, her head thrown back and her breasts exposed, letting him suck her plump, naked nipples. And he couldn’t believe he was doing it. But, God, she tasted so good—like warm skin and vanilla with a faint hint of salt. The essence of Keeley. It made him wonder what her pussy would taste like even though he knew he shouldn’t be thinking that way. Hell, he shouldn’t be doing what he was right now. Sean needed to bring this madness to an end and damn quick. Pulling away, he looked at his handiwork and bit back a groan. He didn’t know how much longer he was going to be able to ignore his aching cock. “That’s good, Keeley,” he said, his deep voice hoarse. “Very good. I think they’ll show up through your shirt now.” “Wait,” Keeley said. “Yes?” “You said… I mean… You told me you were going to pour water all over my bathing suit, but you just poured it over my…over my breasts. My nipples.” She sat up straighter and looked him in the eye. “Yes.” Where was she going with this? “What about the bottom of my suit, Sean?” she asked, spreading her thighs slightly so the tiny scrap of white fabric barely covering her pussy was exposed. “Aren’t you going to pour any water down there?” 43

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Damn. Caught in his own web of lies. “Oh yes. I almost forgot. We need your entire suit to be wet—not just the top. Good thinking.” “Thank you.” Keeley started to stand. “Where do you want me?” “No, no—stay right there. Don’t worry about ruining the couch. It won’t take much water to get that tiny bottom you have on soaked.” Sean brought the half-full glass of water over to the couch and sat beside her again. “All right now, Keeley,” he said. “Spread your legs for me and let me get you wet.” She gave him a long look at the provocative words but did as she was told, spreading her thighs so her semi-naked pussy was revealed beneath the minuscule triangle of fabric. “That’s good,” Sean murmured. He bent forward and poured a tiny trickle of water over the white fabric, biting back a groan of his own as Keeley moaned. “Nice and wet,” he said, putting down the glass. “Now let me see if that’s what we need.” “Okay.” Sean knelt in front of her and placed his hands on her inner thighs. “Let me spread you a little more. I need to make sure the bottom of your suit looks good.” She licked her lips but leaned back against the couch as Sean opened her farther apart. “Very nice,” he murmured, stroking her soft skin. The bikini bottom pulled down a little when she sat, displaying the dark, puffy outer lips of her pussy to his eager gaze. “I definitely want to get some shots of you like this. Pictures of your pussy spread open in this pathetic little excuse for a bathing suit.” He looked up at her. “Is that what you want, Keeley?” She nodded instead of speaking, and he wondered if she was going to call a halt to this game, but she remained silent. He decided to push her a bit further.

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“Good. But you need to be a little more open for me to get a great shot,” he continued. “Need to spread open your pussy lips so we can see the outline of your clit under the fabric.” He looked at her, waiting for her to object, but to his surprise and delight, she didn’t. Which meant one thing. “Do you want me to do it, Keeley? Want me to spread open your soft little cunt?” “God, Sean.” Her exclamation was soon followed by calmer words. “Whatever you think. I need…I mean, I want you to do it.” “Good girl,” he said. “I want you to just relax for me now, Keeley. Remember, I would never hurt you.” “I know you wouldn’t,” she agreed in a soft tone. Sean slid his hands farther up her inner thighs and parted the swollen folds of her cunt with his thumbs. “Beautiful.” “Am I… I mean, is the suit wet enough?” she asked. “Almost,” Sean lied. The bikini was more than adequate, but he’d come way too far to stop now. “You are, sweetheart. Your pussy is nice and moist. But the fabric covering it could be a little wetter. What we need is to use some of your natural juices to make it look slick—need to make it outline your clit more too. Can I show you what I mean?” “Yes, I…yes,” she whispered. “All right,” he said, leaning a little closer. “But I want you to watch while I do this, Keeley. Want you to watch me spread open your pretty little pussy and finger you until you’re ready.” He knew he shouldn’t be doing this, but he was determined Keeley would break first. He wasn’t going to stop until she told him to. Another breathy little moan slipped from her mouth but she kept her eyes trained downward as he commanded.

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“It’s like this,” Sean said. “Notice how you can see just the outline of your clit under this thin fabric?” As soft as he could he brushed a fingertip over the erect bud, causing Keeley to jump and gasp. “Y-Yes,” she stuttered a bit. “I see.” “But it’s still not good enough to show everything we want.” I want, he said to himself. He slid two fingers down the inverted triangle’s point until he was stroking along the thin string of fabric that disappeared between her pussy lips. Keeley was biting her lip as he dipped into her aching sex, and gathered her juices to spread over the white mesh fabric. Sean rubbed gently at the material covering her clit, imagining it was his tongue not his fingers working on her pussy. “That’s right,” he murmured as Keeley trembled beneath his touch. “Just relax and let me touch you.” His fingers dipped down again, and this time they slid much farther into her tight sheath. God, if only it was his cock buried in her instead! Sean could almost feel her heat wrapping around his shaft, the same way her long brown legs would wrap around his hips, drawing him deeper into her. Keeley moaned as he finger-fucked her pussy. With every thrust he pressed his digits deeper within her to gather as much moisture as he could. “Good girl,” he said, pressing even deeper. “Open your cunt for me, Keeley. Let me touch you.” Moaning, she did as he asked, spreading her thighs wider to give him better access. Her dark brown eyes were half-lidded with desire as she watched what he was doing. Sean was shocked at her uninhibited responsiveness to his touch. So much so, he couldn’t help but continuing. But by now he knew he wouldn’t have been able to stop if someone put a gun to his head. She was just too damn beautiful, spread out for him in this way, so vulnerable, so open. His mouth was dry and his cock felt hard enough to

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fuck a hole though a brick wall as he withdrew his fingers and began rubbing her juices over the thin panel of fabric covering her clit. Keeley arched her back and gasped, fisting her hands at her sides. Sean could tell she was right on the verge—so close to coming he could almost taste it. Which was just what he wanted to do—open her pussy lips and take a long, slow taste of her cunt. God, he needed to stop before he took her over the edge, because if he didn’t, he wasn’t sure he’d be able to stop at all. He was here to take her pictures and nothing more. It was time to get back to business before he lost it. Forcing himself to withdraw his fingers, he stood and moved across the room. “Think you’re wet enough now. Pose for me,” he ordered hoarsely as he began to take picture after picture of her in the skimpy outfit. Keeley did as he ordered, thrusting out her breasts and spreading her thighs to give him the most erotic shots possible. When the camera stopped clicking, she smiled at him. “There’s one more outfit I want to try on, Sean,” she said. “It’ll just take me a minute.” She stood and strolled around behind the screen. God! Sean ran a hand through his hair and let out a deep breath of frustration as she slipped out of sight. He couldn’t remember ever wanting a woman more, and yet she was the one woman he couldn’t have. Keenan’s cousin—she’s Keenan’s little cousin! he reminded himself, but his cock, snarling in his jeans for release, didn’t give a damn who she was. It seemed as if he’d been hard for hours, hard from watching her pose in those tiny little outfits. Hard from touching her and sucking her nipples. And still she wasn’t ready to concede. What the hell was going on? Should have known, Sean thought, fiddling with his camera while he waited for her to get changed. Keeley always did have to win at everything, but this is one game she’s going to have to lose, he told himself. But he wasn’t so sure anymore he had the upper hand. Everything he’d done thus far to push Keeley into a corner seemed to only make her push back. He wondered if she really did have a boyfriend to give the pictures he’d 47

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taken of her to, and if so, who the lucky bastard was. He felt a surge of jealousy at the thought of anyone seeing the provocative poses he’d taken of Keeley. No one else but him ought to see her this way, damn it! She was his. He’d laid claim to her the moment he agreed to take the erotic pictures. Sean shook his head. What am I thinking? Keeley wasn’t his and she never would be. If Keenan knew the way Sean had been touching his little cousin for the past couple of hours, their friendship would be over for good. No, the game was going too far. Whatever skimpy outfit Keeley came out in next, Sean promised himself he wouldn’t react. He would take the pictures of her and send her on her way. No more touching, no more licking and without a doubt no more sucking—no matter how bad he wanted to. He would just shoot the pictures and send her home. “I’m ready.” Keeley’s sultry voice interrupted the frantic promises Sean was making to himself. He turned to see her wearing the most provocative outfit yet, and it took every ounce of self-control he could muster not to go to her and take her right there on his posing couch. She was wearing some kind of black leather corset laced up the front. The brief cups on the garment didn’t come close to covering the smooth chocolate slopes of her breasts. Instead, the cups pushed them up and put them on display. Her hard mochatinged nipples were fully exposed. With every step she took, her full breasts jiggled, like some exotic fruit on a tray. But if the top was bad, the bottom of her outfit was even worse. At first glance, it looked as if she wore another tiny wispy pair of panties. But although the black lace of the undergarment encircled her waist, that was where it ended. There was no little triangle to cover her this time. There wasn’t even the tiniest strip of material to hide her sex. Instead a single flawless strand of pearls came down between her legs and disappeared between her bare lips, which were slick and puffy with desire. Sean knew the minute she spread her legs he would be able to see her little clit because the pearls would hide nothing at all.

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“How do you want me?” Keeley purred, giving him an arched smile. I want you on the couch with your thighs spread so I can eat your soaking-wet cunt until you come all over my face! I want to push you facedown over the arm of the couch and spread your pussy lips with my cock and fuck you until you scream! I want to… Sean pushed the hungry thoughts away. If he lost control now, he’d never get it back. And if he ate Keeley’s pussy, or worse, fucked her, there would be hell to pay if Keenan found out. And it wasn’t just concern about what his best friend would say or do that stopped him from taking her, Sean acknowledged to himself. It was the fact she was more than just a conquest to him—more than just a one-night stand. Hell, he had history with Keeley—fourteen years of it. If he took her once, he’d want to take her again, want to keep her in his life. And she’d told him he was taking these pictures for someone else. Some man who didn’t deserve her, no doubt. There was no point in getting involved with a woman he wanted but could never have and ruin the best friendship in his life at the same time. He needed to keep his cool! “You can sit on the couch,” he said, trying to keep his voice level. “All right.” Keeley smiled at him, a confident, knowing smile he never would have believed her capable of. “By the way,” she continued, settling herself on the red velvet couch. “I brought some props of my own. I hope you don’t mind.” “No problem,” he started to say, but then he saw what she was holding in one hand. A hot pink vibrator.

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Chapter Five Keeley’s heart was beating so loud she was afraid Sean would be able to hear it across the room. The quarter cups of the bustier pushed her breasts up and out, putting her nipples on display. The thin, smooth strand of pearls rubbed against her swollen clit with every step, rousing her desires even further. But it was the fuchsia vibrator with its clit-tickling bunny that was making her heart pound and her breath come short. Before she’d stepped from behind the curtain, she wondered if she could go through with this, but after seeing the heated look in his eyes, Keeley knew she could. She was close to winning this strange little game they were playing—close to making Sean acknowledge he wanted her as much as she wanted him. And even if they only had one night together it would be enough—or so she told herself. “I’m ready,” she said. She sat on the couch and spread her legs, giving him the full benefit of her tiny silk and pearl panties. She knew the strand of pearls left nothing to the imagination, but that was all right. The time for hiding was over. What she wanted was full exposure. It was the one thing that would force Sean over the edge. Taking a deep breath, she slid the strand of pearls to one side and began rubbing the head of the vibrator against her open cunt. She heard Sean take in a deep breath and she noticed he wasn’t taking any pictures. In fact, the camera was forgotten on its stand beside him. “What kind of shot would you call this, Sean?” she purred as she inserted just the head of the pink vibrator into her pussy. God, it felt so good, and yet she wanted something more—like him buried deep in her. “We’d call that a penetration shot.” His deep voice was hoarse with emotion. “But you’d have to put the toy in your pussy for me to get a good picture of it.”

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Keeley took a deep breath and looked him in the eye. “Maybe you can help show me how it ought to be done. What do you think, Sean?” “Maybe.” He took a few quick pictures before he cleared his throat and added, “If you want me to.” “You know I want you to,” Keeley said, slipping another inch of the vibrator into the depths of her pussy. “I want you to come here and give me what I need. Show me what you want me to do.” “I’ll show you,” he said in a soft tone, but there was a dangerous glint in his eyes that made her catch her breath. Without a sound he walked over to her and dropped to his knees, taking control of the vibrator before she could say another word. “It’s like this,” he murmured, pressing the sex toy deep into her pussy, fucking her with it. “All the way inside your tight cunt. See, Keeley?” She gasped as the intense sensation of being penetrated to the core washed over her. God—it felt so good—so right! The only thing better would be if it was his cock instead of the toy filling her. She moaned and squeezed her eyes shut, almost unable to bear the pleasure he was giving her. “No.” Sean’s voice was rough. “No, Keeley. I want you to watch while I do this. Watch while I fuck your tight little pussy.” Keeley looked down and was mesmerized by the sight of him pressing the toy into her tight sex. She watched as the plastic shaft sunk into her thrust after thrust, the way the rabbit’s ears brushed against her swollen clit with every inward motion as Sean fucked the toy into her. She hadn’t even turned the vibrator on, but as though reading her thoughts, he pressed the button on the bottom. With a low buzz, the vibration started, sending a new shock wave of sensation through her body. She gasped out loud as the bunny’s ears began to twitch in rapid succession. The next time Sean pressed the toy into her cunt, he held it there, angling it down so she received the full effect.

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“Oh God! Oh God!” Keeley moaned, unable to help herself. The heady buzzing sensation against her already sensitive clit was too much. She was going to come, going to come so hard… “That’s right, sweetheart,” she heard Sean murmur. “That’s right, come for me. Want to watch you come while I fuck you this way.” His dirty words combined with the vibrator pressing right against her swollen clit were too much. Gasping, Keeley felt herself falling over the edge of orgasm as Sean watched her, the hungry look never leaving his eyes. “Good girl,” he murmured. “Oh yeah, come for me.” “Sean,” she gasped. “Oh God—Sean!” It felt so good, so right, and yet what she really wanted was to come clenching his shaft with the walls of her pussy. And to feel him coming at the same time, pushing into her and filling her with his cock. “Sean,” she moaned again, past caring about maintaining her ice princess persona. “Please, the toy is good but it’s not you. I need you.” “I can’t stand this anymore!” With a low, frustrated growl he pulled the vibrator out of her and threw it to one side. Then, grasping her thighs in both hands, he pulled her hips to the edge of the couch and buried his face between her legs. Keeley could do nothing but moan and buck against him. The rapid vibration of the toy was replaced by the heat of his mouth and the new sensations were almost more than she could stand. Sean’s unshaven cheeks rubbed against her tender inner thighs and his tongue stroked over her sensitive clit. “Sean!” she gasped. “Oh God, Sean!” She buried her hands in his thick hair and his reaction was swift. He pulled her even closer and plunged his tongue deep into the depths of her trembling cunt. Keeley moaned as he penetrated her, pressing as deep as he could into her pussy, tongue-fucking her until she couldn’t catch her breath. She could feel another orgasm building, this one even stronger than the first. She just couldn’t believe she was spread out on a couch with the man she’d wanted forever eating her pussy. 52

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He pulled back, but only for a moment. “Let go, Keeley,” he said, his eyes darkened with desire. “And fuck my face while I eat your pussy. I need to feel you coming all around me, just this once.” Keeley wanted to protest the “just this once” part. She wanted to tell him she wanted him every day for the rest of their lives. But before she could say anything, Sean spread her nether lips wide with his thumbs and sucked her swollen clit into his mouth. His tongue lashed the sensitive bundle of nerves as he slid two fingers into her cunt once more. There was nothing gentle about the way he fingered her this time, filling her, fucking her until she came. Her inner muscles clenched around his invading fingers as his tongue continued to torture her clit until she felt as if she were dying or flying or both. But as incredible as it was, it wasn’t exactly what she wanted. What she wanted wasn’t his tongue or his fingers. It was his cock. What she wanted was to feel Sean buried to the hilt inside her, his thick shaft stretching the walls of her sex, pumping her pussy full of his cum, claiming her as his own forever. “Sean,” she moaned, tugging his hair to get him to look at her. “That was incredible. But I want…I need…” “Keeley, sweetheart.” His voice was rough and low. “I want it too. God knows I do. But we can’t. You know we can’t.” In an abrupt move that startled her, he pulled away from her and stood, turning his back to her. Keeley sat up, crossing her legs. She could see the tense set of his broad shoulders, the need in every line of his big body. He wanted her. He’d even admitted it. In a way, she’d won. So why did she feel so empty now? “It’s because of my cousin, isn’t it?” She wrapped her arms around herself in protection. “It’s because Keenan is so damn overprotective he doesn’t want to see me with anyone—not even his best friend.” “That’s not it.” He turned to face her, shaking his head. “We just…we shouldn’t be doing this, Keeley. I’m sorry, but I think you should leave now.” 53

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***** Sean sighed with frustration as he shut the door on her retreating figure. He licked his lips, tasting the sweet-salty flavor of her pussy and knew he was in trouble. He couldn’t stop thinking about the way Keeley looked with the vibrator buried to the hilt in her tight little cunt. The bright pink of the sex toy contrasted with her creamy, milk chocolate slit, making him that much hotter. And the way she moaned and trembled under him while he ate her… How the hell was he ever supposed to do a shoot with her again with that on his mind? And it wasn’t just because she was the sexiest, most desirable woman he’d ever laid eyes on that was complicating the situation either. It was the fact he had feelings for Keeley. He wanted her as more than a quick fuck, which made the circumstances unbearable. The photo session tonight made it clear to him as nothing else could have. Maybe he’d always wanted her, he wasn’t sure, but it was a moot point now. If it was just that she was Keenan’s little cousin, Sean would have been willing to risk his best friend’s wrath. Now that he knew he cared for Keeley and wanted her in his life as more than a little-cousin-type friend, he would brave any obstacle to have her. He realized he would even risk his lifelong friendship to have her. What was standing in his way wasn’t his relationship with Keenan. It was knowing she was having these pictures taken for another man. That some other undeserving bastard was going to see her in her peekaboo outfits and see her pussy filled with the vibrator. It drove him crazy to think about it, to think of anyone else seeing the photos he took, of this other guy getting all worked up about them and then fucking Keeley the way he wanted to fuck her. Forget it—stop thinking about it now. She’s with some other guy. Leave her alone to live her life. Sighing, he walked to his desk and began to download the pictures from his digital camera. He always preferred to do any corrective techniques while his subject was still

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fresh in his mind. That way he produced the best pictures. And even though he felt as if these images were burned into his brain, Keeley had still paid him for the session. It was his obligation as a professional photographer to give her the best prints possible. He hooked the camera right into his workstation and began to bring the pictures up on the screen of his laptop. Just seeing her luscious, curvy body had his cock aching in his pants. He’d been hard all evening, almost from the minute she walked in the door. He wondered if Keeley would believe him if he told her he found her just as tempting in the conservative blouse and skirt she’d worn to the shoot as he did when she was dressed in the other outfits. He sent some of the first images, the ones with her in the red lace lingerie to his printer, which was loaded with high-quality photo paper and forced himself to go on. He wanted to jerk off. No, he needed to jerk off. His balls ached and his cock was so hard he felt as if he had a telephone pole shoved down the front of his jeans. But he didn’t want to do it to pictures of Keeley—didn’t want to dig himself a hole any deeper than the one he was already in. He’d left the camera on its stand during the last part of the shoot, but in addition to in-camera red-eye removal and white-balance bracketing, it also had a feature called remote capture. Everything he and Keeley did on the couch after he left the camera on its stand was recorded for posterity. Sean scrubbed a hand across his jaw as he watched picture after picture of the toy disappearing into her sex. When the images of himself kneeling between her thighs began to load, he groaned aloud. God, the contrast of his lightly tanned skin against the exotic beauty of her mocha tones was almost too much to bear. He thought of Keeley’s dark, almond-shaped eyes, and the look—half defiant, half shy—that filled them as she displayed her body for him. It couldn’t have been easy for her, shy little Squints, who never said boo to anyone, to come out dressed like a Playboy model. And yet she’d managed to capture his heart and his cock at the same time with her posing.

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But it’s all for another man, he reminded himself. All for some jerk who doesn’t even deserve her. A sharp rapping at the sliding metal door to his loft broke Sean’s train of thought. Now what? He glanced at his watch—almost eleven. Who the hell was banging on his door at eleven o’clock at night? The only person who ever came to visit him this late was— “Sean? You in there? Open up.” Shit! Sean stood so fast he almost knocked over the desk that held his computer and printer. It was Keenan! Keenan at his door not thirty minutes after Keeley left. Not thirty minutes since Sean finished sucking her nipples and eating her pussy. Hell, he could still taste her on his lips. He slapped the laptop closed, hiding the incriminating images. Taking a deep breath, he tried to compose himself. He didn’t know what the hell he was going to say, but there was no point in putting it off. “Sean, damn it! Open up!” Keenan sounded good and pissed and Sean felt his gut clench. He wondered if this was the end of their fourteen-year friendship. Striding to the door, he slid it open to see his best friend’s face, which was as dark as a thundercloud. If Keeley was milk chocolate, Keenan was dark. He kept his jet black hair shaved close to his scalp and a trimmed mustache and goatee framed his mouth, which was at this time pulled down into a scowl. But then again, Keenan was almost always scowling. “Hi, Keenan,” he said, trying to appear casual. “What’re you doing here this time of night?” “What’s this I hear about you spending time alone with Keeley?” Keenan asked as he strode into the loft. “Where did you hear that?” Sean closed the door and faced his destiny head-on. It was going to go down tonight, of that he was sure. He’d prefer if they didn’t come to 57

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blows. Not because he didn’t think he could take his best friend in a fight if it came to that. It was just it was liable to be a hell of a brawl and he’d just finished paying off his equipment. “Sasha dropped her off when she came over for our date tonight.” Keenan folded his arms over his chest. “So?” “You’re dating Sasha now? Miss Personality?” Now that was interesting. “I thought she wasn’t your type. You said if she was any bubblier she’d float away. What gives?” “There’s…a side of Sasha I didn’t know about until of late. But that’s not why I came here.” He took a step forward and poked a stiff finger at Sean’s chest. “What was my cousin doing at your place and why did she look like a girl with her hand caught in the cookie jar when I asked her the same question?” Sean shrugged and made his way around the accusing finger to the bar. “We were doing a session. Keeley thinks she might want to get into modeling and I think it’s a great idea. With her high cheekbones and those big, dark eyes, she’s a natural. You want a scotch?” He began pouring himself one, making sure he was careful to keep his eyes fixed on the amber liquid splashing into the cut glass tumbler instead of on Keenan’s dark face. “No, I don’t want a scotch. Sasha is waiting for me in the car.” Keenan wandered over to the workstation, still frowning. Then his gaze fell on the printer, and the pages lying in its output tray. Too late, Sean remembered the pictures of Keeley in the tiny red lace lingerie set were the last thing he printed. “Look, Keenan—” he started, setting down his drink. “A modeling session, huh?” Kennan grabbed the topmost photograph, a glossy print of Keeley in a provocative pose with her areolas showing. Her mouth was half open and her eyes were almost closed in an expression of catlike sensuality. Keenan clenched the print in one large fist and rounded on Sean. “What the fuck is this?”

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Sean took a deep breath. “It’s an example of boudoir photography. Keeley said…said she wanted the poses for someone special.” It hurt to say the words out loud, but it was more than obvious Keenan was too enraged to notice his friend’s pain. “Are you telling me,” he advanced on Sean, the photo still clutched in his fist, “you took pornographic pictures of my baby cousin?” “Yeah, I did. And you know what?” Sean continued, knowing he was adding fuel to the fire. “I enjoyed every minute of it. I’ve always wanted to get closer to Keeley— always wanted a chance to act on what might be between us. But you,” he poked a stiff finger at Keenan’s broad chest, “you were always in the way. Keeping me away from her. Making sure I knew she was off-limits.” “That’s because she is off-limits.” Keenan’s voice was little more than a growl. “Why?” Sean arched an eyebrow at his friend. “Because no man is good enough for her, or because I’m not good enough for her? Because I’m white.” “What the fuck are you talking about?” Despite the bravado of his words, Keenan looked uncomfortable. “I knew it.” Sean glared at his best friend. “As far as you’re concerned, I’m plenty acceptable to be your friend but not at all good enough to be Keeley’s man. Is that it?” “What if it is?” Keenan’s voice was low and savage. “Tell me something, Sean— what black man is going to want to be with her after she’s been with you? And how am I supposed to heal her broken heart once you use her and drop her the way you do with all your women?” “Use her and drop her?” Sean felt his hands clench into fists. “Is that really what you think of me?” “What am I supposed to think?” Keenan roared. “I see you all around town with a different chick every week. Let me tell you something, Sean. Keeley is not some new fuck-toy you can play with until you get bored with her. She’s my flesh and blood and I don’t want to see her get hurt.”

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“And I’m not trying to hurt her.” Sean kept his voice low and even. “I’m sorry you see me as a player, Keenan, but Keeley’s more than that to me. The women you see me around town with are clients—usually they fly in to do a session with me and I take them around as a courtesy.” Keenan snorted, his disbelief writing all over his face. “Some courtesy. I always wondered why you wanted to leave your stable job and jump into the deep end with something as unstable as photography. Guess I know why now. It’s all the pretty pussy you’ve been getting. But I’m telling you now, Keeley is not going to be one of your conquests.” Sean clenched his jaw. “How many times do I have to tell you Keeley’s not just another piece of ass to me? Damn it, Keenan. I love her!” As he spoke the words, he knew them to be true. From the first minute he’d laid eyes on Keeley Jackson, even back when she wore braces and glasses, he’d known she belonged in his life. “I love her,” he repeated, taking a deep breath and looking his best friend in the eyes. “And if you hadn’t spent so many years keeping us apart, I might have stood a chance with her. But now it’s too late—she’s with some guy who doesn’t deserve to touch her—doesn’t deserve to be anywhere near her. But I guess you more than likely approve of him, huh? Because whoever he is, I’d bet a million dollars he’s black.” Keenan shook his head, looking confused. “What the hell are you talkin’ about? Keeley’s not seeing anyone—black or white. She hasn’t had a boyfriend since she graduated college six months ago.” “What?” It was Sean’s turn to look confused. “But she said…she told me these pictures were for a special man in her life.” Keenan frowned. “Well, unless she met somebody I don’t know about, which is doubtful, then she’s been playing you for a fool, Sean.” “No, I can’t believe that. Unless…unless she was trying to get my attention.” All of a sudden the sight of her in the slinky black dress at the Christmas party flashed across the front of his brain. The way she’d made sure to brush against him so he knew she 60

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wore nothing underneath it. The way she’d cornered him under the mistletoe. Hell, the way she’d been looking at him since they were kids. Could it be Keeley felt the same way about him he felt about her and this was her way of letting him know? Sean felt his heart jump. Damn, if that was the truth… “What are you talking about? What would she want to get your attention for?” Keenan demanded, breaking Sean’s train of thought. “Maybe because I spent so much of my life trying not to pay her any attention. Because I knew it would piss you off if I dated your cousin. Well, let me tell you something, Keenan.” He stepped closer and put one hand on his friend’s broad shoulder. “I’m not backing down anymore. It might have taken a hell of a lot to make me realize it, but I want Keeley in my life as more than a friend. And I’m sorry if you have issues, but this is between Keeley and me. I promise you I won’t hurt her, Keenan, but I can’t promise not to go after her. I love her.” “You think you love her now,” Keenan growled. “But six months from now I’m going to be the one picking up the pieces.” “I’m telling you, man, that’s not the way it’s going to go,” Sean denied. “Sure it’s not.” Keenan shrugged Sean’s hand off his shoulder and headed for the door. “I have to go. I can’t talk about this anymore.” He stormed out of the loft, leaving Sean feeling dazed. He sank back onto a stool at the bar and took a long drink of his abandoned scotch. He hated like hell to lose Keenan’s friendship, but he really believed his friend’s objections went deeper than the black-white issue. Keenan was genuine in his fear that Sean was going to hurt Keeley. Never. Sean closed his eyes, imagining Keeley in his life for all time. Her big dark eyes and smooth mocha skin played a big part of his fantasy. But he couldn’t deny he loved her sense of humor and her sharp intelligence too. She was gorgeous and funny and sexy and smart—all the things he’d been looking for in a woman.

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So then why had she pretended there was another man in her life? A man she was taking the pictures for? The answer seemed more than obvious to Sean once he thought about it. She’d done it to make him notice her—to make him jealous. And damn if her ploy hadn’t worked. Well… Sean grinned to himself. He had a few tricks up his own sleeve and Keeley wasn’t the only one who could play dirty. Come tomorrow night, he was going to beat her at her own game. And then he was going to tell her he wanted her in his life forever.

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Chapter Six It was now or never. Keeley stood outside Sean’s loft as nervous tonight as she had been yesterday. This time was different though. It was winner takes all. Either she would walk in there and win his heart, or she would walk away, knowing once and for all there would never, could never, be anything between them. If Sean could let her leave without taking her in his arms and declaring to anyone and everyone she was his woman, then he wasn’t the man she thought he was, and he wasn’t the man for her. This was it. She loved him. She’d always loved him and nothing would ever change that, but Keeley refused to put her heart or her body on hold for him any longer. With her eyes wide open and her resolve in place, Keeley knocked on Sean’s door and waited to see what her future had in store for her. It didn’t take long for him to answer, and when he did, his presence took her breath away. He was dressed similar to yesterday, the only exception being he was barefoot and wearing a white T-shirt instead of a black one. He looked just as handsome though, which wasn’t a surprise. “Well. Well. Well,” Sean taunted as he ran his gaze slowly over her. Even though she was dressed in conservative clothing, dark blue jeans and a black turtleneck, she felt exposed to him. “You showed up.” As if she would miss this opportunity to make him hers. “I said I would.” And she meant it. If only for the last time. “Yes, you did.” He stood back, allowing her to enter before shutting the door and locking it. Keeley’s heart pounded as she walked into the loft and headed straight for the dressing screen. She had nothing to lose now except her nerve and she wasn’t about to do that by hesitating. The sound of Sean’s sharp laughter haltered her in her tracks. “What, no hellos? No ‘how has your day been, Sean’?” 63

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Keeley remained cool as glanced over her shoulder at him, ice princess strong. “Do you expect all your models to make idle chatter with you?” “No,” he fired back, just as cool despite the heat building in his eyes. “But to be fair, I don’t normally go down on them either.” Talk about splitting hairs. “Normally?” What the heck did that mean? “Yes, normally. It isn’t as if you were the first person to request boudoir photography, after all, Keeley.” His self-satisfied grin set her teeth on edge. Surprise, surprise, Sean wasn’t going down without a fight. “I don’t doubt it.” Keeley couldn’t tell if he was lying or not, but she’d be damned if she let him see how his words chipped away at her heart. “Then let me commend you on being very, very good at your job.” She turned back around and headed toward the screen, tossing out, “Did I mention very?” as she strolled behind the partition. Once out of his view, she set the satchel on the small stool once more and rallied her courage for her final performance. With trembling hands, she opened the bag and extracted the four items nestled inside. She held them in one hand as she moved the satchel with the other and dropped it to the floor before setting the costume on the stool. As she pulled off her turtleneck, she heard Sean’s footsteps coming toward her. Even though he’d seen her in all her glory, Keeley still reacted on impulse and pulled the shirt to her breasts to cover herself. She wanted to do things on her own terms and not grant him a free unscripted show. But instead of coming around the screen as she feared, he stopped right in front of it. “Would you like a glass of wine?” Although the idea sounded like her version of heaven on earth, she didn’t want her senses to be dulled by alcohol, nor did she want to risk him throwing her drinking back in her face once she played her final hand. “No. I’m good.” Feeling all kinds of ridiculous now, she dropped the shirt onto her bag. “I’ll be out in a second.” “Take your time,” he called out. “We want to make your last shoot memorable.” 64

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“It will be,” she promised. One way or the other she was going to remember tonight for the rest of her life. “I’m almost done.” She smiled to herself as she glanced at the sparse ensemble awaiting her. It wouldn’t take her any time at all to put it on, or for him to take it off. “Two minutes. Tops.” “Fine. I’ll set up.” As he readied everything, she stripped, not bothering to fold her clothing as she took it off. She was ready for this evening to begin and had more important things on her mind. Wasting time folding clothes wasn’t on the agenda. Neither was frittering away precious moments daydreaming. It was time to get dressed and play her final card. This time the outfit was of her own choosing, picked out in order to fuel Sean’s desire. The other outfits were pure sex, leaving just a hint of oomph for him to drool over. Tonight she had another idea in mind. Tonight, she would leave nothing to the imagination. Once nude, she reached for the first piece, a white shirt collar with a black bow tie pinned to it. The collar snapped around her neck, and with a quick tug she had it centered perfectly. Next she grabbed the starched matching white shirt cuffs and placed them on her wrists before slipping her feet into the black stiletto high heels. Keeley wasn’t sure if stilettos were the shoe of choice for Playboy Bunnies, but they made her legs look hot as hell. Besides, if things went right, the only thing she’d be doing in those heels would be digging them into Sean’s back as he fucked her. Last but not least, she picked up the pink and white satin bunny ears headband and set it on her head. Deep in thought, she fluffed her spiral-curled hair and gazed in the mirror at her reflection. In this outfit she no longer bore any resemblance to the “Squints” Sean knew when they were younger. She was a strong, sensual woman with, if she could say so herself, a very nice body that was accentuated by her interpretation of the perfect

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Playboy outfit. Subtle it wasn’t, but there was no way in hell he’d be able to resist his own personal Bunny. “Ready whenever you are,” he called, breaking her train of thought. “I doubt it,” she whispered to her reflection. “How many costume changes are we doing tonight?” “I only brought one outfit,” Keeley assured him. But what an outfit it was. Or wasn’t, depending on how one looked at her hides-nothing bunny ensemble. “Really?” His voice sounded surprised. “Were you hoping to just get in and out tonight?” “Not at all.” Keeley stepped from behind the screen, placed her hand on her hip and smiled. Sean was at his desk fiddling with the printer and hadn’t looked up yet, forcing her to take matters into her own hands. She cleared her throat to get his attention, and when he glanced up, his mouth dropped open. “I didn’t think I could do much to top this outfit, so why bother?” “I’ll say.” His expression was priceless, as was the way he raked her bare body with his gaze. Her nipples hardened under his intense stare and her pussy moistened. It took a few seconds for Sean to meet her gaze, and when he did, she saw what she was looking for in his eyes. Whether he ever broke down and gave in to his desire for her or not, Keeley knew without a doubt he wanted her. Finally after all these years he saw her for who she was and not who she was related to. The only thing left to do was convince him to act on it. With a confidence she was just beginning to own, Keeley strutted across the room, stopping within inches of his desk. “So…” She tilted her head to the side and regarded him with a coy smile. “What do you think?” “What do I think?” Sean blinked several times and shook his head. “I think you’re trying to kill me.”

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“Never that.” She couldn’t make love to a dead man. “I just have one question.” Sean’s eyes began to focus once more. “When did we move from boudoir photographs to straight-up nude photos?” His eyes might have been sharp but his mind wasn’t. “I’m not nude, Sean.” Keeley lightly tugged on her cuffs before raising her hands to her bow tie. She pretended to straighten the sewed-on black fabric as she preened before him. “I’m wearing a shirt collar, tie and cuffs.” She pointed her toe out to direct his attention to her heels. “And I’m wearing shoes, although I suppose they don’t count as clothes.” “Nothing you’re wearing counts for clothes.” “Complaining?” Keeley lifted her chin in determination, daring him to lie. “Hell no. Commenting.” His deep voice rumbled. “If you’re not here to kill me, then I can only conclude one thing.” “What’s that?” “That you’re ready to get down to business.” In more ways than one. “Shall we proceed to the couch then?” Keeley turned and headed toward the red prop, putting an extra sway to her bare hips. The words “winner takes all” kept looping in her mind. She was going to do whatever it took to land her man. “How do you want to pose m—” “I don’t.” Keeley’s smile dimmed as she turned around. Was he going to call the shoot off? “Why not?” As if sensing her dismay, he rushed to assure her. “I don’t want to pose you on the couch. I think this little getup deserves something a bit different.” Sean walked past her into the kitchen area of the loft and retrieved a barstool. He carried it over to the fireplace and set it on top of the white fur rug. After positioning the stool, he started a small fire with the click of a remote starter and then

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gestured for her to come to him. “I want you to sit on the edge, place your hands behind you on the stool and lean back on it.” As he spoke he demonstrated what he meant. “Spread your legs a bit too.” “Spread my legs.” She did as he requested, shivering with anticipation all the while. The padded leather seat of the barstool was cool against her bare ass and she could feel her pussy opening with the provocative pose. Despite everything she’d done to get here, the pep talks and risqué clothing, she still felt overwhelmed by him in every sense of the word. “Like this?” She arched an eyebrow at him, daring him to comment. “No.” Sean walked forward and placed his warm hands on her thighs, spreading them apart. He dropped to his knees in front of her and placed her feet on the bottom rung of the stool then moved his hands back up to the top of her thighs. The position he was in aligned his face with her open pussy. Instantaneous memories of his mouth feasting on her overheated sex flooded her mind. Her mind wasn’t the only thing beginning to flood. So did her pussy, and from the way Sean tightened his fingers on her flesh, he could tell. His nostrils flared as if he could smell her desire, and for the first time in a long while she was pleased her dark skin hid her embarrassment. “I’m going to take the photos from this angle.” Sean murmured, looking up from between her legs. His eyes were glazed over and there wasn’t a doubt in her mind he was as turned-on as she. “Okay?” “’Kay.” He could take her picture in any position he wanted. Keeley was sure she’d proven that already. “Excellent.” He smiled at her as he rose to his feet and walked away. Right away she missed the feel of his hand upon her overheated skin, but if things went the way she hoped, the loss of his touch would only be a temporary thing. When Sean returned to her, he had the camera in hand. “Ready?” he asked, back in his professional mode.

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“Ready and willing.” For anything you want, she added to herself as she arched her back. If he caught her double meaning it didn’t show. Kneeling between her legs, he angled the camera up inches away from her plump, moist pussy and began to click frame after frame. As he worked, he called out quiet orders, maintaining his professional demeanor. From the way he was positioned, Keeley couldn’t tell if he was getting direct shots into her open sex or just a side view as he focused on her upper body, not as if it really mattered. However he wanted to photograph her was all right with her. After yesterday she’d had to admit something about herself she never realized to be true. She loved the way it felt to expose her breasts and pussy, not just to him, but to the camera as well. Never had she felt so beautiful, so wanted or so alive. Who would have thunk it? Little Squints. Closet freak. The more the camera clicked, the more she squirmed and opened her legs, putting pussy on display for him. Part of her wanted him to put down the camera and plunge his cock deep within her, and the other wanted him to continue snapping away as she brought herself off for his viewing pleasure. Her thoughts, knowing he was watching, and the warmth of the fire all combined to make her feel hot all over. She didn’t even notice she was almost nude. If she closed her eyes she could almost imagine the sensation of his fingers trailing over her heated skin and dipping between her legs to finger her slippery pussy. She was so fucking turned-on that without even touching herself, or being touched by Sean, she felt close to orgasm. Lost in the sensation of the moment, it took her a second or two to realize he was no longer photographing her. Instead he was standing in front of her, watching her with hooded eyes. Keeley waited for the embarrassment to seep in, but none came. Apparently another one of her hang-ups had bitten the dust. “Are we done then?” The words came out huskier than she intended, but it couldn’t be helped. Her eyes were heavy-lidded,

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when she sat up and began to close her legs. But her actions were stopped by Sean when he stepped even closer and placed his hand on her knee. “You love this, don’t you?” he asked, spreading her legs farther apart. “You enjoy showing off your cunt for the camera.” “Yes,” she whispered, admitting aloud what she’d just begun to admit to herself. “I like it very much.” “What a surprise you’ve turned out to be,” he murmured as he caressed the side of her cheek with the back of his hand. It took everything in Keeley not to close her eyes and purr like a kitten under his gentle caress. Instead, she forced herself to stay cool despite the inferno burning inside her. “A surprise, hmm?” She arched an eyebrow at him. “An exciting surprise,” he said as he dropped his hand and took a step back. “Get down.” His abrupt about-face startled her. “We’re finished?” she asked as she slid from the stool. Her body ached from posing, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her heart at the idea this was it. “So soon?” “No.” Sean picked up the abandoned stool and moved it off the carpet to the side before coming back to stand in front of her. His expression was shuttered, and though she peered deep into his eyes, she couldn’t figure out what he was thinking. “I have an idea for some special shots I want to shoot with you.” “Special?” Whatever was he thinking? “Yes. These would be for my eyes only.” His voice was low. “I wouldn’t include this in the package for your man.” She was so lost in the promise of his gaze that it clouded her mind to everything else but him. “My man?” “Yes. These would be for my own personal portfolio. Something I’ve always wanted to shoot, but was never able because I never found the right model.” The

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intensity of his stare made her want, for the first time since they’d started tonight, to cover herself. “I think you could be the one, but only if you’re bold enough and only if you think your man won’t mind.” There he went again, speaking nonsense. “Man?” The one person who resembled that endearment was standing before her none the wiser about his very important role in her life. “What are you talking about?” “Your man. The one you’re taking these pictures for. I wouldn’t want my little project coming between the two of you.” “Oh him,” she said, wondering if her lie was finally going to be the end of her charade. “He’s a very open-minded sort.” “He’d have to be to allow another man to take such intimate pictures of you.” His lips were turned up in a smile that seemed as real as her pretend boyfriend. Was he jealous of her phantom man? “I know if you were mine…” “Yes?” she prodded. He dropped the smile and stared with intensity into her eyes. “I’d never let another man look at you.” He took a step closer to her. “I’d never let another man stroke your pussy or suck your sweet, ripe nipples. Even if it were as a gift for me.” His words had her longing for him. If he were her man, she wouldn’t be forced to do something so drastic to garner his attention. “Well, he’s not the jealous sort. Besides, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.” “Lovely philosophy.” She wasn’t sure if he was being serious or sarcastic, and before she could inquire about his comment, he walked away, leaving her staring perplexed in his wake. Sean headed across the room to his photo equipment, grabbed his tripod and brought it back to where she was standing. “I need you to lie down on the carpet and we’ll get started.” Why would he need a tripod to take pictures of her lying down? It didn’t make sense, not that much of their dealings in the last two days did, but still, her curiosity

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was piqued. Keeley lowered herself to the floor and stretched out on the soft white faux fur rug, loving the way the soft nap of the carpet tickled her bare skin. “Turn on your side facing me.” Sean’s voice was low, filled with unspoken promise. She did as he requested, but propped her head on her hand as she watched him lower the tripod to its lowest level and begin to fiddle with the zoom. “What kind of shots are these, by the way?” Sean glanced up and smiled over the camera at her. “Penetration shots.”

The look of confusion on her face was priceless. Finally little Miss Thang was beginning to see she didn’t know everything and she wasn’t in charge of jack. More than ever, Sean was convinced Keeley had been playing him from the start. Lying the entire time. She wasn’t taking these photos for anyone but him, and since that was the case, he was going to make damn sure he received the photos of a lifetime. It was time to move to the next stage of the game. “Penetration shots?” Her voice rose in surprise as she sat up to peer at him. “You mean with a toy again. Because I didn’t bring anythi—” “Not with toys. With me. My cock to be precise.” He was hoping to shock her a bit, but instead she smiled in that slow, sultry way of hers. “Do you think you’re,” her gaze dropped to the crotch of his pants before rising to meet his own once more, “up to photos like that?” He was up to it all right. All nine inches of him. “Most definitely.” “And these pictures will be for your eyes alone.” “I swear. I’ll even sign a contract stating as much. That’s something you might want to consider before you feel all photogenic next time.” “There won’t be a next time.” Keeley lay back on the fur, looking relaxed and nonchalant. “This is my one and only voyage to the dark side.”

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“Then I better make it good.” Since he was going to be in the shot, Sean set the camera for remote control use and pocketed the small cordless device. “The bunny costume gave me an idea. I always thought Playboy should be a bit more hardcore. Not cum shots on the face hardcore, but some photos to make it appear as if the subjects were fucking.” He smiled as he pictured her in the various poses he had in mind. “I wanted to see cocks slicked with pussy juice. Pussies open and wet, just waiting to be sunken into. You know what I mean.” “I didn’t,” she said thoughtfully, “but I do now.” “That’s what I want to photograph. Images of you and me on the brink. We won’t fuck for real of course.” He added the last sentence just to see her reaction, but once again he was in for a disappointment. Keeley wasn’t letting her reactions show whatsoever. “Of course.” “But I want to set it up so it looks as if we are. I think the contrast of my pale cock against your dark pussy would look fantastic on film.” “Mmm…I think that sounds divine,” she said as she raised her hands above her head. The motion put her full, supple breasts on complete display to his eager gaze. Would he ever tire of seeing her nude? He doubted that as much as he doubted she’d get tired of showing off her body. He’d been turned-on by Keeley’s act yesterday, but nothing prepared him for the knowledge of her closeted exhibitionistic nature. He didn’t even think she realized how she was reacting to being under the camera’s spotlight. She was made for nude photography, made for him and all his kinky fantasies. Sean didn’t know how he’d missed it before, but she was the one, the only one for him. “Up on your knees, so I can adjust the tripod for the first shot.” “On my knees, huh.” She smiled as she did his bidding. “I wondered what sort of pictures we’re going to start off with.”

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“I’m going to set it up so it looks as if you’re sucking my cock,” he said as he adjusted the height of the tripod. When he was satisfied with the trajectory, he pulled off his shirt and dropped it out of the frame and walked onto the set. “You think you can do that convincingly? We want the shots to look good.” She licked her lips and she stared at him with hunger in her eyes. “I’ll give it my best.” “I don’t doubt that at all.” After retrieving the remote from his pocket, Sean unfastened and unzipped his pants before lowering them along with his black boxers past his erect shaft and down to the floor. He spoke while he undressed since he didn’t want it to appear as if he were doing anything uncommon, such as getting ready to fuck the woman of his dreams on film. “What we’re going to be doing are called ‘fake fuck’ shots. I’m going to be in the pictures with you but nothing is going to happen.” Not until I make you want me as much as I want you, that is. “The goal is to make the viewer looking at the picture think something is about to happen or has already happened.” “So you want me to pretend to suck your cock.” For now. “That’s right.” He stepped out of the puddle of clothing and kicked them to the side. He took his shaft in hand and stroked it from root to tip. Keeley licked her lips as she stared at his rigid length. Her pale pink tongue left a moist trail in its aftermath that Sean wanted to trace with the head of his cock. He was beyond ready for this moment. “What do you want me to do?” she murmured. That was a loaded question if ever there was one. “I want you to stay where you are and let me come to you. The camera is set up to focus on your mouth and I have the remote control to the shutter. All you have to do is follow my instructions and look like your normal alluring self,” he said. “Just pretend you’re about to French kiss the head of my cock and I’ll take care of the rest.” The look on her face when he spoke fired his blood more than her nudity had. Her eyes were glassy with desire as she nodded her in head in agreement. “I’m ready.” Her 74

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voice was low and husky, as if she too were having a hard time restraining herself. “Give me your cock.” Her words were as enticing as the woman herself. In one hand he stroked his cock, in the other he held the remote, and kneeling before him was the sexiest woman alive. Life just didn’t get better than this. With an intensity he could not curb, Sean stared into her eyes as he stepped toward her and centered his cock at the crest of her lips. Instead of just sticking out her tongue as he expected, Keeley tilted her back and peered up into his eyes as she curled her tongue out and licked softly against the underside of his crown, eliciting a groan from his tightly pressed lips. Son of bitch! Sean’s legs trembled and his hand tightened around his erection as he stared down at the beautiful woman before him. He had to hold tight to the threads of his control so he wouldn’t push past her full, supple lips into the sanctuary of her mouth. “Like that?” she asked in a soft tone, breaking through his tortured thoughts. “Did I do it the way you wanted?” Like that…oh yeah…pictures. He was supposed to be taking pictures. “It was perfect. Do it again though, so I can take another shot.” Or a first, but that was just semantics. He fisted his shaft as he ordered, “Lick my cock.” She followed his command without hesitation. Although he would have sworn on a stack of Bibles it couldn’t be possible, Keeley somehow managed to make the simple act even sexier than before. At least this time he had the presence of mind to press the button on the remote and snap the picture. “Mmm,” he murmured, trying his damnedest to control his baser instincts, which were insisting he toss her down on her pretty ass and fill her sweet pussy with his aching shaft. “This time I want you to open your mouth as if you’re waiting to have your first taste of me. Show me how hungry you are for my cum.”

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“Like this?” Just as he’d thought, the sight of her willing submission and the look of passionate hunger on her face were fucking beautiful. He took a couple of shots before adding, “That’s good, but open up a bit more.” Instead of obeying as she had done before, Keeley closed her mouth and tilted her head as if she’d just had a thought. “Maybe to make things…realistic, I should do a little bit more.” “Like what?” “I could take you in my mouth, just for a second. To give the illusion of movement. Also it would make your cock nice and shiny.” “Wet is good.” Although surprised by her suggestion, he wasn’t going to turn her down. “But only if you think you can handle it.” “Just watch me.” As if he could look away. Keeley brushed his hand away and replaced it with her own. Her fingers stroked him, learning the feel of his cock. He was just about ready to put a halt to her movement, afraid he was going to spill into her hand when she finally moved forward to engulf him in her mouth. There was a secretive little smile on her lips before she spread them to take him in, and it made Sean wonder just who was playing whom here. Although at this exact moment in time, he didn’t care. Nothing else mattered. Keeley was about to suck his cock. If he needed any further proof other than his own common sense Keeley wasn’t a novice in the ways of sex, he received it in spades as she took his cock so deep in her mouth, his mushroom tip brushed against the back of her throat on the first downward stroke. She was no apprentice to the art of fellatio, more like a master. He didn’t know where, when or why she knew the things she did, nor did he care. He simply enjoyed the fruits of her knowledge. She was fucking incredible. “That’s it. Suck me,” he ordered in a hoarse voice.

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He tightened his legs so his knees didn’t buckle as she took him into her sweet mouth. What started off as “a second” turned into the longest minute of his life. He fought the urge to tighten his hand in her hair and fuck her face. But doing that wasn’t in his plans. He had an agenda to stick to, and he’d never accomplish it if he gave in to the pleasure of her mouth. “That’s enough, baby.” Though he knew his cock would never forgive him, Sean pushed her away. “Stop it, Keeley.” She moaned her disappointment as he began to draw back. Her lips were puffy by the time he pulled himself away from her greedy mouth. Never before had he wanted to kiss her as much as he did right now. But he didn’t. He couldn’t. He had to get his mind back on track before he blew his chance with her for good. “Let’s move on. Lie down. I have to reposition the camera.” “We don’t…have to stop just yet.” Her voice was thick with desire and she looked like he felt—aroused beyond belief. “Yes, we do.” Before he came in her succulent mouth instead of her tight pussy as he wanted. “Now lie down,” he ordered as he walked on shaky legs over to the camera. “Have you always been this bossy?” she grumbled as she lay down. She sounded like a kid who’d just lost her favorite toy. He could relate. “Yes,” he said with all honesty. He was on the edge, same as she, and there was nothing he wanted more than to fuck her, but he couldn’t until she admitted one little thing. “I want you to turn until your feet are facing the camera and lie on your side. Bend both your legs but lay one against the floor and the other one bring it straight up until your foot is flat on the rug. In essence you’ll be making an L with your legs.” “Like this?” she asked as she moved into position. “Exactly.” The light glimmered against the moisture gathered between her bare pussy lips. “You’re wet,” he murmured while he adjusted the zoom. When she went to close her legs, he shook his head, halting her movements. “No, don’t, Keeley. It’s a good thing. It will make the shots look more authentic.” And make his cock ache even more. 77

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“What are we going to do now?” she wanted to know. “I want to get a few warm-up shots of me stroking your clit and pictures with my fingers buried part of the way and then all of the way inside your tight little pussy.” Sean glanced up from the camera to gauge her reaction. His Keeley didn’t appear to be intimidated by his provocative request in the slightest. In fact, she looked the exact opposite—ready, willing and able. His three favorite words when it came to single women. And it didn’t get any sexier than Keeley. “If that’s all right with you, of course. I don’t want to do anything that will make you uncomfortable.” I just want to make sure you’re aroused to the fullest before I sink my cock deep inside you, he added to himself. “Of course it’s all right. Anything for the shot.” Keeley’s words might have been flippant, but her voice was anything but. “Right. The shot.” It took just a few more seconds for Sean to get the camera lined up, mainly because he was in too much of a rush to join her. He had to keep reminding himself this was just a ruse. Things didn’t have to be perfect, yet the artist in him demanded nothing less than perfection when he was capturing Keeley’s beauty. Once he was sure everything was in order he joined her on the fur once more. This time he positioned himself behind her, moving her leg until it was resting over his hip, giving the camera an eagle-eye view of her pussy. “Mmm.” She pressed back against him, rubbing her round, gorgeous ass against his cock, and Sean almost came right there. Damn, she was hot! How long had he dreamed of this moment—dreamed of being naked with Keeley? And now his dream was a reality. He had a primal urge to lift her leg a little bit more and sink into her, to thrust his shaft as deep as he could into her pussy. But he restrained himself. He had to make this last. Had to make her admit she was here for him and not to take pictures for some other man. Sean rubbed against her willing body, enjoying the way his cock was caught between the supple flesh of her ass and his pelvis. He knew she could feel the pre-cum 78

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leaking from his tip, making a slippery trail across her beautiful mocha skin. But Sean knew her pussy was every bit as slick as the head of his cock. Between the two of them, they had enough lubrication to give KY a run for its money. “Here we go, baby,” he growled in her ear. “Give me a smile while I pet your sweet pussy for the camera.” He dipped two long fingers into her slick slit and swirled them around, before pulling them out along with some of her sweet essence to rub onto the throbbing bud of her clit. Every few seconds the sound of the camera clicking could be heard over her muted moans as he fingered her pussy. “God, Sean,” she whispered as he stroked over her swollen folds. “Feels so good…so good when you touch me like that.” “Does he touch you like this?” Sean murmured, wondering how far she was willing to take her fiction. “When he makes love to you? When he fucks you?” Her eyes clouded for a moment in confusion and then she appeared to remember her story. “Never like this,” she answered, turning her head to meet his eyes. “It never feels this good, this hot when he touches me. But then…” She gave him a seductive smile. “I expected your hands to feel good on me. Never had a doubt about that in all the years we’ve known each other.” “That’s nice to know.” Sean kissed the tip of her shoulder. “Glad I’m fulfilling your expectations.” “More than fulfilling,” Keeley assured him, her dark eyes heavy with desire. She gave another low moan as Sean circled her clit in an unhurried pace with one fingertip. “God, you’re driving me crazy!” “Just have to make sure this little clit is standing up for the photo,” Sean whispered, doing it again. “But try to hold still. We don’t want these shots to be blurry.” “Easier said than done.” She moaned as she undulated her hips. “Oh…right there…so good.” Sean held his fingers still and allowed her to do all the work. His dirty little girl was fucking herself on his fingers while he took pictures of the whole thing. 79

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“You said you never had a doubt my hands would feel good on you. So you’ve thought about this before?” he murmured in her ear. He wanted to know if she wanted him as badly as he wanted her. Keeley bit her lush lower lip, and for a moment he thought he’d found a way to embarrass her. “Yes,” she admitted at last, still working herself on his hand. “Yes, I thought about it.” “You thought about me touching you in this way? Spreading your pussy lips and stroking your cunt?” he continued, kissing her neck again and then nipping her soft skin. “Y-Yes,” she stuttered as he pressed his cock hard against her naked ass. “Yes, Sean, I’ve thought of how it would be. How it would feel.” “And did you ever imagine me fucking you? Putting my cock deep inside you and filling you full of my cum, sweetheart?” “Uh-huh,” she murmured, pressing back against him to rub against his shaft. She was close to coming, he could tell, and it was his dirty talk as much as his fingers that was bringing her. “Of course we’re not going to do that tonight,” he murmured, nipping her neck again and sliding the pad of this thumb over her swollen clit. “We’ll just make it look as if we are for the pictures.” Right until she admitted the game she’d been playing. But Sean wasn’t going to show her his hand too early. “Okay,” she whispered, and Sean wondered if that was disappointment in her dark eyes. “But we have to…have to make it look real, right?” she moaned, fucking herself on his fingers. “As real as you want to,” Sean promised her. “Do you want to come now, baby? Come for me on film?” “Yes, Sean.” She was almost gasping now, her body moving with a rhythm that drove him wild as she pressed back against him. He could just imagine how good it

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would feel to have her wrapped around his shaft while she was moving like that. “I want to come,” she moaned. “Want to come for you, Sean.” “Then let go, Keeley baby,” Sean took control once more, fucking her with his questing digits, “and soar.” God, she was breathtaking. His cock begged for release, but he refused its request. This was all for Keeley right now. His pleasure would come later. She cried his name as she came hard. Her hips bucked, damn near ejecting his fingers from her hungry cunt as she shuddered in the glorious aftermath of her pleasure. Before she fully came back from her high though, Sean scooted down a bit until his shaft jutted out from between their bodies and laid his cock between pussy lips. It was time for the end of his plan.

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Chapter Seven “What…what are you doing?” Keeley looked down with uncertainty to where his long, thick shaft was parting her slippery pussy lips. He was rubbing against her inner cunt but not entering her. Not yet anyway, she thought with renewed determination. But he would be soon if she had anything to say about it. They were playing their twisted little game again, but she was going to win. She didn’t care what he’d said about not really fucking tonight—she fully intended to push him over the edge. “I’m just putting the head of my cock between your legs to make it look real,” Sean murmured in her ear, lining his crown up to her slick opening. His broad, muscular chest was like a warm wall at her back and she could feel how fast he was breathing. Good, so she wasn’t the only one being affected by this little scenario. “Really?” Keeley’s breathing was erratic. She looked to where they were almost joined. One hard thrust would be all it would take to send him balls-deep inside her. In fact, she could make the move herself, just a twitch of her pelvis would send him sliding into her sex. But no, she wanted Sean to be the one to make the move. “But won’t it…it might slip all the way in me if you’re not careful, Sean.” She gave him an innocent look from under her long lashes, putting the ball in his court. “Not if you don’t move, baby,” he assured her. “If you don’t move, I won’t put it all the way in. We can just stay this way and take the pictures with my cock pressed against your pussy. All right?” “I guess so.” She bit her lip, stared at the head of his cock nestled against the opening of her pussy. She could see the drops of pre-cum beading at the tip, just waiting to help him slide inside her. But Sean wasn’t moving. It was apparent this was going to take a little finesse on her part. “Don’t you think it would look better if you put

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just the head of your cock inside me?” she asked, glancing over her shoulder to try to gauge his reaction. “This way it would look as if you were fucking me.” “Mmm.” His deep voice sounded thoughtful. “You’re right, baby. That would be wonderful. But how do you feel about me doing that?” “I guess it would be all right.” Keeley gave him a slow smile. “As long as it’s just the head.” And once he had the head in she was sure the rest would follow. He wouldn’t be able to help fucking her when even an inch of his shaft was buried in her tight, slick pussy, she was sure. “All right then, spread your lips wide for me,” he murmured. With a slow, careful motion of his hips, the broad, plum-shaped head of his cock penetrated her cunt…and stopped. Damn! Keeley looked down to where he was piercing her, just the head of his cock buried in her cunt and the rest of that long, luscious shaft still outside her pussy where it couldn’t do her any good. Sean was playing this to the hilt. From the way he was holding so still, it was clear to Keeley he was waiting for her to make the next move. She bit back a moan of lust and frustration. The erotic sight of his pale shaft pressing into her warm mocha pussy was making it hard to think. Then she had an idea. “You know what…what would make it look even more realistic?” she asked, glancing back at him again. “If your cock was glistening with my juice.” “That would make it realistic,” Sean agreed with her in a low voice. “Do you want me to spread some of your honey on my cock?” “I was thinking more like you could put it all the way inside me. Just once,” Keeley hastened to add. “That would be easier, don’t you think? Then you could pull it out nice and slow while the camera takes pictures. It would look as if we were really fucking if there were shots of your cock actually going all the way into me—into my pussy—and sliding back out again.”

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“Yes, it would,” Sean growled. His hands tightened on her hips, and for a moment Keeley was sure she had him. There was no way he could make just one thrust into her pussy and then stop. No way in hell. She’d won. Of this she was certain. “All right then,” she purred back. “Put it in me, Sean…all the way in me. Make it look as if you’re filling me up with your cock. As if you’re fucking me.” He made a low, animal noise in the back of his throat that made her shiver. Keeley braced herself, certain he would ram into her now and not stop until her pussy was dripping with his cum. But instead of the good, hard fuck she was anticipating, she felt Sean take a deep breath. “Sean?” she asked, her voice was filled with uncertainty. “I’ll do this, but I want you to watch,” he murmured in her ear. “Want you to watch while I fill you up.” His words made her moan almost as much as the sight of his thick shaft disappearing inch by slow inch into her open pussy. He was thick—a lot thicker than she was used to and Keeley could feel her walls stretching around him. Biting her lip, she shifted her hips, trying to be open enough to take all of him. At last he was all the way in, buried to the root in her tight pussy. The broad head of his cock pressed against the end of her channel. Any minute now, she thought, almost delirious with lust and need. Any minute now he’s going to start fucking me. He won’t be able to help it. At least she hoped he wouldn’t—she was about to die of desire. It felt wonderful to have him filling her, but what she needed was for him to hit the sweet spot deep in her pussy that made her tremble and gasp and come. But to her intense frustration, Sean just stayed there, motionless. What was he made of, stone? “Looks beautiful, doesn’t it?” he murmured in her ear. “The contrast of my light cock buried inside your warm brown pussy? Every time I look at these pictures I’m going to think of you all spread open around me. Makes a gorgeous shot.”

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“Uh-huh,” Keeley agreed, watching in disappointment as he pulled his cock out at the same slow speed as he’d entered her. The only shooting she wanted was to feel his cock filling her pussy with cum. Then suddenly she had another idea. “That…that was incredible,” she whispered when he was back to just having the head inside her. “But…but I think I know a way to make it look even more real.” “How?” Sean’s deep voice was light and conversational in her ear. His chest heaving like a bellows behind her was the only indication of his stress. Damn but the man was good. If this were a game of chess, he’d be down to his endgame right now. But Keeley knew what she was about to suggest would be checkmate for sure. “In…in all of the pornos I’ve ever seen, and Keenan has a lot of them tucked away that he doesn’t know I looked at…” she added, not wanting him to think she was some kind of a porn addict. “Anyway, in every one I’ve seen, they always find a way to show the cum. And I think it would look more realistic if we took some pictures of your cum inside me—just kind of sliding out of my pussy. As if you’ve fucked me and come in me and everything.” “Like I’d really fucked you,” he repeated hoarsely. “But Keeley, I can’t come just like that. I need some stimulation. I’m afraid I’d have to slide my cock in and out of your pussy a few more times if that’s the kind of picture you want to take. If you want a cum shot.” “Is that what they call it?” she asked with bated breath, looking to where the head of his cock was piercing her cunt. “When it shows the cum, yes. But in order to get one—a great one—I’m afraid I’d have to fuck you for real.” His voice was rough and his fingers tightened on her hips. “I’d have to fuck you and come deep in your tight little cunt. Is that what you want, Keeley? Is it? I need to be sure before I do it.” “God, yes,” Keeley breathed, looking into his eyes. “You know I want it. Fuck me, Sean. Fuck me hard and come.”

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As if her words were a shot from a starting gun, Sean pulled out and made her roll on her back with him covering her in a scant few seconds. She savored the feeling of him pressing down upon her, but she wanted more. She wanted it all. He spread the lips of her pussy with his cock, stroking her clit with his slick crown. She opened her legs wide for him and canted her hips to invite him to penetrate her. But he continued to hold back. “If you want my cock, you’re going to have to tell me.” Sean’s voice was low and filled with heat. The intense way he stared into her eyes made her want to do any and everything he demanded. “I want your cock. Please. Fuck me and give me your cock.” “That’s not what I want to hear, but I’m a reasonable man.” He pushed inside her in one steady stroke. But when she thought he would start to move he just stayed motionless and continued to stare at her. “Now you have my cock.” “Fuck me.” She thought she would die of frustration. Hadn’t they just been here? Why were they back to square one? “I thought you were going to fuck me, come in me,” she purred, squeezing her inner muscles around his shaft in enticement. “I plan to, but first…” He flexed his hips, eliciting a groan from her. “Tell me who the pictures are for.” God. Not now. “Sean!” “No. You want me to fuck you. I want the truth. Tell me, Keeley, or I swear to God, I’ll pull out of you right now, tie you up and jerk off right in front of you. I’ll go down on you for hours. I’ll lick your delicious pussy until your lips go numb, but I won’t let you come. Not once, unless you tell me what it is I want to know.” “Bastard,” Keeley shouted in frustration. This was beyond cruel. This was beyond compare. She was so close to having him—she wasn’t going to let him to take this from her.

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“Damn straight.” And as if he were dying to prove his point, Sean began to pull out, inch by excruciating inch. “One thing you should have thought about before you decided to play games, sweetheart, is that the house always wins.” “No. No,” Keeley was desperate to have him pound into her the way she knew they both wanted. “Don’t. Damn it, Sean, don’t!” “Then tell me,” he ordered with force. Keeley felt her charade crumbling around her, but she didn’t care anymore. “You. They were always for you. There is no other man. There never was—not for me anyway, not really. Just you, Sean. Just you.” Sean powered forth, sinking his cock sure and strong into her aching heat. “That’s right, baby, and that’s the way it’s going to stay. From now on you belong to me, Keeley. Do you hear me? You’re mine.” “I’ve always belonged to you, Sean. Always.” God, was it possible for her to be getting everything she wanted? Both her fuck and her man? “Wrap your legs around me,” Sean ordered, letting her know she wasn’t dreaming. “It’s going to be a rough ride, baby.” “Promises, promi—” Keeley didn’t have a chance to speak the rest of her smartaleck remark before Sean pulled back as if he were leaving her and then slammed forward once again. She groaned with ecstasy as he filled her, stretching her tender flesh as no man had ever done before. She’d known earlier when he’d entered her so slowly he was thick, but now that he was jackhammering into her, she felt it as she hadn’t before. “Fuck me! OhGodohGodohGod. Fuck me, Sean…” her words were a jumble of consonants and vowels. Lucky for her he understood exactly what she meant, even if he didn’t quite catch what she said. “You want me to fuck you, Keeley?” “God, yes.” She tilted her pelvis, offering him even deeper penetration. “Then ask me nicely,” he demanded. “No, beg me for my cock. Beg for my cum.”

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“Fuck me. Please fuck me,” she pleaded, filling her request with every ounce of her passion and desire for him. “Fill me with your cock and cum deep in my pussy.” “My pleasure.” His deep voice was a low growl of desire. Somehow Keeley knew the pleasure wasn’t going to be all his. She wrapped her legs around his waist and dug her heels into his tight, muscular ass. The sharp stilettos digging into his flesh didn’t seem to bother him at all, in fact, it seemed to spur him on even more. Over and over he powered into her body, fucking her with abandon as she’d always dreamed. He was perfect in every way possible and he was finally inside her. Where he belonged. There was a fierce passion to him Keeley had never imagined, but she welcomed his powerful strokes, wanting nothing more than to give herself in entirety and take him just the same. “Sean!” Her moans began to morph into cries as he rose to his knees and grasped her thighs, thrusting deeper within her than she ever thought possible. He was relentless as he fucked her, filling her full and driving her closer to the precipice of her release with every plunge of his thick cock. “Take me. Take every last inch,” he ordered, thrusting even deeper. “Take my cock, baby. Open up and let me fuck you good. Let me come inside you.” “Yes…ohh…God…” Whimpering and pleading for more, Keeley pumped her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust without shame as he powered into her. She’d never felt so aroused in her life. Her body cried out for more, wanting—no, needing—him to possess her body as fully as he owned her soul. “You. Belong. To. Me.” He punctuated each word with a hard thrust of his cock, making more of a decree than a statement, not that Keeley felt the need to argue with him. When he was right, he was right. And, man, was he right. “Say it, Keeley. Say it!” he demanded. “I belong to you, Sean. Only you.”

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“Mine,” Sean declared just before he leaned forward again and covered her mouth with his. His tongue swept past her lips, capturing her mouth as surely as his cock claimed her pussy. Keeley was spiraling closer to orgasm with each thrust of his shaft. She began to tremble with the onset of her impending release. Yet no matter how close she felt to the edge of pleasure, something held her back, forcing her to take stroke after stroke of his pistoning cock. Sean seemed to understand her need. Even as he thrust inside her, one large hand slid from her hips to the place where they were joined. Sliding his fingers between them, he found her clit and rubbed hard, pushing her over the edge. Her body rippled with the force of her orgasm and she screamed her climax into his mouth. Tearing her lips from his, she gasped, bucking against him as she rode out the maddening rush. Sean fucked her as she came, not slowing to give her a second to catch her breath. He powered into her pussy so deep it was as though he were trying to nail her to the lush white fur they were lying on. Before she knew it, she was coming again, raking his back with her nails as she cried out with all her might. Her orgasm was so powerful that for a second Keeley didn’t think she would survive. Her breathing was labored and she feared her heart would burst through her ribs from the way it was pounding. “God!” she moaned. “Oh God, Sean!” “Damn, baby, you feel too good. So good. Fuck!” Sean let loose a hoarse shout of his own as he came, and then she felt him pressing deep within her, flooding her pussy with his salty release. Coming inside her at last.

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“Let me go, baby,” he murmured in her ear. “No.” Her voice held a hint of amusement in it. “I’m not letting go. Ever.” Pulling back a bit, she peeked out one eye. “And I recall you saying something similar just a few minutes ago.” “I did.” Sean laughed, causing her to open both eyes to look at him. “But I didn’t mean literally. In case you didn’t notice, we made a bit of a mess down there. One of us forgot to wear a condom.” “One of us, huh?” She arched a brow. “Then I guess it’s a good thing the other one of us is on the Pill.” “It’s a good thing one of us was thinking straight.” Lord knew it wasn’t him. His original plan had included them making love of course, but on his bed, next to his nightstand where his condoms were. Going bareback, although very enjoyable, was also beyond irresponsible on his part. “Yes, it was. Just so there is no confusion, both of us are completely healthy, right?” “Most definitely, unless you count forgetfulness as a social disease.” “No,” she laughed. “Although I do wonder if you really forgot, or if you just wanted to come inside me.” She was a lot more perceptive than he’d ever thought. The knowledge he’d marked her as his, even if it was just a temporary thing, was a heady thought. “Well, that was part of the deal, wasn’t it? To get the cum shot you wanted.” He gave her a slanted smile. “And now that I know you’re on birth control, I’ll guess you’ll never know.” “And if I hadn’t been?” As soon as she said the words he imagined the sight of her, rounded with his child and his protective instincts kicked in as did an unrecognizable desire see his image come to fruition. “Then you wouldn’t have been and we would have dealt with any outcome there was. Together.”

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“I like the sound of that word on your lips.” Keeley traced the lips in question with one finger. He relaxed against her touch and enjoyed her soft, warm hands caressing him. “Not as much as I like the sound of my name on your lips when you come,” Sean growled. He nipped at her finger and she gasped, pulling it out of reach. “I think we can pretty much guarantee you’ll be hearing it a lot,” she promised. “I better.” Keeley released him, breathing in deep when he lifted himself up and off her. Once standing, he offered her his hand, which she took, and pulled her to her feet. “I’m going to go start a bath. Don’t go anywhere,” he added with a wink before turning away. “Hurry back. I have another photo shoot in a half-hour with this new up-andcoming photographer across town.” She cocked a hip at him, and looked at him with a naughty grin on her face. “Only place you’re going to be in a half-hour is tied to my bed.” Before she could get any wild ideas, Sean turned around and gathered her into his arms. “You’re mine, remember? And I mean that exclusively.” “I can handle being exclusive.” Keeley put her arms around his shoulders, smiling up into his face. “But are you sure, Sean? You’re a successful man, working with lots of beautiful models. Are you sure you want to tie yourself down to just one woman?” “Keeley, honey, as long as the woman in question is you then, yes, I’m damn sure.” He placed a soft kiss on her lips, taking his time, making sure she knew he was serious. Then he sighed. Keeley frowned. “What’s that about? Regretting your decision already?” “No.” Sean shook his head. Not even close. “Just thinking this really might be the end of my friendship with Keenan.”

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Keeley frowned. “I want you to stop worrying about my cousin right here and now, Sean. I’m a grown-ass woman and I can look out for myself. Besides, once he sees we’re sticking together and you’re not going to leave me high and dry, he’ll get the picture that this isn’t just a one-night stand for either one of us.” “You’re right about that. We’ve wasted too much time apart for me to ever let you go now. We have years to make up for, starting tonight.” Sean stared down at her with an intent look, hoping she could see the truth of his words in his eyes. “It might have taken me a while to realize what I want, but now that I have, I don’t plan to ever let anything, or anyone come between us.” “How long have you wanted this, us together, I mean?” Sean didn’t have to think hard to come up with an answer to her question. He could remember the exact moment in time he realized Keeley was going to be something more to him than just Squints. “I’ve wanted to be with you ever since the Christmas party when you were wearing that naughty little dress.” “I think I’m one up on you,” she said with proud. “I’ve wanted you ever since Keenan first brought you home. Back when I was still just Squints.” “You know I see you as all grown up, Keeley. Hell, how could I not?” He held her at arm’s length for a moment and swept her body with an approving glance. “But I’m afraid Keenan doesn’t. He just thinks of you as his innocent little cousin…his innocent little cousin who I corrupted.” “What?” She furrowed her brow. “And how are you corrupting me? Especially when I’m the one who called you for the shoot in the first place and then came down here to seduce you?” “So you admit it.” Sean pulled her close and kissed her again, but he was still troubled. “But I’m afraid Keenan came to the wrong conclusion about who was seducing whom. He was up here after your last shoot, you know. And he uh…saw a few of the pictures.” “He what?” Her voice went up an octave or two. “How…how much did he—” 92

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“Just a few of the shots with you in the red lingerie,” Sean assured her. “None of the others, don’t worry.” He smiled. “I doubt I’d be standing here alive if he’d seen the ones of you with that vibrator buried in your pussy. Or the video of me going down on you.” “You…you have a video of that?” Her voice hitched and her eyes sparkled with interest. “Sure do.” Sean grinned at her. He felt as if they shared their own little secret about their private pornography stash, something he couldn’t wait to share with her. From the way she reacted, he was willing to bet she couldn’t wait to watch it either. “You want to look at them, don’t you?” “Well…” She traced a fingertip over the muscles of his chest. “I think you owe me a creative consultation of our finished work. Since I am your client, after all.” Sean paused as if deep in thought. “Well, I’d agree with you except for one thing. It’s not a finished work. To tell you the truth, Keeley Jackson, I don’t think I’m ever going to be finished with you.” He punctuated his sentence with a kiss, covering her mouth with this. “I’m not finished with you either,” she murmured when the kiss finally broke. “We can explain how it is to Keenan later. Or…” She smiled as if she had a sudden thought. “We can just let Sasha do it for us. She has a thing for him, did you know?” Sean grinned. “He did say they were out on a date last night. If it turned out half as great as our little session, they might be going at it right now.” “Just like I want to be,” Keeley told him. “As soon as you show me those pictures. And afterward, maybe we can try out a few new poses—you know, just for the artistic value.” “Yeah sure.” Sean laughed, a deep rumble from the bottom of his chest, and hugged her tight. “That sounds good to me, baby. Let me get my camera and we’ll move this show into the bedroom where it belongs.” “What about the bath you promised me?” Keeley peered up at him with an innocent gleam in her laughing eyes. 93

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“Right, the bath.” The photographer in him roared to the surface. “I’d love to take pictures of you dripping wet, all your smooth brown skin glistening with water…” “Then what are we waiting for?” Keeley detached herself from him and sauntered toward the bathroom, the little sway in her hips drawing him like a magnet. “Aren’t you coming, Sean?” “I will be soon enough,” he promised with a smile. “Deep inside your pussy again, I hope.” “Or anywhere else you might like,” she said in a teasing tone. Her words were like a green light. Camera forgotten, Sean started after her, knowing without a doubt this was the first night of a lifetime of nights for them to share.

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About the Authors Lena Matthews spends her days dreaming about handsome heroes and her nights with her own personal hero. Married to her college sweetheart, she is the proud mother of an extremely smart toddler, three evil dogs, and a mess of ants that she can’t seem to get rid of. When not writing, she can be found reading, watching movies, lifting up the cushions on the couch to look for batteries for the remote control and plotting different ways to bring Buffy back on the air.

Evangeline Anderson is a registered MRI tech who would rather be writing. She is thirty-something and lives in Florida with a husband, three cats and a college-age sister but no kids because enough is enough already. She had been writing erotic stories for her own gratification for a number of years before it occurred to her to try to get paid for it. To her delight, she found it was actually possible to get money for having a dirty mind and she has been writing steadily ever since.

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