to work with for a photo shoot, but would she give her submission so willingly without a paycheck attached to it? Honestly, he didn’t doubt her submission, but he’d expected more resistance.
What else would she not fight? He’d had some intense picture ideas lately but had brushed them aside when none of the models seemed to fit what he’d been looking for. Eve, on the other hand… She was the stuff fantasies were made of. Beautiful and curvy, she’d make the perfect retro pinup girl. He’d always had a bit of an obsession with that look. Something to think about, but not exactly what he had in mind at the moment. He wanted to push her submission. To capture the look in her eyes every time he found something new that scared her.
She wasn’t a model, so she didn’t have a lot of experience. Exactly why the photos they’d already taken were his best ever and why she’d be perfect for what he had in mind.
Damn. It was hard not to think about how perfectly she fit between them. His dick stirred at the thought. He’d let her rest for a while, and then he’d have some more fun.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Murphy whispered.
Chase tore his gaze from the sleeping Eve and faced his friend. He knew exactly what he thought. He wanted to keep her. Guilt ripped into Chase. He was more than willing to play with her some more, but anything beyond that was out of the question.
“No, Murph. I’m not.” He lied because he had to. Giving Murphy false hope was out of the question.
The joy in Murphy’s eyes clouded with a dark look. “Well, if you don’t want her, then I’ll keep her.”
Anger moved through Chase before he could consider why. He was not a jealous man, and in fact the thought of photographing the two of them fucking got him half-hard again.
The two of them fucking with him not in the picture just pissed him off.
“We just need to get her out of our system. She’s incredibly responsive to us both, and it’s been a damn long time.”
“You’ve really turned cold.” Murphy didn’t wait for a response. He lifted himself from the bed and headed for the door. “Don’t be an idiot, Chase. You aren’t fooling anyone.”
He watched Murphy doing his best to ignore his friend’s pain. He’d be back. And in the meantime he had a sweet, warm woman in his bed he really wanted to work with. He suspected they’d barely scratched the surface when it came to her rigid control. He needed to explore her triggers. Dig down and find out why she needed to be restrained to let go and see how much further she’d follow them.
He pressed his lips to her forehead. “Hey, sleepy woman.” She sighed at his voice but didn’t open her eyes. Usually content with one play scene here and there, Chase realized he wanted more from Eve. Whatever this was might not last long, but he could spend some time with her, teach her to overcome her fears, and give them all some memories to last a lifetime.
Sounded simple enough. If he could just get her awake.
“C’mon, beautiful, wake up.”
She stirred restlessly. “I’m awake,” she murmured.
“Uh-huh. Sure you are.” He pressed his lips to hers, reveling in the soft warmth that greeted him. “I have a proposition for you. But first I need something else.”
Chase grabbed her knee and pushed her legs apart, exposing her pussy to his view. The need to be inside her consumed him.
“Chase, what are you doing?”
“I’m still hungry.”
Her lips tilted into a half smile, and her lids opened partially. Where he expected to see annoyance or plain exhaustion, he recognized heat and need mirroring his own.
“I’m curious, though…” He trailed kisses along her jawline until she tilted her head back, giving him full access to her neck. Her sighs of pleasure fueled him on. “I’m wondering why you wanted so badly to be tied up. Why were you so willing to volunteer for this assignment when you had no real experience?”
Eve’s body tensed. It
What else would she not fight? He’d had some intense picture ideas lately but had brushed them aside when none of the models seemed to fit what he’d been looking for. Eve, on the other hand… She was the stuff fantasies were made of. Beautiful and curvy, she’d make the perfect retro pinup girl. He’d always had a bit of an obsession with that look. Something to think about, but not exactly what he had in mind at the moment. He wanted to push her submission. To capture the look in her eyes every time he found something new that scared her.
She wasn’t a model, so she didn’t have a lot of experience. Exactly why the photos they’d already taken were his best ever and why she’d be perfect for what he had in mind.
Damn. It was hard not to think about how perfectly she fit between them. His dick stirred at the thought. He’d let her rest for a while, and then he’d have some more fun.
“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Murphy whispered.
Chase tore his gaze from the sleeping Eve and faced his friend. He knew exactly what he thought. He wanted to keep her. Guilt ripped into Chase. He was more than willing to play with her some more, but anything beyond that was out of the question.
“No, Murph. I’m not.” He lied because he had to. Giving Murphy false hope was out of the question.
The joy in Murphy’s eyes clouded with a dark look. “Well, if you don’t want her, then I’ll keep her.”
Anger moved through Chase before he could consider why. He was not a jealous man, and in fact the thought of photographing the two of them fucking got him half-hard again.
The two of them fucking with him not in the picture just pissed him off.
“We just need to get her out of our system. She’s incredibly responsive to us both, and it’s been a damn long time.”
“You’ve really turned cold.” Murphy didn’t wait for a response. He lifted himself from the bed and headed for the door. “Don’t be an idiot, Chase. You aren’t fooling anyone.”
He watched Murphy doing his best to ignore his friend’s pain. He’d be back. And in the meantime he had a sweet, warm woman in his bed he really wanted to work with. He suspected they’d barely scratched the surface when it came to her rigid control. He needed to explore her triggers. Dig down and find out why she needed to be restrained to let go and see how much further she’d follow them.
He pressed his lips to her forehead. “Hey, sleepy woman.” She sighed at his voice but didn’t open her eyes. Usually content with one play scene here and there, Chase realized he wanted more from Eve. Whatever this was might not last long, but he could spend some time with her, teach her to overcome her fears, and give them all some memories to last a lifetime.
Sounded simple enough. If he could just get her awake.
“C’mon, beautiful, wake up.”
She stirred restlessly. “I’m awake,” she murmured.
“Uh-huh. Sure you are.” He pressed his lips to hers, reveling in the soft warmth that greeted him. “I have a proposition for you. But first I need something else.”
Chase grabbed her knee and pushed her legs apart, exposing her pussy to his view. The need to be inside her consumed him.
“Chase, what are you doing?”
“I’m still hungry.”
Her lips tilted into a half smile, and her lids opened partially. Where he expected to see annoyance or plain exhaustion, he recognized heat and need mirroring his own.
“I’m curious, though…” He trailed kisses along her jawline until she tilted her head back, giving him full access to her neck. Her sighs of pleasure fueled him on. “I’m wondering why you wanted so badly to be tied up. Why were you so willing to volunteer for this assignment when you had no real experience?”
Eve’s body tensed. It
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