provoking Liam.
“The only person she’ll take her clothes off for will be me, Luke. Understood?”
“Relax, will you. I was joking.” Luke laughed it off, absolutely unaffected by Liam. In fact, he was the one person Naia had ever found to be unaffected when Liam spoke.
“Right,” Liam said, dropping it.
“Dinner’s ready,” Grace said from the doorway, her expression a little tense.
* * *
Contrary to what Naia expected, dinner was a subdued, two-course affair of roasted fish and potatoes followed by Grace’s specialty, crème caramel. She didn’t know how but Naia ate two servings of the rich dessert, determined to take up running or do some other form of exercise as soon as she got home.
Liam and Luke had an easy rhythm together and, from what she could see, liked each other very much. Luke’s invitation intrigued her but Liam’s reaction and the possessive way he was handling her tonight took her aback. She liked it, absolutely and without a doubt, but was Luke’s comment more true than she even knew?
The doorbell rang.
“Right on time,” Luke said, checking his watch. “Shall we make our way to the studio? We’ll begin straight away.”
Luke went ahead to greet the models as Liam helped Naia to her feet.
“What are you thinking about, Naia? You’re worlds away,” he said.
She smiled up at him. “Oh, it’s nothing. It’s just, the photographs are like nothing I’ve ever seen,” she lied as he took her hands.
“My brother needs to find a girlfriend. I’m sorry if you felt uncomfortable.”
“I’m not uncomfortable.”
“Good. Let’s go watch the shoot,” he said.
With that, they walked into the studio where Luke stood with three of the most beautiful women Naia had ever seen. One brunette, one blonde, and one redhead all dressed in black corsets with the breasts cut out, garters holding up thigh-high black fishnet stockings, and high, high heels. Their figures were healthy, with well-rounded breasts and hips, strong thighs and arms, nothing like the too-skinny models of fashion magazines.
Liam led her to sit in one of the two chairs away from the set and they watched in silence as the shoot began. It was to be the redhead first. She was asked to kneel facing away from the camera and lean with her forearms on the stack of books. Her knees were spread wide and her back arched so her bottom was tilted upwards. Luke placed a mirror between her legs on the floor and she gazed over her shoulder at Luke, holding the posture for some time as he snapped several photos before repositioning her and asking the blonde to join. Although the two posed together, the photos weren’t of any sexual act but still highly erotic, so much so that Naia’s sex was already heating up. They were made to pose this way and that and again, the focus of his photography was the bare sex, the opened lips, the cleft between the buttocks. It was as if he celebrated the difference between each woman, seeing only beauty in this most sensual, most private part of the body. It was thrilling to watch.
Luke soon introduced more props into the photos in the form of a riding crop and a strap. Although none of the items were actually used on any of the girls, they were each made to bend over and spread their legs wide while the others stood behind with the tools of punishment at the ready. Naia liked these the best. The shot of the naked buttocks with the pussy of the girl that was bent over exposed and glistening turned her on immensely. A part of her wished Luke would truly use one of the instruments on the girls. She wanted to see welts rise on their perfect, unmarked backsides. The idea sent delicious shivers through her, making her wonder who this creature was that had awakened since walking back into Liam Roark’s life.
As if Liam could read her mind, he stood when Luke called for a break.
“Thank you, Luke. I think you’ll have many wonderful photos for me to choose from.”
“I think so too.
“The only person she’ll take her clothes off for will be me, Luke. Understood?”
“Relax, will you. I was joking.” Luke laughed it off, absolutely unaffected by Liam. In fact, he was the one person Naia had ever found to be unaffected when Liam spoke.
“Right,” Liam said, dropping it.
“Dinner’s ready,” Grace said from the doorway, her expression a little tense.
* * *
Contrary to what Naia expected, dinner was a subdued, two-course affair of roasted fish and potatoes followed by Grace’s specialty, crème caramel. She didn’t know how but Naia ate two servings of the rich dessert, determined to take up running or do some other form of exercise as soon as she got home.
Liam and Luke had an easy rhythm together and, from what she could see, liked each other very much. Luke’s invitation intrigued her but Liam’s reaction and the possessive way he was handling her tonight took her aback. She liked it, absolutely and without a doubt, but was Luke’s comment more true than she even knew?
The doorbell rang.
“Right on time,” Luke said, checking his watch. “Shall we make our way to the studio? We’ll begin straight away.”
Luke went ahead to greet the models as Liam helped Naia to her feet.
“What are you thinking about, Naia? You’re worlds away,” he said.
She smiled up at him. “Oh, it’s nothing. It’s just, the photographs are like nothing I’ve ever seen,” she lied as he took her hands.
“My brother needs to find a girlfriend. I’m sorry if you felt uncomfortable.”
“I’m not uncomfortable.”
“Good. Let’s go watch the shoot,” he said.
With that, they walked into the studio where Luke stood with three of the most beautiful women Naia had ever seen. One brunette, one blonde, and one redhead all dressed in black corsets with the breasts cut out, garters holding up thigh-high black fishnet stockings, and high, high heels. Their figures were healthy, with well-rounded breasts and hips, strong thighs and arms, nothing like the too-skinny models of fashion magazines.
Liam led her to sit in one of the two chairs away from the set and they watched in silence as the shoot began. It was to be the redhead first. She was asked to kneel facing away from the camera and lean with her forearms on the stack of books. Her knees were spread wide and her back arched so her bottom was tilted upwards. Luke placed a mirror between her legs on the floor and she gazed over her shoulder at Luke, holding the posture for some time as he snapped several photos before repositioning her and asking the blonde to join. Although the two posed together, the photos weren’t of any sexual act but still highly erotic, so much so that Naia’s sex was already heating up. They were made to pose this way and that and again, the focus of his photography was the bare sex, the opened lips, the cleft between the buttocks. It was as if he celebrated the difference between each woman, seeing only beauty in this most sensual, most private part of the body. It was thrilling to watch.
Luke soon introduced more props into the photos in the form of a riding crop and a strap. Although none of the items were actually used on any of the girls, they were each made to bend over and spread their legs wide while the others stood behind with the tools of punishment at the ready. Naia liked these the best. The shot of the naked buttocks with the pussy of the girl that was bent over exposed and glistening turned her on immensely. A part of her wished Luke would truly use one of the instruments on the girls. She wanted to see welts rise on their perfect, unmarked backsides. The idea sent delicious shivers through her, making her wonder who this creature was that had awakened since walking back into Liam Roark’s life.
As if Liam could read her mind, he stood when Luke called for a break.
“Thank you, Luke. I think you’ll have many wonderful photos for me to choose from.”
“I think so too.
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