Chapter 19
EMMA
The day was here. It was time for my shoot, and I was more nervous than I thought. I tried to focus on the positives, like how my bruise had faded, so it didn’t take much to cover it up. That didn’t stop my hands from shaking when I applied my makeup.
It took me twice as long. Add in the beige corset that wasn’t quick to lace up, and all the fancy pins holding my curls up, and it was a good thing I came early to set up the room.
That I was proud of. It was amazing what I’d managed to do with limited supplies.
One of the benefits of growing up with nothing I guess.
Don’t get me wrong, there was a fair amount of supplies in the storge room here at the office, but there weren’t a lot of silicone dildos and sex swings in the Victorian era.
I felt my thighs, making sure my stockings were attached to my garter belt, and took one last look around the room.
I wasn’t sure why I chose room 3—it was a pain to take that sex swing down—but there was something familiar about it.
Maybe because it was the only room I looked in more than once.
Whatever it was, the room turned out fantastic.
There were candles all around, giving the place a romantic medieval ambiance. I found some sheer cloth with gold trim in the storage room, that I managed to turn into a canopy for the four poster bed. The mattress was covered with a red velvet blanket and various fancy pillows I found lying around.
It wasn’t perfect. There were things in here that didn’t work. Like the fridge and chest of toys. But the bed and surrounding area looked like it was taken right out of the royal palace. I was ready. Maybe?
I looked down at my hands. Should I take off my nail polish? It was more glossy than it was colorful, but still…
“The canopy is a nice touch.”
My heart skipped at the sound of Vahn’s voice. I almost forgot he was coming. And now I was nervous again.
“Did you do that yourself?” He asked.
“Yeah.” I couldn’t look at him. My stomach was swirling enough. I might pass out if I turned around. So I kept my eyes on the canopy, inspecting the knots I’d made. “I found the fabric downstairs.”
“It looks good.”
I couldn’t see Vahn, but I felt him walk up behind me.
“You look better.” He whispered in my ear.
“Thanks,” I whispered back, trying not to blush.
I could feel him staring at me, and even though the warmth of his body felt like it was burning my back, I was shivering.
“Are you nervous Parakeet?”
Yes, yes I was. But I shouldn’t be. This was my first time doing a show with someone else, and my first time doing well, anything with a guy, but this was a job. We were both professionals. If I couldn’t handle this, then I shouldn’t be here. And I deserved to be here.
Sucking in a deep breath, I forced my body to stop quaking and spun around. “I’m fi—holy shit.”
Vahn Kessler in a t-shirt and jeans was hot. But Vahn Kessler in an nineteenth century tux, complete with cummerbund, was breathtaking. My jaw literally hit the floor.
Amusement twinkled in Vahn’s eyes. “You said Victorian era, right?”
I couldn’t do anything but nod and mutter an, “Uh huh.”
“I take it you approve.” He snickered.
“Um, ye… I mean, it’s okay.”
I didn’t even believe that.
“Ah, well I guess it’s a good thing I won’t have it on long then? Although…”
He stepped closer, forcing me to take a step back.
“I wouldn’t mind fucking you in this.” His finger grazed down the side of my corset, causing a trail of goosebumps to prickle across my skin.
“How long did it take you to put this shit on?”
“I don’t know.” I said, trying to ignore how his closeness caused my belly to flutter. “Like fifteen, twenty minutes.”
He continued to press in on me. For each step he took, I took one back.
“That seems like a waste of time. Considering it’ll take me about fifteen seconds to rip that shit off you.”
That should not sound as hot as it did, and why did he smell so good.
“Stop it.” I slapped his hand away. “This is for work, that’s it.”
I didn’t know which one of us I was trying to convince.
“Alright, I can stay professional.” His lips tipped up in that cocky smirk I hated so much. “Can you?”
“Of course I can.” I was more professional than him.
That confidence lasted for about three minutes, then the photographer walked in, and reality smacked me in the face. He had a lot of cameras with him, and two other people. It didn’t occur to me until just now that someone would be in the room with us, watching.
He nodded at Vahn, “Hey Vahn.”
“Hey Chad.” Vahn nodded back.
“I didn’t know you were in this.”
“I’m a last minute add.”
It should’ve made me feel more comfortable that Vahn knew the guy, but it didn’t. I stood there with my eyes wide, and fear growing with every camera he set up.
“Are we doing a full shoot?” The photographer asked.
“No,” Vahn shook his head. “Just some foreplay and oral.”
How could he be so casual about this? There were people in the room with us.
“Vahn.” I grabbed his arm. “I don’t know if I can do this.”
He cocked a brow down at me. “Why not?”
“They’re watching us.” I know how stupid that sounded, considering what I did for a living. But those people were faceless names on a computer screen. They weren’t right there, in the same room
“Hey, look at me.” Vahn grabbed my chin and tipped my eyes up to his. “There’s no one here. It’s just you and me.”
“But they’re…”
“No,” he cut me off. “There’s no they. There’s just me. You keep your eyes on me, okay?”
I nodded. “Okay.”
For some reason, staring into his navy orbs made me feel better.
“Alright, ready when you are.” The photographer said, bringing back all of my fear.
But Vahn was ready for that. He snapped his fingers in my face, drawing my attention back to him. “What did I say, keep your eyes on me.”
“Everything okay Vahn?”
“Everything’s fine.” Vahn said over his shoulder. “Emma’s a virgin and a little nervous that’s all.”
A little nervous? I was a giant ball of nerves.
“I’m okay.” I reassured the photographer, while keeping my eyes on Vahn. He was the only thing stopping me from running away. “I want to do this.”
“Yeah you do.” Vahn reached out, wrapped his hand around the back of my neck, and pulled me into him. “I’m gonna rock your world, Parakeet.”
That was all the warning I got before he slammed his lips down on mine.
Whatever worries I had before disappeared the second his lips touched mine.
There was nothing else but Vahn and his kiss.
A kiss that was so deep, I could feel it in my toes.
When his tongue worked its way in my mouth and grazed over mine, I was lost.
I groaned and melted into him.
Tasting him was like breathing air for the first time. I didn’t know I needed it, and I wanted more. The clicks of the camera were barely noticeable past the sparks firing through my mind.
If this was how he kissed, what would it feel like when he put his mouth somewhere else? My body was already craving him. I almost whined out loud when he pulled away.
“Keep making sounds like that, Parakeet,” he growled in my ear. “And you’re gonna get a whole lot more than oral.”
At this point, I don’t think I’d care.
“Remember what I said,” he whispered. “Keep your eyes on me.”
Understanding that that was his way of telling me that we were getting started, I gave him a nod.
He straightened up and looked down at me. “Get on the bed and spread your legs.”
There was so much authority in his tone, that I couldn’t help but obey. I climbed up on the bed and sat down facing him, because there was only him and no one else in this room. That’s what I told myself as I let my knees fall apart.
“Good girl.”
Why did I like the way he said that?
“Now, move your panties to the side, I want to see that pussy.”
The heat blazing in his eyes alone was enough to make me listen. Vahn watched me, licking his lips like I was his next meal. And I guess I was. Because the next thing I knew, his head was between my thighs.
The first lick had my eyes rolling in the back of my head.
The second made me see stars, and when his mouth clamped down around my clit, my entire body seized with pleasure so intense, I thought I might die.
I’d never felt anything like it. It was so good I wanted to stay there forever, riding the waves crashing through my body.
I didn’t even realize I was moaning until Vahn chuckled, “That didn’t take long.”
What didn’t take long? Fuck it, who cared.
I wanted more of that. And I got more of it.
Vahn feasted on me with a feral ferocity that I could feel in my soul.
My corset lasted about fifteen seconds before it was ripped from my body.
Then his mouth was everywhere. Biting my thighs, licking up my hip, and sucking my breast, then back down to my pussy.
My body had so many sensations rushing through it, I didn’t know what to do. I mewled and moaned, and twisted away while simultaneously pressing into him. It was overwhelming and glorious, and way too much. I couldn’t tell what was happening.
When he finally pulled his mouth off me, I was so exhausted, all I could do was grumble when Vahn placed a gentle kiss on my lips.
“That’s twelve Parakeet.”
Somehow, I managed to force my eyes open and looked up at him. “Twelve what?”
“Twelve orgasms.”
“You counted?” Really?
“Fuck yeah, I counted.”
Ugh, I was suddenly reminded of why I hated him.
Movement from the corner of my eye made me turn my head, to see the photographer packing up.
“Wait,” I propped myself up on my elbows. “Where’s everybody going?”
“They’re done.” Vahn answered.
That didn’t make sense. “We just got started.”
“Aww, baby, I’ve been eating your pussy for about forty minutes.”
My brows knit. “Really?”
He nodded. “Yup.”
How did I not realize so much time had passed? Was that normal? And when did Vahn get naked? “Did I pass out?”
God I hoped not. That wouldn’t be very professional.
Vahn dropped down on the bed beside me. “If you did, you were pretty active for someone who was passed out.”
Now I was starting to get mad. “Then why don’t I remember anything, and where are your clothes?”
“They’re somewhere over there.” Vahn waved absently in a random direction. “Wasn’t really paying attention.”
I was so confused.
With a groan, Vahn pushed himself up.
“Come on, let’s go have a shower.” He somehow managed to smack my ass, even though I was sitting on it, then hopped off the bed and added, “unless you want to keep my come on your belly.”
What I didn’t have…
I looked down at the liquid spattered across my belly. Son of a bitch. He jerked off on me didn’t he? That’s it, I was drowning him in the shower.