Chapter 10
10
PETER
I t took almost two weeks of coaxing, and some help from Susan, but I was finally able to convince Ella Kate to take a full weekend off from work. She was dead set against it at first, since weekends are the busiest times for the cafe. But when her mom threatened her with a full week of mandatory paid vacation, my girl caved and agreed to come to Savannah with me. Ella Kate works too hard. She deserves a break and I’m more than happy to give it to her.
“I still can’t believe you’re making me do this,” she says, fidgeting with her seat belt.
I look at her and smile. “Believe it. We’re ten minutes from the hotel so there’s no turning back now.”
She pretends to be mad but I can see the excitement in her eyes. I’m excited too, since I have a couple of surprises in store for her.
We pull into the lot, and after I put the car in park, I turn to her. “I have something for you,” I confess, reaching behind her seat to grab a simple, nondescript brown box.
She hesitates before taking it. “Peter, you didn’t need to get me anything.”
“No, I didn’t.” I shrug. “But I wanted to get you something.” Now it’s my turn to be nervous as she cautiously opens it. “I hope you like it. Even if you don’t, you can always exchange it for a different one or something else entirely. Or we could?—“
“Peter,” she cuts me off with an awestruck gasp. “This is the best gift I’ve ever gotten. I love it!” She holds up her new camera as though it’s the most amazing thing in the world, and pride fills me with warmth.
“I’m glad you like it. I don’t know a lot about cameras, so I had to do some research to figure out which ones are the best.”
She finally takes her eyes away from her gift and gives me the biggest smile I think I’ve ever seen. “It’s perfect. Thank you so much.” Then she leans forward and presses her lips to mine as a show of her appreciation. It’s a quick, soft kiss, but very welcomed.
“Come on.” I give her a peck on the forehead. “Let’s put your new camera to work. I looked up some of the most scenic places in the area.”
Her jade-green eyes widen. “Are you sure you’ll be okay with that? You won’t be bored just taking pictures with me?”
I cup her cheek. “Sweetheart, nothing would make me happier than to see you fully in your element. I promise.”
Her cheek warms under my touch and she actually leans into it, making me feel like I hit the lottery.
“Just wait here for a minute so I can check us in and have our bags brought up.”
She tries to help me, but I insist she stay in the car so she can scope out her new camera. Thankfully, the lobby is fairly empty so I check in and drop our bags off faster than I anticipated. When I return to the car, Ella Kate doesn’t even notice because she’s so engrossed by her gift.
We spend the rest of the day driving around Savannah, and between photo ops, we pop into various shops and boutiques, grab a couple of coffees, and hit up a small museum. It ends up being a pretty busy day, but the both of us are grinning from ear to ear. She even takes my hand a few times, offering me kisses here and there. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say my plan is working and just maybe this girl is falling in love with me the way I am with her.
While Ella Kate takes most of the pictures, she occasionally lets me snap a few as well. Some of them turn out blurry and out of focus, but she tries to convince me they’re actually good. I tell her she’s a better photographer than she is a liar. And she just laughs, making me want to do anything to keep hearing the sound.
We get dinner at a quirky pub and spend the evening relaxing and eating and pointing out the interesting decor. By the time we return to the hotel, I’m actually disappointed that our trip is almost half over, and in my head, I’m already planning our next getaway.
Laughing, we stumble into our hotel room, dog tired after the long day.
“Ugh, my feet are killing me,” Ella Kate groans as she collapses face-first onto the bed.
“I offered to carry you up here,” I remind her, lying down next to her.
“Ha!” She lifts her head up and gives me a lopsided grin. “There’s no way I’d let you carry me through a lobby full of people.”
I clasp my hands behind my head and lean against the headboard. “I guess that dream will have to wait a little longer then.”
Snorting, she rolls her eyes and pulls her camera from her bag. From my angle, I can’t see exactly what she’s doing, but I think she’s scrolling through all the pictures she took today.
“Which one’s your favorite?” I ask her.
She pauses for a second and chews on her lip, clearly debating. Then, after a bit, she flips the camera around to show me a photo of, well, me. It’s from earlier when we were sitting outside the coffee shop. My shoulders are relaxed, and my face is tilted up toward the sun with my eyes closed. My fingers lazily stroke the ceramic mug and I truly look like I don’t have a care in the world.
I’m framed in such a candid, effortless way that it makes my heart ache. “That’s… Wow. I look so happy and peaceful,” I say, swallowing the lump in my throat. “It’s a great picture.”
“I think so too,” she quietly replies.
When I look up at her again and see her studying the image, I can’t stop the next words that spill from my mouth. “Ella Kate, I’m falling in love with you.”
Her head whips in my direction, and she blinks at me. “Wha?—?”
I grab her hand and thread my fingers between hers. “You don’t have to say anything back. I just… I just really wanted you to know how I’m feeling right now.” I try to shrug it off, as if I didn’t just admit some serious, big-time feelings to the woman of my dreams.
She looks at our conjoined hands for a moment before squeezing her fingers around mine. “I think I’m falling in love with you too, Peter.” Her lips spread in a smile so sweet that I have to tip her forward so I can taste them.
She lets me kiss her for a moment and then she sits up on the bed, clearing her throat. “You know, there are a couple more photos I want to take with my new camera.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She nods and swings her leg over me so she’s straddling my hips. Then she drags her finger down my chest and asks coyly, “Want to help me?”
“Oh, fuck yes,” I groan, feeling my dick getting hard.
“Good.” She smiles, aiming her camera lens my way. “Now, strip for me.”
I didn’t realize I had a thing for Ella Kate bossing me around, but it’s definitely good to know. I pull the hem of my shirt up, going slow enough that she can get a good view of every inch of skin that’s revealed to her. Her pupils dilate as she snaps a few photos. When my shirt is fully off and tossed to the floor, she’s breathing heavier and looking at me like she wants to devour me.
Shifting back to give me better access to my pants, she encourages, “Keep going.”
Fuck, I love this side of her.
Doing as she says, I take my time unbuckling my pants and slipping them off my hips. My cock strains against the fabric of my thin boxer briefs, dampening a dark spot on the front with precum. Keeping the strip-tease vibe going, I slide my hand over my clothed dick, fisting it and groaning.
“That’s so fucking hot, Peter,” Ella Kate moans, slipping off her own pants.
Seeing her getting naked makes my cock twitch, and when I finally feel like I can’t take it anymore, I shove my hand beneath my waistband to stroke myself. I’m smearing my precum all over the sensitive head of my cock as I watch Ella Kate shimmy farther down the bed and snap more photos of me. Her legs clench together and I squeeze myself firmer, imagining my cock is between those plush thighs of hers.
I never knew a photoshoot could be so exciting and… erotic.
When I slide my boxer briefs off and my cock springs up, Ella Kate moans again and copies my actions, sliding off her own panties. When she stands in the light, I can see her arousal glistening at the apex of her thighs while she removes the rest of her clothes.
“You like watching me, sweetheart?” I ask her in a husky voice as I continuously pump my hard length.
She stalks closer to me on the bed and starts rubbing between her legs. “You’re so beautiful, Peter.” Now it’s my turn to blush. “Let me help you with that,” she says, straddling me again.
I move my hand away as she sinks down onto my lap, letting her pussy swallow my cock. The both of us groan from the sensations. She recovers first, snapping more pictures of me as I start fucking up into her.
Ella Kate’s so soft and warm around me I can’t keep myself from moving. She starts meeting my thrusts, slamming her hips down onto mine. It takes me by surprise at first and I gasp. She must like the image that it creates because she keeps at it, rocking and thrusting and grinding against me, trying anything to make me lose my composure while keeping herself in control.
I let her have her fun for a few minutes, but then I can’t hold back any longer and start to fuck her seriously. I grab her hips and fuck into her hard.
“Peter!” she screams, gasping in ecstasy.
With a fast rhythm, I slam up into her and her head falls back as she moans. She sets the camera down, barely mindful not to break it, and I take the opportunity to grab it and turn the lens to her. I want to make sure to capture her blissed-out expression so I’ll have it forever.
“Look at how sexy you are, riding my dick like a good girl. Maybe I should pick up photography too.” I turn the camera so she can see the lewd images of herself.
She covers her face with her hands in embarrassment, and I take photos of that too because I still think she’s hot. Then I set the camera aside and find my grip on her hips again.
“I guess the two of us are just a couple of professionals,” she pants while I fuck her.
She falls forward on my chest and cups my face so she can kiss me. We exchange sloppy, wet, desperate kisses as she rolls her hips and I rock up into her. I nibble on her bottom lip, and she shudders and clenches around me, triggering my orgasm at the same time as hers.
As I shoot my cum inside her, she kisses my face while her hot cunt milks my cock. She stays on top of me until I slip out of her; then she falls to my side, leaving one arm and one leg draped over me.
Her exhausted sigh tickles my neck. “I swear, every time we have sex, it’s just as crazy as the first time.”
I brush her hair from her face and start to sing an old Foreigner song. “ Feels like the first time .”
She giggles and I press my lips to her forehead. “Jeez, who knew you were worse at something other than photography and lame jokes?” I love hearing the smile in her voice, but then she groans and hides her face in my neck. “ Ugh! I can’t believe you took photos of me!”
I smirk. “Well, you were taking so many of me it only seemed fair. Besides, even if you don’t like them, I know I will.”
She whines again and I hug her closer to me, her hot pussy resting on my thigh.
“Speaking of photography…” I give her hip a good-natured slap. “I have some good news, actually.”
She peeks her head up to look at me curiously. “Really? What?”
“A while back, you gave me permission to use some of your photos as promotional material for the resort, remember?”
Still confused, she nods.
“Well, another resort actually reached out to me recently, asking if they could get the contact information for the photographer of those pictures.” I grab her hand and smile at her. “Ella Kate, they want you to go out to their resort and take some promotional photos for them too.”
“What are you talking about?” she asks, skepticism dripping from her tone. “Go out where ?”
I gesture widely with my free arm. “California! They want to give you an all-expenses paid trip out there within the next few weeks. How awesome is that!”
She’s not nearly as excited as I thought she’d be. Her face is scrunched and she pulls away from me. “I can’t go out to California.”
“What?” I’m confused. “Sweetheart, what do you mean?” I try to reach for her, but she shakes her head and scoots across the bed, putting some distance between us. I hate it.
“I-I have to… I have to shower,” she declares, rushing to the bathroom and slamming the door behind her.
As I hear the water turn on, I’m left alone, naked in bed, and wondering why it feels like I just royally fucked up.