2
She was glad she had her camera at the ready, because the image of Aspen cast in the shadows from the window, half undressed with her jeans hanging open on her hips and holding her breasts as she lifted her face to the ceiling in a clear prayer for strength was an image worthy of the Louvre.
The hunger that burned in Aspen’s eyes when they dropped to her sent a wave of arousal crashing between her thighs, and she swallowed thickly as she watched her caress the lines of her obliques with the backs of her fingers as she trailed her hands down her stomach.
“Like this?” Aspen purred.
“Shit,” Eve hissed. Her breaths sounded like thunder in her ears as Aspen tugged at the halves of her fly, stretching the gap open as wide as it could go.
Aspen’s answering smirk was unfairly sexy. “Nice to know I’m not the only one affected by this.”
Eve huffed a laugh. “Darling, I am absolutely soaked right now.”
It was Aspen’s turn to swear softly, and her chest lifted and fell with a breath as she hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her jeans.
Eve stared, utterly spellbound as Aspen worked her jeans lower at a glacial pace, and only snapped out of it when Aspen reminded, “Camera, beautiful. Unless this is a ploy to get me to model again.”
“I would definitely not be opposed to that,” Eve murmured.
“Me neither,” Aspen confessed softly.
Eve drew a shaky breath and lifted her camera to track Aspen’s progress through the viewfinder. The restricted view made it a little easier to stay focused, and she bit her lip as she zoomed in on the way Aspen’s jeans bunched in the web of her right hand. The contrast of her tanned forearm and the half-sleeve of winding vines and flowers that adorned it against the white bedding behind her was particularly striking, and Eve mewled softly under her breath as she pressed her finger to the shutter button.
Her heart pounded in the base of her throat as she realized Aspen was fully exposed through the open vee of her fly, and she held her breath as she snapped a few quick shots before letting the breath go in a rush.
Aspen was clearly enjoying the effect she had on her, because there was a distinct note of amusement beneath the smoke in her voice as she teased, “Okay over there?”
“Fine,” Eve insisted. “Turn around, please.”
Fuck if the temperature didn’t jump at least a hundred degrees when Aspen spun slowly in place to give her an absolutely stunning view of her ass.
“Is this what you want?” Aspen murmured, her voice shadowed and textured like crushed velvet as she pressed her ass back toward Eve.
“God, so much,” Eve whimpered as she snapped a quick half-dozen pictures of Aspen’s glorious behind half-out of her jeans. Her nipples tightened as she watched Aspen push the jeans lower, lower, lower until they were fully below her ass, and she considered it a minor miracle that her voice didn’t crack when she said, “Hold there.”
Aspen’s hands flexed as she obediently froze where she was, and before Eve could even give the instruction, she tilted her hips up and back to present herself more fully to Eve’s hungry gaze.
“Fucking perfect,” Eve moaned as she captured the glorious perfection of Aspen’s ass for posterity.
“Eve…”
Eve licked her lips. “Take them off.”
“Thank fuck,” Aspen groaned as she immediately shucked the jeans and kicked them aside. A fresh wave of arousal crashes between Eve’s thighs as Aspen turned to face her, and her breath caught as their eyes locked. Aspen’s hands flexed at her sides and her chest lifted with a breath as they stared at each other. She opened her mouth as if to say something before cutting herself off with a small shake of her head as she stalked toward where Eve was kneeling. Despite the hunger shining in her dark, dark eyes, her husked, “Now what?” was softer than a springtime breeze.
This close, Eve could smell how wet Aspen was, and she reached out to caress Aspen’s thigh with her left hand as she instinctively leaned closer to the source of the intoxicating scent. “I…” Her voice trailed off as Aspen’s fingers carded through her hair, and a plaintive whimper spilled from her lips when Aspen’s hips rocked ever so slightly toward her mouth. She licked her lips once, twice, as she tried to get herself under control, and then blew out a rough breath when she failed spectacularly. “I’m going to need you to get on the bed now,” she said slowly, as it felt like she had to find each word and drag it out of her mouth in turn.
Her eyes fluttered as Aspen’s hand drifted from her hair to caress her jaw before hooking the tip of her index finger beneath her chin to coax her eyes higher. She clenched as she was met with an arched brow and sinfully dark eyes that promised all manner of pleasure if she just asked.
“Are you sure about that?”
Eve sucked in a long breath. She wasn’t sure at all. But she’d been thinking about this shoot for weeks—and, okay, so maybe she hadn’t expected the whole undressing part of the thing to get this wildly out of control, but she had a vision that she still very much wanted to see come to life. “Yes,” she exhaled. And then, more firmly, “I’m sure.”
Aspen pulled her hand away with a little pout. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.”
Eve bit her lip and nodded, not trusting herself to speak. She sank back on her heels as she watched Aspen pad back to the bed, and her lip slipped from her teeth with a whisper of a groan as she watched Aspen flop gracefully onto the center of the bed.
“All right.” Aspen picked her head up from the pillow and winked at her. “How would the artist like her model?”
Legs spread and screaming my name, Eve thought as she climbed somewhat unsteadily to her feet. She grabbed her camera with both hands and rubbed her thumbs up and down the back of the casing as she tried to figure out how to convey what she wanted. “Right arm extended off your side, hand at hip level.” Her heart beat like a bass drum in her chest as she neared the bed. “Right leg pulled up, knee bent, foot flat on the mattress so that your thigh hides your, um…”
“More x-rated parts?” Aspen smirked when Eve nodded, and added in a scholarly tone, “Because this is art.”
“Exactly,” Eve chuckled. Despite the state of her panties, their little shoot was still very much on the artistic side of the spectrum, but now that she was positioning Aspen in bed, lord knows how long that would last. She blinked and shook her head. Focus. “Head back on the pillow. Chin up…” Her stomach flipped at the way Aspen obeyed without hesitation. “Now…um, arch your chest.”
Aspen turned her head ever so slightly to look at her. “What should I do with my left hand?”
Eve thought for a moment before answering, “Whatever you want. If I see something I like or think of something different, I’ll let you know.”
“So this is okay?” Aspen checked as she started lightly caressing her stomach.
“So much better than okay,” Eve replied breathlessly as she focused her camera on the curve of Aspen’s fingers as they skated across her belly. “God, that’s so sexy, darling.”
“Feels good,” Aspen exhaled. “Would feel better if you were the one touching me, though.”
Eve’s breath left her in a rush as she watched Aspen tip her chin up even higher as her back bowed off the mattress so her only points of contact were hips and her shoulder blades. She was the absolute image of feminine pleasure, and…
Ah, fuck it. Eve dropped to a knee beside the bed and lifted her camera to be ready when it happened. “Grip the shit out of that duvet by your hip like you’re three seconds from coming.”
And goddamn if Aspen didn’t deliver like a fucking rockstar. A wholly indecent moan spilled from her lips as her forearm flexed and her chest lifted another three inches. “Christ, Eve.”
It was perfect.
She was perfect.
“God, I love you,” Eve whispered as she sank lower to focus on the space beneath Aspen’s curved back. The angle put the bedding and Aspen’s abdomen out of focus while her forearm remained perfectly taut and defined in the foreground. The effect was devastatingly erotic, and if her panties hadn’t been ruined before, they certainly would have been now. “So good, darling. Hold for me just a little longer…”
She pushed to a half crouch to capture the swell of Aspen’s breasts and the jut of her nipples before swinging her lens down to immortalize the way Aspen’s left hand was caressing her inner thigh. “You are so fucking sexy.”
“Eve…”
Aspen’s choked plea drew Eve’s focus higher once more, and she shifted to capture the way her eyes were squeezed shut and her mouth hung open as she gasped for air. She was moving quickly now, taking shot after shot before she even realized just what it was that she was capturing. “Yes, love?”
“You…” Aspen dragged her eyes open, and her throat bobbed as she sank back to the mattress. “Take your clothes off and get on this bed.”
Eve came a little at the husky, demanding tenor of Aspen’s voice, and her hands trembled as she dropped her camera and deftly stripped out of the slacks and button-up she’d worn to her lecture earlier that afternoon. Aspen’s left hand continued to drift up and down her inner thigh in the same idle, teasing caress as she watched her undress, and her hands trembled as she reached behind herself to unhook her bra. Her nipples tightened as the cool air of the room washed over her skin as her bra fluttered to the floor, and then they tightened further as Aspen’s hot, hungry gaze swept over her bared chest like a caress.
“Lovely,” Aspen murmured.
Eve swallowed thickly, hyper-aware of the way Aspen’s eyes never left her as she worked her sodden panties down her legs and kicked them aside.
“Bed,” Aspen rasped.
Eve licked her lips and nodded. That was a fucking genius idea. She shivered at the feeling of her camera strap dragging roughly against her chest as she crawled onto the mattress, and arousal bloomed low in her belly when Aspen’s powerful legs spread wider to make room for her.
She found herself struck utterly breathless by Aspen’s beauty as she knelt between her thighs, her camera forgotten completely as she drank in the vision before her. She’d never known Aspen to be shy about her body, but there was something particularly erotic about the way she laid there with her legs spread, unabashed in her nudity. The play of her fingers along her thigh, drifting tantalizingly close to the sheen of arousal that coated the soft, full, pink folds at the apex of her legs but never making contact was especially erotic, and Eve’s tingled with an overpowering urge to touch, to tease, to pleasure. “Can I…?”
A small smile tipped Aspen’s lips as her hand stilled. “You can do whatever you want to me, beautiful.”
Eve was reminded of the camera draped from her neck when it bumped against her as she shifted closer, and she ran her lower lip between her teeth as she stroked the backs of her fingers along her stomach before picking it up.
Heat bloomed low in Eve’s hips at the way Aspen’s left hand dragged almost lazily up her belly and around the curve of her breast. The way she bent her arm casually around her head as she relaxed against the pillows reminded Eve of that first morning in Aspen’s bed when this was all so new and overpowering—and she smiled because the only thing that had changed in the months since was that it was no longer new.
It was familiar and theirs , and even more spectacular and special because of it.
“I love you.”
Aspen’s expression softened beautifully. “I love you.”
It was instinct to lift her camera to capture the look on Aspen’s face, and her heart skipped a beat at the sound of Aspen’s breath catching. This was so wildly beyond anything they’d discussed when they’d talked about this, but as Eve watched Aspen’s tongue dart over her lips, she realized that she very much wanted to photograph Aspen while she fucked her. Even though the pictures would likely be deleted immediately, she wanted to immortalize the rapturous glow of her release.
She focused on keeping her breaths slow and steady as she caressed Aspen’s thigh with her left hand. Aspen’s lips parted with a gasp at the first brush of her fingers against sensitive folds, and she hovered her finger above the shutter button as she asked, “Is this okay?”
Aspen’s throat bobbed as she rolled her hips needfully. “Fuck yes.”
She wasn’t sure which of them moaned louder when she dipped two fingers into the warmth pooled between soft, swollen folds. She played in Aspen’s wetness as she flicked the camera to auto-focus, and bit her lip against her rising desire as she captured the way Aspen’s mouth fell open and her eyes fluttered as she spread her open with two fingers. “You are so beautiful,” she whispered as she smeared the arousal she’d captured on her fingertips over Aspen’s clit.
Aspen’s left hand wrapped around a slat in the headboard as she arched against her hand. “Oh god, Eve. Please.”
Later, when she was sitting on Aspen’s lap and they were looking through the pictures she’d taken, she’d marvel at how she managed to take even a single photograph when she was so distracted by the way Aspen felt around her fingers as she fucked her slowly, but she didn’t have a thought to spare for it in the moment.
She was hypnotized by the pleasure that danced across Aspen’s face when she curled her fingers just so. Absolutely entranced by the way Aspen opened so beautifully for her on every thrust and squeezed around her fingers, fighting her withdrawal. She was aware of nothing beyond her love moaning beneath her, absolutely radiant with the glow of her growing orgasm, and though a part of her wished they could stay locked in this moment forever, it wasn’t long before Aspen’s whimpers and moans rose in pitch and the hot, pulsing velvet around her fingers began to tighten.
She perfectly captured the moment Aspen shouted her name as her climax overwhelmed her, and ripped the camera from her neck and tossed it onto the bed beside Aspen as she dove forward to capture Aspen’s lips in a deep, messy kiss as she stroked her through the length of her release. Though Aspen came after only a couple of minutes, the waves of her orgasm stretched for at least twice as long, and affection squeezed Eve’s chest as Aspen finally whimpered and went lax beneath her.
“My god, Eve,” Aspen muttered breathlessly.
Eve smiled against her lips. “You were spectacular, my love.”
“Me?” Aspen huffed a laugh that turned into a quiet groan when Eve carefully unsheathed her fingers. She licked her lips and shook her head as she untangled her right hand from the duvet to caress Eve’s arm. “Baby, that was all you.” She blinked and picked up her head. “Where’s your camera?”
Eve tilted her head to Aspen’s side. “I wanted to kiss you, and it was in the way, so…” Her voice trailed off as Aspen’s fingers tangled in her hair to pull her down into a bruising kiss. She hummed against Aspen’s lips when the hand in her hair relaxed, and nuzzled her cheek as she whispered, “Thank you.” She took a deep breath and let it go slowly as she pulled back to stare in awe at this incredible woman who’d only crossed her path by a wondrous twist of fate.
Her own feelings were reflected in the warm abyss of Aspen’s eyes, and her heart fluttered at the feeling of Aspen’s fingers caressing her jaw. “Thank you.”
Eve ducked her head. “I know that wasn’t what we’d—”
Aspen pressed a finger to her lips. “It was fucking perfect.” A slow smile tipped her lips as she reached down and tugged against Eve’s side.
“Can I help you?” Eve teased as she obliged the pressure on her waist and moved to straddle Aspen’s hips. She sucked in a sharp breath when Aspen’s stomach tensed beneath her, and sat up so those hard muscles pressed into her where she needed them most.
“I think it’s more a matter of me helping you.”
Eve bit her lip as Aspen’s strong hands wrapped around her hips and yielded to the firm pressure that guided her into movement. “Oh…” she exhaled, her eyes fluttering shut as she tipped her head back in pleasure. She was so turned on that it wouldn’t take long, but god if Aspen didn’t feel incredible as she rubbed herself against her stomach.
She barely registered Aspen’s hands shifting on her hips, first her left disappearing for a moment, then her right, but she was lost to the wave building inside her and didn’t need the encouragement to move as she fucked herself on Aspen’s stomach with wanton abandon.
“Look at me, beautiful girl.”
Eve whimpered and blinked her eyes open, and her stomach clenched when she looked down at Aspen and found her camera pointed at her. “Aspen…”
“Is this okay?”
Eve licked her lips and nodded.
“Good girl.”
Eve whimpered.
Aspen’s full lips broke into a grin behind the camera. “I want you to come all over my stomach, and then I’m going to put this camera down and fuck you so thoroughly you’ll be walking sideways tomorrow.”
Eve’s breath left her in a rush. “Fuck.”
Aspen’s grin widened. “Exactly, beautiful girl.”