Page 35 of Sweet Girl

“It is Valentine’s Day weekend.”

Her pretty pink lips turn up in a smile right before she opens the bag and peers inside. I love the look that washes over her face . . . pure excitement. Inside is a lacy pink lingerie set with matching garter. She pulls out the second item and raises her eyebrows as the memory dawns on her.

“You really do think of everything.”

She unwraps one of the cherry lollipops and pops it into her mouth before turning on her heel and dropping everything onto the bed. I expected her to go into the bathroom to change but I was clearly and gladly mistaken.

Emma strips out of her clothes slowly for me as I move my camera in front of my face to look at her beautiful body through the lens. She’s goddamn breathtaking and I can hardly focus while I watch her. The click of my camera goes off as I snap photos until she’s completely nude, standing in front of me like the goddess she is.

“Do you know how beautiful you are?”

“You make me feel that way.”

“I’ll remind you every day for the rest of your life, baby, if you’ll let me. You’re perfect.”

She blushes so prettily, tucking her hair behind her ear, and I admonish myself for not catching the movement on camera.

“Lay on the bed for me. I don’t want you to think, just be here with me, move however feels natural.”

“No lingerie?”

“Fuck the lingerie, baby, I want you laid bare. Will you?”

The fact that she crawls onto my bed, the petals falling into her as her weight shifts, means more to me than any words could. She knows how dangerous nude photos could be if they leaked, or someone had malicious intent, but she trusts me to keep them safe, to keep her safe. And fuck if that doesn’t make me feel important.

Emma lays down on her back, lollipop in her mouth, her hands moving to her perky breasts and pushing them together, one long leg stretched out straight in front of her and the other bent up with her foot flat on the bed. She’s a fucking sight. I walk around the bed and take photos of her with shaking hands.

“Good, baby. You look so damn seductive right now.”

She turns to face me, eyes right on me through the lens. “Have you ever done this before?”

Even though it’s a fair question, I hope she doesn’t think I could ever do something this intimate with anyone else. “Never.”

“Really?”

“Never felt the desire to photograph anyone like this except you, Em.”

This time I do catch the sheepish smile as she turns away and runs her fingers through her hair.

She moves through a few positions, her thighs rubbing together, and I know without a shadow of a doubt that this is turning her on. I hope it’s also made her feel empowered, bold, and sexy. Because she’s all of those things and more. I tell her as much as her eyes shift down to the tent in my sweatpants.

“Aidan?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Does the camera have a timer?”

Fuck. My reaction isn’t contained as a sly grin pulls at my lips, my body freezing. She spreads her legs open slowly in a tease, granting me access to gaze at her little pussy. Arousal coats her puffy lips, her center, and her ass, and I want nothing more than to clean her up with my tongue.

Her voice is low and thick with desire as she says her next words. “Will you take pictures of us?” Her hand dips between her legs, a finger slowly dragging along the wet seam of her lips.

My eyes meet hers now, lust and longing taking over as her eyelids blink slowly, her chest rising and crashing harder now. Setting up the camera on the shelf parallel to my bed, I check that the lens is capturing the entire bed before setting the record button. It’ll be easier to pull stills from the video later, and once I’m over there with her, I’m not getting up again.

Shrugging out of my sweats, I kick them to the side before prowling up the length of her body, running my open hands across every inch of skin, my tongue following behind. I drop kisses everywhere. From the arch of her foot to her eyelids, there’s not an inch of her that my mouth doesn’t touch.

“God, Aidan. I love this. I don’t want it to end.”

Spreading her legs wide, I hook them over my shoulders as I come face to face with her wet center. “We’ve only just started, baby. Now relax and let me take care of you.”

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