the side of her breast. “Nice try.”
Melanie leaned in and squeezed him tight as she whispered in his ear. “Are you sure this isn’t pissing you off?”
“Positive.”
“I feel so guilty. I don’t understand my reaction—I mean, I might have been interested in him years ago, but I’m happy in my relationship with you. Why am I reacting like a dog in heat?”
Because Nathan was treating her like a desirable woman? “I’m not mad. Although—fair warning? When you’re done with this shoot, I’m going to drag you into my office, lay you on my desk and fuck you until you’re a boneless heap.”
Her eyes widened to saucer-size. “How the hell am I supposed to keep climbing after you say something like that?”
“Guys? I’ve got an idea.” Nathan’s announcement broke in and cleared Derrick’s brain for all of two seconds. “Derrick, can I get you to do some assists?”
“You want me in the pictures?” That idea kind of sucked. He hadn’t seen that suggestion coming at all.
“Only parts of you. I’ll show you.” Nathan motioned to the wall. “Melanie, climb up. I want you to lean back and have Derrick reach across your body.”
She willingly stood on two small footholds, grasping the larger jugs he’d had her use earlier, but she frowned. “I’m not sure what you mean.”
“Just get set up and I’ll show you.” Nathan gestured, and Derrick moved in to help. They had no ropes this time, even though both of them still wore their harnesses. Melanie was only a foot off the ground, bringing her head level with his.
“Okay, like this now.” Nathan abandoned his camera and moved in closer, hands landing on her hips to align her the way he wanted. He slid one hand up her side, so concentrated on what he was doing he seemed oblivious to the fact his palm slipped over the bare skin on her right side before pausing on her torso directly in line with her breasts. “Lean against me a little. That’s it. Now, Derrick, check this out. I’m going to hang on to the wall, but lean out of the way. Got that?”
Derrick nodded, trying to ignore the surge of blood headed south as Melanie licked her lips and closed her eyes. The more excited she got, the more he ached to do something about it.
Nathan stepped back and reached for his camera. “Now take my place. I’m looking for the contrast of a more masculine limb next to Melanie’s feminine figure.”
Melanie’s gaze followed Nathan’s retreat for a second before she turned to face Derrick. She mouthed the words Oh my God and he snorted.
Yeah, she was turned on big time.
He took his place and deliberately copied everything Nathan had done, including rubbing his way up her body to get into position.
“Bastard,” she muttered.
Derrick stepped to the side, making sure the only thing in the shot was his arm. That meant his hips were pressed tight to her ass, letting her know exactly how hard his dick was. “I’m so looking forward to helping you get into position in the shower later.”
“Awesome, guys.” Nathan stepped around the open area, clicking madly. “Derrick, if you can reach the wall with your other arm—yeah, there. Perfect.”
A trickle of sweat rolled down the side of Melanie’s neck, and Derrick instinctively brushed his face against her. She arched, just the tiniest bit, but it was enough to press her tighter to his groin, and he groaned out his approval. The tips of her nipples were hard, stabbing the thin fabric of her bra. Her breathing sped up as he stared over her shoulder and planned exactly what he was going to do to her when this session was over.
Nathan strolled from side to side, clicking away merrily. Melanie wiggled for a second, her ass rubbing his dick in an innocent coincidence—or was it?
“You need something, sweetheart?” He whispered the words, letting the tip of his tongue brush the dangling lobe of her ear.
“Stop it.”
“You mean that?” He forced the side of his arm to her torso and
Melanie leaned in and squeezed him tight as she whispered in his ear. “Are you sure this isn’t pissing you off?”
“Positive.”
“I feel so guilty. I don’t understand my reaction—I mean, I might have been interested in him years ago, but I’m happy in my relationship with you. Why am I reacting like a dog in heat?”
Because Nathan was treating her like a desirable woman? “I’m not mad. Although—fair warning? When you’re done with this shoot, I’m going to drag you into my office, lay you on my desk and fuck you until you’re a boneless heap.”
Her eyes widened to saucer-size. “How the hell am I supposed to keep climbing after you say something like that?”
“Guys? I’ve got an idea.” Nathan’s announcement broke in and cleared Derrick’s brain for all of two seconds. “Derrick, can I get you to do some assists?”
“You want me in the pictures?” That idea kind of sucked. He hadn’t seen that suggestion coming at all.
“Only parts of you. I’ll show you.” Nathan motioned to the wall. “Melanie, climb up. I want you to lean back and have Derrick reach across your body.”
She willingly stood on two small footholds, grasping the larger jugs he’d had her use earlier, but she frowned. “I’m not sure what you mean.”
“Just get set up and I’ll show you.” Nathan gestured, and Derrick moved in to help. They had no ropes this time, even though both of them still wore their harnesses. Melanie was only a foot off the ground, bringing her head level with his.
“Okay, like this now.” Nathan abandoned his camera and moved in closer, hands landing on her hips to align her the way he wanted. He slid one hand up her side, so concentrated on what he was doing he seemed oblivious to the fact his palm slipped over the bare skin on her right side before pausing on her torso directly in line with her breasts. “Lean against me a little. That’s it. Now, Derrick, check this out. I’m going to hang on to the wall, but lean out of the way. Got that?”
Derrick nodded, trying to ignore the surge of blood headed south as Melanie licked her lips and closed her eyes. The more excited she got, the more he ached to do something about it.
Nathan stepped back and reached for his camera. “Now take my place. I’m looking for the contrast of a more masculine limb next to Melanie’s feminine figure.”
Melanie’s gaze followed Nathan’s retreat for a second before she turned to face Derrick. She mouthed the words Oh my God and he snorted.
Yeah, she was turned on big time.
He took his place and deliberately copied everything Nathan had done, including rubbing his way up her body to get into position.
“Bastard,” she muttered.
Derrick stepped to the side, making sure the only thing in the shot was his arm. That meant his hips were pressed tight to her ass, letting her know exactly how hard his dick was. “I’m so looking forward to helping you get into position in the shower later.”
“Awesome, guys.” Nathan stepped around the open area, clicking madly. “Derrick, if you can reach the wall with your other arm—yeah, there. Perfect.”
A trickle of sweat rolled down the side of Melanie’s neck, and Derrick instinctively brushed his face against her. She arched, just the tiniest bit, but it was enough to press her tighter to his groin, and he groaned out his approval. The tips of her nipples were hard, stabbing the thin fabric of her bra. Her breathing sped up as he stared over her shoulder and planned exactly what he was going to do to her when this session was over.
Nathan strolled from side to side, clicking away merrily. Melanie wiggled for a second, her ass rubbing his dick in an innocent coincidence—or was it?
“You need something, sweetheart?” He whispered the words, letting the tip of his tongue brush the dangling lobe of her ear.
“Stop it.”
“You mean that?” He forced the side of his arm to her torso and
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