Lacy Richards knelt on the bed, naked, holding a black satin sheet up to her chest, covering her body. Her blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders in loose curls. Her blue-green eyes were framed by thick black lashes.
She licked her lips as she stared down the barrel of his camera.
Nathan McGuire was a freelance photographer and painter. He and Lacy had been together for about two months when he had asked if she would consider posing for him.
Lacy had been unsure about the entire idea, especially considering that she didn't see herself as pretty. Cute in parts, but overall she was not beautiful. Nathan had insisted, and to prove that she was stunning, he had taken her to the local park, perched her on a rock and began taking photos. Even with her staring menacingly at him, the photos were gorgeous. For the first time in her whole life, Lacy felt beautiful.
Now she was kneeling on a bed, a satin sheet her only form of cover. The feeling of beauty had been replaced with vulnerability.
Nathan had gone to extreme lengths to make her enjoy this shoot. He had hired a make-up artist and a hair stylist for the day to cater to her needs. For the last hour and a half she had been pampered, her hair curled slightly so it flowed like a golden waterfall down her back. Her make-up was alluring with smoky eyeshadow that made the colour of her eyes really pop. Her lips were neutral. Smooth and yet, seductive.
She gripped the sheet tighter in her hand as Nathan adjusted the lighting. He smiled at her, his bright blue eyes staring into hers. “Just relax, love,” he said softly, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. “Don't be nervous.”
Lacy looked at him, her eyes searching his. “You're not the one who's naked,” she replied.
Nathan lowered his camera, hand on his hip. “I can be if it'll make you feel more comfortable.” Lacy felt her cheeks grow warm and she knew she was blushing.
Nathan grinned as she ducked her head slightly, embarrassed by his proposal. It was exactly what he needed. He raised the camera and clicked.
Lacy raised her head, her eyes wide with awe as he took another photo. The shutter clicked furiously as Nathan moved around his subject, photographing her from all angles so that she looked artistic, not naked.
She stared at him with knowing eyes, watching as he walked around her, camera clicking. Nathan stared through his lens at her. Lacy was gorgeous. He had told her every day that she was the most beautiful woman in the world, but no matter how often he said it, she didn't believe it. There were days when she was super confident in herself and then there were other days when her family undermined her self-confidence.
He licked his lips as he stared at her. Her curves were killer, her eyes were sultry, her lips luscious and her skin was like milk. She had a luminous glow about her and staring at her body against the black satin sheet, Nathan knew he was in love.
After a few more minutes, he put the camera down. He had enough of her in that position. He signalled for his assistant to enter the room.
Lacy looked from one man to the other, unsure of what to do. She gripped the sheet tighter, pulling it around her so that she was covered.
Nathan lent in, his lips brushing against her ear. “Trust me, love,” he said, his tongue dipping inside sending shivers down her spine. His hand sat on top of hers. “Lie back and relax,” he commanded.
Lacy whimpered but obeyed, pulling the sheet down on top of her. Nathan unhooked her fingers, pulling the sheet away from her naked body. Lacy draped an arm across her chest and bought a leg up to hide her private areas.
“Stop hiding yourself,” Nathan told her. “You're beautiful.” He yanked her arm away, revealing her breasts. Her nipples hardened as the cool air brushed over them.
Nathan took her arm, positioning it over her head. Her other arm was also moved above her head, her hand clasping around her own wrist. Nathan's assistant moved over to the bed, a small box in hand. Carefully he began dropping red rose petals all around her naked body. The silky petals tickled her skin.
The assistant lent in, trickling a row of petals across her lower abdomen, covering her intimate areas. Delicately, he placed a single rose petal over her erect nipples. The sensations were driving Lacy wild and the silkiness of the petal against her heated flesh was almost enough to drive her over the edge. Now if only Nathan would drop that stupid camera and start pleasuring her.
Lacy looked around, trying hard not to move. She had heard a click, but she was damned if she knew where it had come from.
“Don't move, love,” came Nathan's voice from above her.
Lacy turned her head slightly. There he was, lying across a beam, camera in hand, pointing the lens at her naked body, capturing it in all its glory.
“Look at me, love. Look directly at me,” he commanded, snapping away as Lacy glared up at him, doing her best menacing look which she knew could also pass for her most seductive. Without thinking, Lacy licked her plump bottom lip causing Nathan to groan and shift his weight slightly as his erection strained against his pants.
A few quick shots and he was descending his perch. He placed his camera down and ushered his assistant out the door, locking it behind him.
Nathan turned back to the bed. For the first time since they began photographing, Lacy could see how turned on he was by her naked form.
He took a couple of large strides and now stood before her. Lacy hadn't moved, although her breathing got quicker as she stared up at him, trusting, waiting for him to make his move.
He sat next to her before leaning down to kiss her with such urgency that she groaned. Lacy's hands moved, cupping his face, her fingers stroking over his strong jaw. Her hands lingered to his hair, tugging on it slightly as his hands roamed over her side, tracing a finger over her breast, teasing her nipples further.
Lacy arched her back, lifting herself off the bed, letting the petals fall from her body.
Nathan broke the kiss, trailing his lips over her jaw, down her neck, flicking the tip of his tongue across her soft flesh as he sucked on her collarbone. Lacy's hands spread against his back, tugging at his shirt until he moved, allowing her to pull it off completely.
The shirt fell to the floor as Lacy's hands resumed to running through Nathan's hair as he kissed down the plain of her belly, his tongue dipping into her belly button before trailing down her thighs, causing her to jump a little.
The scent of arousal flooded Nathan's nostrils and with a quick glance, it confirmed his suspicions that Lacy was aroused. He could see the juices trickle from her body, leaving a slick sheen on her sex.
He traced over it with the tip of his finger, watching her squirm in anticipation. Without hesitating, Nathan replaced the tip of his finger with the tip of his tongue, flicking it over her clitoris before sliding deep inside her, licking up all her tantalising juices.
Lacy squirmed, moaning, her hips bucking slightly as her hands came up, gripping her breasts, squeezing them softly, rolling her nipples around in between her fingers. She pulled at the taut buds, feeling them become more perky as her eyes closed.
A familiar warm feeling washed over her, spreading through her veins, nestling deep in her belly. Nathan continued to tease her, every now and then sucking her clitoris into his mouth and sliding two fingers deep inside her.
He couldn't believe how slick with desire she was. Here he had been all morning trying to boost her self-confidence when here she now was grinding her hips into his face, looking as though she was having the time of her life.
He could feel her body tremble with the onset of an orgasm. Nathan smiled as he flickered his tongue faster over her clitoris until she cried out, tossing her head back, her back arched, her fingers pinching her nipples as she rode the wave of ecstasy washing over her.
Nathan grinned, propping himself up in between her legs, watching her body shake as she tried to regain control. It was the sexiest thing he had ever seen.
“How was that?” he asked, tracing a line up and down her thigh, watching her jump as he closed in on her pussy.
Lacy propped herself up on her elbows. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glassy. Her breathing was slowly returning to normal.
“You can photograph me, anytime,” she said, breathlessly.
Nathan grinned devilishly. “I was counting on that,” he said with a wink.
To be continued....