Stroke Me (Body Scenes 1)

“You are so bad.”

“No,” Yvette said as she took a quick sip of her Cosmo. Then she smiled coyly and said, “You want bad? Here he comes. Finn Griffith, the devilish artist himself,” she added as two extremely good-looking men descended upon them. One light-haired, one dark-haired.

Annabelle’s breath caught.

“Yvette,” the dark-haired man took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze before he leaned in to kiss her on both cheeks. “You put all my work to shame, doll.”

Yvette beamed, though she said, “Obviously you haven’t gotten a load of Annabelle.”

Finn turned to her as Yvette gestured her way. Fighting a blush, Annabelle said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

“My God,” the artist said as he stared at her. “You’re even more beautiful up close.” He placed a finger under her chin and lifted it gently. “Would you look at that neck? Long and slender and fantastically graceful. It’s perfect.” He turned to the man who’d accompanied them to their table. “Good eye, Eric.”

Annabelle rose above her sudden excitement to exchange a curious look with Yvette. Finn continued on. “You’ve met Eric Lyson, yes? A famed acrobatics professional who performs in a show in Vegas. He’s starring in my body scene tomorrow night with the other two members of his acrobatics team.”

That must be the business he’d needed to take care of earlier, Annabelle thought.

Eric shook Yvette’s hand, then turned his gleaming white smile and mesmerizing eyes on Annabelle.

“I had the good fortune to meet Annabelle on the dance floor,” he said to Finn. “I couldn’t take my eyes off her.”

“I can see why,” Finn said. Then added in a very businesslike tone, “My female model for Eric’s body scene just backed out because of the flu. I’m looking for a replacement. You caught Eric’s attention when you walked in. He suggested you’d be perfect for the scene and I agree.”

“I’m sorry,” Annabelle said, a little confused, though when Yvette clasped her hands together excitedly, she suddenly realized what Finn was getting at.

He said, “I want to paint you, Annabelle.” He placed the folio he carried on the table and flipped it open. “Here’s a sketch of the scene. Classic, right?”

The glint of excitement in Finn’s dark brown eyes made her shiver with an electric jolt she’d never felt before. Annabelle’s gaze slid to the drawing.

“Oh!” She was amused and thrilled at the same time. Such a simple, innocent concept. The female model was to be painted as a flower, with two men serving as the leaves, joined to the “stem” of the flower with one cock in the pussy and one in the ass. Suspended over the female model with her head painted like the face of a Gerbera daisy and a headdress to create the vibrant pink petals, was a bumblebee. With his cock in her mouth.

“Pollination.” Annabelle loved it.

“What do you say?” Eric prompted her.

“Of course she’ll do it!”

“Yvette!” Annabelle shrieked. “I couldn’t! Really, it’s just… I couldn’t!”

“It’s an honor to be asked,” Yvette said. “You’d be a fool to pass up a chance like this!”

She stared up at the eager faces of Finn and Eric. Especially Eric. She’d be lying if she said the mere thought of doing something so daring and hedonistic didn’t turn her on. And to be doing it with Eric…

Finn said, “That long neck of yours is exactly what I need. The flower stretching toward the sun, the

bumblebee finding your welcoming embrace… Annabelle,” he said in a compelling tone, “I need you.”

Eric lifted a dark blond eyebrow, as though to say he felt the same way. An insistent throbbing deep in her pussy told her she shared that sentiment. She needed him. Desperately.

Flattery and temptation and lust were impossible to brush off.

Eric added to the pressure. “I couldn’t imagine doing it either. But I’m part of an acrobatic trio and the others wanted to do it, so I agreed. If you say yes, Annabelle, then I’ll have absolutely no regrets.”

He stared at her intently, his beautiful green eyes glowing under the soft light from the chandeliers. He truly was devastatingly handsome. So wide and muscular, with large hands she knew would feel heavenly on her body. And hadn’t she just been fantasizing about being the recipient of three men’s attention?

This offer was damn tempting, especially since she was presented with the opportunity to triple her pleasure!

The idea of being on public display added to her excitement, because with the paint on her face and body, no one would have a clue as to who she was. She’d be perfectly anonymous—and wouldn’t that help to shed her inhibitions and enjoy whatever Eric and his partners had to offer?