Behind the Lens (Sexy 1)

I’m sitting on the bed in my boxers waiting for Kallie to finish explaining everything to Megan. I don’t know who’s more nervous here, Megan or Kallie, but we really need to get started because time is ticking. “Megan, don’t worry so much. Kallie will talk you through everything before you take the photo. Come on, Kallie, get in this bed already.” She looks over at me and I wink. She looks fucking sexy as hell in her satin white robe, and I’m itching to pull it off to see what’s underneath.

“Megan, we will do a few shots on the bed and a few in the tub. I know what the author is looking for, so don’t worry about that, just take it when I tell you.” She walks over to the bed, and fuck, I can’t take my eyes off her. She unties the robe and lets it pool at her feet. It’s impossible to not get hard. She is wearing a black bra with pink trim, and her panties are, what do they call them, boy shorts. I’ve never been this turned on during a shoot. She clears her throat, and I look up at her face and grin. Yep, I’m caught staring, and I don’t give a shit. “I’m going to sit between your legs.” She blushes a deep red, and I smile, holding my hand out to her.

“Come on, you’ve got this.” She takes my hand and climbs onto the bed. I spread my legs, and she sits between them. She sucks in a breath and turns her head, looking at me with wide eyes. I lean down to her ear. “I can’t help it, Kallie.” Oh, nothing better than your hard-on poking the woman you are trying to get with in the ass. Well, actually, there is nothing better, but shit, not like this. Damn it, focus. I wrap my arms around her, resting them on her stomach. She puts her shaking hands on top of mine and rests her head back on my chest. “Relax, you can do this. I’m right here with you.” We both let out a breath.

“Alright, Megan, take a few shots like this.” I look down at her and wish this were for real. That she was really sleeping on my chest.

“They look great.” We both look at Megan, and I smile because I have no doubt they are amazing. I hear Kallie mumble ‘fuck,’ and she turns around, facing me.

“I, umm, need to straddle you.” I wink at her and she rolls her eyes. “Asshole.” I laugh and pull her onto my lap. She straddles me and I grip her ass. She tenses up, and yes, it’s completely unprofessional, but I rub her ass with my thumbs, trying to get her to relax. She rests her forehead on mine and holds onto my biceps. “Megan, we are ready when you are.” Megan takes several different angles of the position before telling us she’s done. Kallie looks at me and blushes. I like where this is going. “I need you on top of me this time.” I make her laugh when I flip her over and climb on top of her. “Shit, okay, ummm, pin my hands above my head and look into my eyes.” Fuck, it’s like a damn wet dream. I actually need to adjust my cock, and when I do, I accidently brush against her pussy, her wet pussy. Holy fucking shit, I want to bury my face in her, get her scent on me. Taste, lick, and finger-fuck her until she is screaming my name. Shit, I need to adjust again. This is going to make the rest of the shoot very interesting. “Take the shot, Megan.” As she is shooting, I lean my head down and bite Kallie’s lip. I swear to you, it sounds like she moans.

“Kallie, fuck,” I whisper in her ear. I let go of her hands and bring them to my chest. Megan is doing a great job of just snapping away, not saying a word. Kallie moves her hands down, resting them on my thighs. I look at her, and she smiles slightly and bites her bottom lip. I cup her tits in my hands, and she throws her head back. Fuck, I need to stop because in about one minute I’m going to fuck her on camera.

“We are done on the bed.” She looks at me with desire in her eyes, and I want to tell Megan to get the fuck out of here. I know in that moment, she would let me touch and taste every sensitive inch of her body. “We only have a few shots in the tub. Megan, you filled the tub, right?” She smiles and nods her head. “Great, go get two towels for us, please.” She rushes off to the bathroom, and I climb off her.

“I’ll keep my boxers on in the tub.” She slowly sits up and pulls the sheet up to cover herself. She stares at me with what I can only describe as wonder on her face. I climb off the bed and squat down in front of her, holding onto her thighs. “You alright?” She continues to stare at me but nods her head.

“Towels.” I stand up, take mine, and hand one to Kallie.

“You two go get ready. I need a minute.” Megan happily walks off to the bathroom, but I stand there watching Kallie. “Please, Jax. I need a minute.”

“Kallie, it was never my intention to make you feel uncomfortable. I was into the shoot, and I’m not going to lie, you know I was turned on.” I lean close to her, brushing hair away from her ear and whisper, “I know you were too, and it was fucking hot.” I stand up and walk away into the bathroom.

I never even put the towel on because I’m not taking anything off, so I just throw it onto the sink. I step into the tub and sit down.

“It’s fine.” She bites her nails, looking at me and then looking at the door.

“I think you are supposed to take off the boxers.” I lean back in the tub and rest my arms on the sides.

“Nope, they are staying on.” She looks at the door again.

“Are you and Kallie dating?” I raise my eyebrows and look at her. Very unprofessional of her to question me or Kallie.

“First of all, let me give you some advice that I suggest you take. Never, ever question a model on their personal life. It’s none of your business, and they don’t like that. They will likely not work with you anymore. Second, and I’m only telling you this because I care about what people think of Kallie, not me, no, we are not dating. We are friends.” I’ve never seen someone turn that shade of red before. She covers her face and turns away from me.

“I’m so sorry. I had no right to ask that. I’m never going to make it in this world. Please don’t tell Shannon or Kallie. I promise you, I’ll ta

ke your advice.” Part of me feels bad, and another part feels like I may have just stopped the start of a seriously damaging rumor.

“I won’t say anything, but remember what I said.” She nods her head, still not looking at me. The bathroom door finally opens, and Kallie walks in with the towel wrapped around her. She looks at me quickly before stepping over to the tub.

“Megan, we only need a few here, so let’s get it done.” She drops the towel, and I see her unbelievably perfect tits for the first time. This cool bath does nothing for my now painfully hard cock. She steps in and sits between my legs. She leans back and her bare back rests on my chest. She adjusts the bubbles so nothing is showing and turns her head to look at me. We both grin at each other, and even though it’s not part of the shoot and it isn’t captured on film, it’s a moment I will never forget. “Serious faces.” I nod and move my hands to rest on her thighs. Fuck, her skin is so soft in this water, I can’t help but rub tiny circles. “Megan, take the photo.” She begins shooting while we just stare at each other. After a few shots, Kallie turns her head. “Two more positions and we are done.” She reaches for my hands in the water and pulls them up, placing them on her tits. She doesn’t remove her hands, so our fingers are entwined. Feeling her tits is my undoing. I can’t help but ever so lightly massage them. She throws her head back, and thankfully, Megan doesn’t need to be told what to do. I close my eyes and savor the moment of having this sexy, wet woman in my arms with my hands on her tits.

“Super hot, guys.” We both snap out of the euphoria we are feeling and look at Megan. Kallie clears her throat and spins around on my lap, straddling me once again. She makes sure her tits are good and pressed up against me, and I move the bubbles around to make sure no nipple is exposed. I reach up, gather her hair in my hand, and gently yank her head back. I hear the camera snapping away, so I lean forward and kiss her neck. I will fuck her in the tub. I need to. I need to relive this moment but with just us. “I’ve got them all. They are stunning. Kallie, I can’t believe you’ve never modeled before, you are a natural.” She crosses her arms, stands up, and climbs out of the tub.

“Thank you, but this will be the first and last.” Megan hands her a towel, and she covers herself once again. I can’t get out, not just yet. I need to regain control of my dick first. “Megan, I appreciate all your help today. I’ll be sure to tell Shannon how wonderful you were. I’ll walk you out. Jax, you can shower in here if you want. I’m going to shower in my bathroom, then we can leave.” She doesn’t wait for a response. She just leaves and closes the door behind her. I smile and stand up, pulling off my wet boxers and dropping them to the floor.

I smile through my whole shower knowing that before this night is over, I will have Kallie in my arms. I don’t give a fuck anymore. The game is over and I’m fucking winning.

AFTER THE SHOOT, I LET Megan out and rush to the shower. Never can I remember being so turned on. Thankfully, no one noticed that before I went into the bathroom, I ran to change my panties. The ones I had on were soaked. Being with Jax like that, even in the studio with Megan taking photos, was one of the most erotic moments of my life. Having him touch me, me straddling him, it felt real, so real. Son of a bitch, it felt amazing too. If we were alone, there is no doubt I would have been begging him to make me come.

Once I get out of the shower, a cold shower, I take my time doing my hair and makeup. I change my outfit four times, and I sit on my bed once I am all done. I am wasting time, trying to build up my confidence to face him again. After a few minutes of sitting and trying to collect my thoughts, I figure it is probably best to go find him before he comes into my bedroom.

I walk out into the living room, and he is sitting on the couch looking sexy as sin. In another time, this could have been something amazing, something I would strive to hold on to. I sigh and plaster a smile on my face. “Hey, you almost ready?” He gets up, comes over to me, and smiles.

“There’s my favorite model.” I shake my head and roll my eyes.

“Never again. I’m definitely more comfortable behind the lens.” He reaches for my hand, and I should pull it away, I know I should, but lately when he does it, it’s comforting, familiar.