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Exposure
Book: Exposure Read Online Free
Author: Elizabeth Lister
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it was a one time thing . I braced myself. "Okay?"
    He got up and walked over to me. "Do you want to see me again?"
    I gulped. "Yes."
    He grinned. "You like me then?"
    I nodded. I couldn't look away from him. "Yes."
    "For more than all that?" He gestured at the chaise and the wall.
    I nodded. "Yes."
    "And for more of that, too?"
    "God, yes." I whispered. Fuck, I was his and he knew it .
    He nodded. "All right then." He looked down at the desk and back up. "What are you doing this weekend?"
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    Chapter Three
    Fixation
    That night I could think of nothing but Jeremy's mouth and his beautiful cock. I almost had trouble believing that the afternoon's events had actually occurred, except that I could still feel his mouth on me and remember how his cock tasted. It was hopeless.
    I ended up stroking myself to climax again so I could get some sleep. But I was still too excited to avoid waking up several times during the night. He was coming back at ten this morning, ostensibly for another photo shoot, but I didn't know what to expect. Would I actually take any pictures? Or would we just do what we both obviously wanted to do, without the pretense?
    I showered and dressed in a pair of faded jeans and a long sleeve, blue cotton t-shirt, my standard weekend garb. I wanted to be relaxed and comfortable. I even decided to leave my feet bare. I stood at the window, drinking my coffee, watching for him. My cock hardened in anticipation of what the morning would bring. When he rounded the corner and started down McLeod I dumped my coffee and took the stairs two at a time.
    I opened the door while he strode along the street and he saw me and waved. I waved back. He looked as hot as usual, and this time gave me the most obvious eye-fuck when he neared me.
    "Jesus, you look great," he said.
    I moved back to let him in. He stepped inside, shut the door behind him, and suddenly had me up against the wall, kissing me deeply. I felt his hard-on pressing against me and I'm sure he felt mine. His tongue pushed into my mouth. I moaned and sucked it in.
    "I can't stop thinking about you," he said against my lips as he kissed me.
    I kissed him back furiously, wanting to rip off his clothes and fuck him right here. He pulled away and took off his jacket, throwing it on the stairs.
    "Come upstairs," I said desperately.
    He shook his head and took my hand, leading me into the studio. "There's something I want to do first."
    I followed him and watched as he started stripping in front of the chaise, which was where we had left it yesterday. Okay, I like where this is going. He whipped his shirt off and bent to untie his boots.
    "Do you think I look good enough to be an underwear model?" He pulled off his boots and socks and unbuttoned his jeans.
    "You don't wear underwear..." I said, staring at him, my dick turning to steel.
    He grinned. "I did today." He pushed his jeans down and stepped out of them. Sure enough, he was wearing a pair of grey and blue horizontally striped boxer briefs. They hugged his hips and outlined the swell of his erect cock beautifully.
    "Jesus Christ," I breathed. If I'd thought he was good looking in his clothes, he was a fucking God without them in just the boxers. "And you're expecting me to take pictures?" I said doubtfully.
    He winked at me. He sat on the edge of the chaise, putting his boots back on but leaving them untied. "Oh, come on, Martin. I can't wait to see what you can do with this." He leaned back and rubbed himself through the boxers. "Trust me, you'll be generously rewarded..."
    I gulped. "You're trying to kill me."
    He shook his head. "I'm not. I want you very much alive." He leaned back into the position from yesterday and put a boot-clad foot up on the seat. "I just enjoy driving you crazy."
    I put a hand over my eyes, blocking the view momentarily, and tried to calm myself the fuck down. He wanted me to take pictures of him like this and he wanted to drive me crazy.
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