Exposure - Kelly Moran Page 0,90

the distance, misty fog from the mountains set a backdrop like that in a fairy tale.

"Noah, it's beautiful."

He set their things down just inside the mouth of the cave. "Wait here a minute. I need to start a fire first to keep you warm afterward."

She nodded, more mesmerized by the view. She wondered where he'd have her pose or??hat she'd be wearing. Glancing down at her jeans, she frowned. Under her coat was a black sweater. At least she'd worn her sexy red lace panty set, which was more up Hoan's alley.

Noah returned and made quick work of a campfire just outside the cave opening. Kneeling, he unfolded the sleeping bag inside the cave and pulled the camera from its bag. Task at hand, he muttered over his shoulder, "We'll need to do this fast, or in stages. It's too cold to leave you exposed for long." He fidgeted with the camera. "When in position, just do as I say right away. I'll give you verbal cues when I start. You'll need to hold your breath for a few seconds, so I don't catch your exhalation in the shot."

She walked up next to him, startling him from his focus. "You're so bossy."

His gaze slid down the length of her as if he hadn't heard. "Take off your clothes. All except your shoes and undergarments."

She paused. "Why not shoes?"

"To walk across the snow. You can take them off when in position."

"Right." Since he was all business, she didn't joke around. She stripped her clothes and set them in a pile close to the fire to keep them warm. Crossing her arms, she shivered. "Ready."

He grabbed the red fleece blanket and turned to hand it to her. He froze, gaze skimming over her once more, this time with heat and interest, not with an artistic eye. "You're wearing the red lace. Holy fuck. Perfect."

She almost didn't need a fire with the way he looked at her. Taking the blanket from him, she wrapped it around her shoulders. "Where to, master?"

One corner of his mouth quirked. "Follow me."

He instructed her to sit on the edge of a boulder halfway down the incline, with her back to him and head turned toward the camera. She hurried into position, teeth chattering, and kicked her shoes off out of the way.

"Hold your breath." Click, click, click. "Let the blanket slide off one shoulder. Good." Click, click. "Give me that look when you're up to no good."

She raised her eyebrows in question.

He pulled the camera from his face. "Tell me what you said in the car on the way back from the station."

She grinned, knowing she looked a little impish. "You mean the part where I said you'd bend me over the nearest surface?"

He was holding his breath, camera at his face. "Yes," he grated. "Say it all. Again."

"I'd like you to bend me over the nearest surface, Noah, and fuck me senseless. I'll beg for you to do it harder--"

Click, click, click.

"--faster. I'll scream your name until you'll feel--"

Click, click.

"--the vibration straight to your cock." She held her breath, cheeks flaming both from the cold and heat.

Click, click, click, click, click, click.

She must've had the "up to no good" expression perfect, because he pulled the camera from his face and adjusted his erection through his jeans.

"Over here now." He pointed to her right. "This needs to be fast. Lay on your stomach, keeping the blanket under you. I'll direct you from there."

Teeth chattering again, she shivered and did as instructed. Cold wind skated over the bare skin of her back, causing goosebumps.

"Fold your arms in front of you. Rest your chin on them." Click. "Not right," he muttered. "Shove one hand into your hair." Click, click. He growled, actually growled, and looked over the lens at her as if trying to puzzle out the problem.

Freezing, she sat up and wrapped the blanket around her lower arms and torso, then flopped sideways with her back to a boulder to block the wind. She probably looked like a naughty nymph asleep in the snow from his angle.

Click, click, click, click, click, click.

"Fuck me. That's perfect." Click, click. "Stay just as you are, but look up at me." Click, click, click. "Look sated, baby. I just screwed your brains out and now you want to sleep."

Recalling the feeling well, she fainted a smile in memory and did her best to do what he wanted. Holding her breath, she looked at the lens.

Click, click, click--"Fucking perfect"--Click, click.

He edged closer and