Page 54 of Freeze Frame

“I’m not that daring.”

“You sucked my dick under a willow tree. I’ve never had anyone do more than play footsies with me under the table at a restaurant.”

“That was impulsive as hell and kind of stupid. It could have cost you your job.” Heat seared my face at the memory. It had been hotter than hell, even if it was mostly a dumbass thing to do. “That must have been my inner porn star coming out.”

“That was you being brave and free and comfortable enough with yourself to do something like that in a public space.”

There was something in the way David talked about the event that got me thinking. I rolled my hips, rocking into his erection. His whole body responded to my movements. His hips thrust up, his hands clamped down on my waist to hold me still, and his mouth fell open on a gasp.

“David, darling, did you get off on that little bit of public indecency?” I leaned close, bringing my mouth down to his cheek. My lips brushed against the corner of his mouth when I spoke. “Tell me the truth, David. No fibbing.”

“That,” David rasped, chasing my mouth with his, but I wouldn’t let him connect. “Was the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me.”

He stopped trying to chase my mouth and went for my neck instead. Pressing hot, open-mouthed kisses against my skin thatsent shivers down my spine. Heat pooled between my legs, and I knew I’d be fucking soaked if I dared to check.

There was a pause. I felt it in the way David stilled beneath me, not even breathing, that there was something else. Something bigger that he wanted to talk about or say.

“What is it?” I asked. “You can tell me anything.”

“What if I wanted to watch you film?”

Shock knocked me back and I searched his face for the lie. For the bluff. For anything that would indicate that he hadn’t thought about what he said. But he stared back at me, still and unmovable.

“You’re joking.” The words shook as they left me, barely sound at all, mostly breath.

“I’m not. I’ve thought about it a lot.”

“What did you think about?”

“About watching you on my phone and how hot that was. And I thought that the only way for that to get any hotter was if I saw you in person.”

An idea formed in my head, and it probably wasn’t what he meant, but I could work something out to give him a slice of his fantasy.

“Well, there’s no reason you can’t watch me film,” I purred, dragging a finger down the side of his neck. “In fact… it won’t be studio quality because I don’t have the equipment with me, but I could shoot a video on my phone. One just for you. You could watch me do it. And we could do it right now.”

“Now?” David looked like he was two seconds away from creaming his pants. His voice was tight, like sheer willpower was the only thing holding his lust at bay.

“Right now. All I need is a phone and an audience, and I happen to have both.”

“You don’t have to,” David assured me, and I knew he meant it, even if his eyes pleaded with me to not change my mind.

“I want to.” I stole a kiss, a brief press of my mouth against his. I teased my tongue between his lips and when I felt him reach for more, I pulled away and slid off his lap. I started for his room and when I didn’t hear him follow, I tossed a look over my shoulder. “Are you coming?”

“Trying not to actually.” David laughed, but he stood and moved to join me.

I could feel the way his eyes ate me up, and I hadn’t taken off a single article of clothing yet.

When I got into his bedroom, I smiled at the way it looked untidy and lived in. The bed was unmade, though more rumpled on one side than the other. Before I did anything, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and handed it to him.

“I don’t have so much as a tripod here, so unless you have one, you’re on camera duty.”

With no preamble, I stripped my shirt off. David exhaled like he’d been punched and had all the air forced out of him. I watched his hands tremble as he fiddled with the phone, trying to divide his attention between me and getting the phone to start recording.

I took no mercy on him. Popping the button of my jeans, I shoved them down past my hips, to my ankles, and then stepped out of them one leg at a time. I turned and headed for his nightstand, knowing that would be where I found the lube. When I opened the drawer, sure enough, there it was, but it also had company.

I turned to David and tossed him a curious expression. “What’s all that?”

My heart ran in circles in my chest, too elated to be still. Too close to happiness to be calm about it.