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“What?It’s the truth,” I defended with a shrug. And to further make my point, I gently ran my fingertips against the mesh fabric that covered her obliques while asking, “I mean, did you really put this sexy ass shit on today and not expect me to wanna come in here and take it off you?”
The question made Shakira blush as she wrapped her hand against the back of my head and stared right into my eyes while the photographer snapped a few pictures of us caught in a heated gaze. Then she bit into her bottom lip and pulled my head towards the tattoo on her collarbone while letting her own head fall back just slightly, the way my instincts told me to taste her there making for a great picture while also making my dick rock up instantly.
Shakira felt that shit.
I could tell by the way she subtly started grinding against my lap like she wanted to feel it more. And with her moving like that, it was easy for me to forget we weren’t the only ones in the room when I dragged my lips from her collarbone to her throat, Shakira moaning a little bit in response before she giggled, “Kendall, you gotta chill for real.”
“I’m just following your lead, Shake.”
She knew she couldn’t argue that; couldn’t argue that I was doing anything other than matching her energy. So instead of even trying to, her freaky ass decided to stoke the flame when she leaned in near my ear and admitted, “And now I’m fuckin’ wet as hell because of it.”
My dick wasn’t going back down without some relief once she said that shit, especially since I knew there was really only the snap of her teddy and a little tug of my satin pants standing between me finding out just how wet she was.
Well… that and the fact that we had an audience of one, the flash from the photographer’s lighting leading me to suggest, “I think we might need to take five.”
To me, it was the only way we were going to make it through the rest of this damn photo shoot without accidentally putting on a show. And by the hungry look on Shakira’s face, I could tell she felt the same way.
So without wasting another second, she licked her lips before turning towards the photographer to ask, “Hey, PJ. Could you give us like, two minutes?”
