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I’m a little horrified. I have worn one of his t-shirts only one other time, because it was the closest garment nearby and the pizza delivery had shown up at a very inopportune moment.Cal was stark naked and had a massive erection, which he had been rubbing between my breasts when the doorbell rang. I threw on the shirt to answer the door. It was snug on me and definitely stretched it out a bit across the chest. He hadn’t seemed to mind, but I haven’t tried it again since.
“Now, strip, woman,” he says with a saucy grin. I roll my eyes. Smug bastard.
I take his t-shirt, turn around, and walk into the bathroom. After undressing and putting the shirt on, then taking it off to remove my bra, then taking it off again to put my bra back on, I fix my face and hair to the best of my ability and walk back out.
“There she is. Gorgeous, sexy thing you.” Cal’s camera starts clicking immediately, and I resolve to just go for it. The lights are dimmed, the overhead light is off and the lamps cast a soft glow around the bed. I decide to be brave and crawl across the bed before sitting back on my heels.
“Jesus fuck, Beth.” Cal holds his camera in one hand before adjusting himself with the other.
Biting my lip, I crook a finger at him and beckon him over. He walks slowly towards the end of the bed, snapping pictures the whole time. I reach for the front of his jeans, unbuttoning them. He moves to put the camera down, but I push it back up.
“Just for us, right? No one else sees?”
“I’d murder anyone else that got to see you this way.” He amends his statement under his voice. “Well, most anyone.”
I narrow my eyes, and he smirks. I feel like he’s challenging me to pretend I don’t know who he’s talking about, but I can’t tell if he’s being serious or teasing me some more. He seems to get akick out of the studious crush I’ve had on Ezra, but I’m not sure he’d think it was very funny if he knew I still had a major thing for his best friend.
I change the subject by pulling out his hard cock and fisting it, stroking it and giving it a little lick, all while the camera clicks rapidly. The clicking stops when I take him fully in my mouth, and I open my eyes to look up at him. The camera is down at his side, while he looks down at me reverently, eyes hooded.
“This is one picture that will be permanently burned into my psyche for the rest of my life, living rent free in my brain every moment of every day.”
I grin and back up, pulling the shirt over my head, thinking he’s going to join me. The camera comes back up, but I keep my eyes on Cal’s expression. I run my hands over my body, feeling sexier and more beautiful than I ever have, feeling confident. Cal makes me feel like a goddess.
But then something grabs my attention and I catch myself in the mirror. I’m not unhappy with the way I look. I’m thrilled with Cal’s attention and the way he looks at me, but other outside voices start to cloud my thoughts. Cherith’s voice, Bobby and Becky laughing with her, echoes in my mind. I suck my stomach in until I can’t breathe, and then I try to move in ways that might hide different parts of my body. Then, before I know it, my arms are closing around my middle and I feel near tears again.
“Beth?” Cal whispers, putting his camera down to look at me with worried eyes.
“I’m sorry, I got in my head again. Maybe we should try more wine? Or maybe you should get naked, too…”
The camera drops to the mattress next to me and Cal cups my face. “Beth, baby. I don’t want to do anything that you don’t want to do or makes you truly uncomfortable. It’s fun to push boundaries, but I could see when the switch flipped and it wasn’t fun anymore. What happened?”
“I saw my reflection.” The embarrassment over being embarrassed is somehow worse than the initial embarrassment.
“And what was wrong with what you saw in the mirror, bláth? I don’t understand how we can be looking at the same body and see something so different.”
“I’m really glad you feel that way, but—” A sound comes from the living room. Is Ezra home? Oh god, I hope he doesn’t overhear us talking.
“Do you think I’m the only one? Because I promise you’re very wrong about that.”
“You’re so sweet to me, Cal—”
“Ezra!” His sudden shout startles me. He sounds angry. "Come in here. Now."
“What?” Oh, fuck no. I pull Cal’s shirt back over my head and pull the end of the comforter over my legs before Ezra pokes his head in the door.
“Everything alright in here?”
“No, it damn well fecking isn’talright in here.” Ezra’s wide eyes meet my own, confused by Cal’s outburst. “Ezra, sit. Beth, stand.” He barks out the orders and then crosses his arms,waiting for us to comply.
At some point he must have tucked his dick back in his pants, but his button fly is still open, jeans hanging low on his hips. Why is he so delicious? This bossy, dominant thing is kind of working for me, and I don’t want it to.
Ezra and I stare at each other for a moment.
“I’m not wearing any pants,” I whisper.
Cal rolls his eyes. “Ezra, come sit, but then please close your eyes.”
Ezra glances back at me for a moment, but then gives Cal a warning look as he slowly walks into the room and sits at the very edge of the bed. I feel it dip when he sits and am acutely aware that we’re technically officially in bed together and I’m not wearing pants. Except this wasn’t exactly how I fantasized this would happen.
