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“Like this?” Stephen asked, his butt jutting up and down during the search to find a comfortable position.

“Mm-hmm. Lift your head.” A pillow covered in the same white faux-fur as all the other props slid under the doctor’s chin. “Hug it a little.” He motioned with one finger for his assistant to start the session.

Despite this being her project, it was her first time in a photography studio watching the magic come to life.

The constant clicking threw her off.

“It’s the mechanical shutter,” Lenny said, noting the expression of confusion. “It closes at the end of the exposure.” One hand went up. Everything immediately halted. He strolled over, checking the pictures on the digital camera. Film was rarely developed anymore. “Hmm. Not bad. Not bad. It might be a little too much though.” A brisk walk back to the model saw the fur removed completely, the pillow plain, left without a case. “Can you look straight forward?”

Stephen nodded.

“Go again.” Lenny returned to the camera for another look. “Can we add a few small wrapped gifts in front, and let’s get some of those glorious muscles in the shot as well.”

Leeona sighed. They certainly were glorious.

Lenny examined the latest batch of pictures. “I think we got it,” he said with a quirky smile. “That’s the fastest of the lot. Thanks for coming in, everyone.” He pointed to Stephen. “You, my good man, can go change.”

“That’s it. Really?” Leeona asked.

“Yes,” Lenny replied, glancing at his watch. “I can still make my afternoon tea.” Keys dangled in front of her face. “Lock up for me, would you? You can give these to Minerva when you see her next. I have another set at home.”

“You trust me with all this?” She swivelled around, seeing why. Lenny’s team was already packing up all the equipment.

“It’ll just be the bare bones,” Lenny explained directly into one ear from behind. “Just give the handle a good jiggle to make sure it’s tightly locked. Thank you.” With one hand over his head waving, he simply left.

“Okay.” Before the word was finished, she was all alone.

Sneak a peek? The thought was short-lived. The good doctor was already changed and ready to hit the road.

What was she supposed to do with all those pent-up desires?

Hormones were rampaging out of control, along with the growing heat between her legs. Everything was building. The pot needed to be stirred before it boiled over. The studio probably wasn’t the right place though. There was, however, a plan in place in her mind; one which hatched before the shoot began.

Chapter Fourteen

Leeona

The underground garage was a place the sun’s rays never reached. Artificial light acted as a substitute, but even it was poor. Most of the parking spots were under a low dimmer at best.

The atmosphere was practically set for them.

They were the last two to leave the studio, so vehicles were few and far between. The vibrantly red Jeep stuck out like a sore thumb, but there was no one around to notice.

Like a gentleman, he opened the passenger side door for her.

“Do the front seats recline?” she asked, not making any attempt to get in. “I mean all the way back? They do, don’t they?”

“Yeah,” he answered, with a nervous head nod. “There’s a lever under the side of the seat and another at the front for leg room. Why?”

“Get in,” she ordered, pulling the bar. The seat fell to an almost flat position. “No arguing. Just do it.” There was an urgency to her words, one she was sure he’d picked up on. The change in her demeanour wasn’t just that single thing. It wasa combination of cravings and desires he’d unleashed within her. Now, he was going to take responsibility for her libido running wild. Once he was in and fully laid back, she straddled him, undoing his belt and the zipper on his pants.

“This isn’t going to be as easy as it looks,” he said.

“I don’t care,” she huffed. “I can’t wait any longer.”

“You are wearing clothes,” he said. “I am wearing clothes. Vehicles can be awkward too. Besides, someone might come and see us.”

“I like being watched,” she whispered in his ear, nibbling gently on the lobe. “You showed me this world and I want to experience all of it. Besides...” She lifted up her skirt. “I’m not wearing any panties.”

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