Page 62 of Picture Us

Smirking, Drew set the camera down on the bed and leaned backward to pull off their underwear. Rose grabbed the camera and used her limited to mobility to take a few pictures of Drew.

They laughed at the sneaky move. “Who told you you could do that?”

“It’s only fair; you’ve got dozens of salacious pictures of me. I deserve a few as payment, don’t you think?” Rose winked as she passed the camera back to a now-naked Drew.

Drew sat up on their knees. “We’ll see if I print them for you.”

“I think you will.” Rose reached her tied up hands to Drew’s sensitive thighs. Their skin rose at her touch. Something about watching her and not touching her made Drew’s skin feel like it was on fire. Almost as if touch was forbidden and Rose was breaking every rule.

Rose brought her lips to Drew’s knees, placing a gentle kiss. “Can I please?”

Looking down at her hungry eyes, Drew nodded. “You’ve behaved enough.”

It was all Rose needed to hear to keep going. She licked up Drew’s thighs, letting her tongue make its way to their center. Even Drew could smell their own scent. They were certain Rose was getting a full barrage of their excitement.

“My god, you smell amazing.” Rose groaned as her mouth teased around Drew’s bush. Just hearing her excitement was enough for Drew to shudder with anticipation. Rose pointed her tongue sharply, perfectly pushing it into Drew’s clit.

“Fuck.” Drew cried out in pleasure at her precision. She had managed to find their clit in a matter of seconds. Their eyes rolled back into their head as Rose buried her tongue deeper into their folds.

Rose whimpered as she let her tongue slide from Drew’s hood to their entrance, where Drew’s excitement had pooled. “You were just waiting for me to clean you up, weren’t you?” The rumble of her voice vibrated against Drew’s clit, sending a pulse of pleasure through them.

All Drew wanted to do was capture just how beautiful she looked while pleasing them. Lifting the camera to their eye, Drew pushed down on the shutter.

Rose’s hourglass figure.

The rope around her hands.

Her tongue just centimeters from Drew’s folds.

Drew’s body ached watching her please them through the lens. She looked up from their center into the lens. It felt like she was fucking Drew through the camera, not just licking them clean.

As she pushed her tongue against Drew’s entrance, Rose’s hair fell into her face. With their free hand, Drew collected her soft locks and gathered them at the back of her head. It was a messy collection of hair, not as neat as Drew would have preferred but they loved having the control.

Using the makeshift ponytail, Drew guided Rose’s head and tongue to the perfect spots. Each tug sent a moan to Rose’s lips.

“Rose, fuck.” Drew cried out as her tongue went flat, applying a wide pressure across Drew’s clit and folds. She pressed hard, letting Drew’s hips rock against her mouth. As she lowered her head to Drew’s center, dipping her tongue inside Drew, she let her nose press into Drew’s clit.

With each thrust, Drew felt their body grow more and more tense. Before they knew it, the camera fell from their eye, resting beside them on the bed. Their hand balled into a fist full of sheets while the other gripped Rose’s red hair.

“I want you to come in my mouth.” Rose lifted her lips from Drew’s center just long enough to speak before going back to their slit.

Drew nodded as they felt themself nearing their peak. Feeling the ropes on Rose’s hands rub against their thighs, Drew whimpered. They opened their eyes, looked her body up and down.

Rose’s figure was unbelievable and seeing her tied up like this felt like everything Drew had ever dreamed of. She moaned into Drew’s folds as she fucked them with her tongue. Drew watched as she rocked her own hips along with her movements, trying to use her own leg to touch herself.

“You’re so desperate to come, but won’t until I let you.” Drew laughed as Rose met their gaze, a lustful look in her eyes that begged to be satiated.

It wasn’t long before Drew was shaking under her touch, their hips grinding fast enough for Rose to hold her tongue in place and apply pressure without having to move.

Their body tensed, squeezing Rose’s head between their thighs as they released onto her tongue. Without stopping, Rose kept licking them. Somehow, she still hadn’t gotten her fill.

As soon as their body finished tensing, Drew lifted themself away from Rose’s mouth.

“No, please.” Rose whimpered. “Don’t take it from me.”

But with a smirk, Drew stood on shaky legs. They swooped up the camera as they walked away from Rose.

Her eyes desperately followed Drew across the room. “This is so mean.”

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