Page 80 of Two Guys, a Girl, and a Tripod

“Oh?” Her voice is breathy, barely a whisper.

I smirk, lowering my lips to her ear. She’s going to slap me for this.

“Will you… peg me?”

Sophie pulls away, but only far enough to see my face clearly. Her brows are drawn into a frown and she pulls one hand up to playfully slap my shoulder. Ok, not as bad as I expected. She’s giggling. We haven’t talked about pegging, so I knew the question would throw her off.

“You idiot.”

“I’m sorry, that was just too tempting.”

“See if I go on another date with you now.”

I lower my hand from her neck and take a step back to give her space.

“Oh, you will.”

“Your confidence is ridiculous.” She snorts and shakes her head, turning again to lead the way to the studio bedroom.

“I do actually have a question.”

“Gonna ask me to join an orgy?” she asks, rounding the corner into the room.

“No, but good idea. Let’s keep that in mind.” I set my backpack down by the bedroom door, watching Sophie as she sits on the bed to face me. “I wondered if we could film something a little different. More voyeuristic.”

“How do you mean?”

“We’ve filmed before, but I want to worship you.” There it is again, that husky, velvety tone. I can’t hide it from her and I’m not sure I want to anyway. I squat in front of her, having to look up now. Placing my hands on her knees, I continue. “I want to show you how much I appreciate you and not because you’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” Wow,ok, so I’m going there. “But because you clearly haven’t been properly worshiped before.” It was obvious the first time we worked together.

“What makes you think I haven’t?” Sophie’s throat works hard as she tries to swallow.

I lower myself to my knees properly, keeping my eyes on hers at all times. Softly pressing against her knees, I spread her legs to allow my torso to fit between them. I raise myself up so that I can brush my lips over hers, sharing her breath.

“Because I know damn well I made you come that first time and you were shocked.” I kiss her quickly and then sit back on my heels. “So, what do you say?”

“That sounds way better than what I was going to suggest.”

“You’ll have to tell me what you had in mind. Later, though,” I murmur.

She swallows again then clears her throat and averts her gaze, looking to her tripod in the opposite corner of the room.

“Give me your phone.” I glance around the room, looking for her device. “I’ll set things up. I just want you to get comfortable.”

“Miles, are you sure?”

She’s biting her lip when my eyes fall upon her face again. The uncertainty in her golden orbs would break me if I thought it was aimed at our intimacy, but that’s not possible. No, she has to feel the way I feel–that this connection we have is something special.

“Am I sure I want to drive you absolutely wild?” I chuckle when my words cause her to flush, the rosiness just barely visible in her dusky cheeks.

“My phone is over on the dresser.”

I hadn’t clocked it, a black brick against the dark dresser. I nod and stand, but hear nothing behind me. No rustling of clothing or sheets. Sophie doesn’t move. I feel her eyes on me and when I turn to hand over her phone for her to unlock, she does so without speaking. I find the camera app and set the phone in the tripod.

Continuing the process, I retrieve my own tripod and set my phone up in the same manner. My eyes sweep around the room, not pausing on Sophie who is still sitting on the bed, her legs over the edge. I don’t like where the tripods are set. They won’t allow Honey’s adoring fans to see the ecstasy I plan to force into her expression or the way my tongue swirls around her clit.

Knowing now where her ass will be perched when lying on the bed, I set my tripod half a foot below that point for the right angle. I shorten it so that my phone will be a little above the mattress. I move Sophie’s tripod up near the head of the bed, raising it as high as it will go to get the widest view possible.

Satisfied with my work, I hit record on Sophie’s phone before rounding the bed to do the same on mine.

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