Page 29 of Their Courtesan
Eventually, Seth snorted, loudly. “Could you perhaps relax your face? It’s not the image I’m going for.”
“What are you going for?” Judith ran her fingers through her hair, letting a few strands brush against her hardened nipples. “Maybe I can help.”
“If you must know, I’m hoping to capture a certain ambiance. A sensuality that one associates with a place like this. You should be relaxed, but aware of your surroundings. Happy, but languid.”
Whatever that meant! Judith decided then and there to never become an actress. Doing porn a few years ago was difficult enough… directors telling her how to react to someone’s cock inside her. The only man who should be doing that was the man himself! What did a third party know, unless he was somehow apartof it?
They reached the most sexually frustrating impasse Judith had ever been subjected to.
The way his eyes bored into hers was uncalled for. What was the point of all that pressure, that buildup if he wasn’t going to take it out on her? Judith would rather he come over and jerk off on her than go through this. At least thenhewould look relaxed! At this point she would usually wonder if he had a problem or if there was something she didn’t know about, like a person he tried to stay true to. As far as she knew, there was no one like that. A pity, because Seth Christens was a catch from what she could tell. Handsome, rich, and a doctor, even if he was retired. Women loved doctors. A fantastic way to feel safe and protected.
And really damn horny.
“Is this what you mean?” Judith reached between her legs and massaged her nether lips. Seth’s eyes grew large enough to tell her to keep going. When she found her clit, Judith moaned, slightly, letting him know that she was ready and willing.And wet.How long had she been wet? Was this a new development? Or had she been getting wet since the moment he stared at her tits?
Let’s be real. One had to assume that Judith was wet from the moment she wrapped her lips around his cock two days ago.
I won’t charge him for this.Finger rubbing her clit. Other finger dipping into her folds and spreading them enough for him toreallysee how pink she was. Her other hand meandered to her breasts, stroking her nipples, turning herself on. Normally she charged a nice number to have a guy watch her masturbate, whether he was touching himself or not. Seth was not touching himself. He was barely holding on, but his hands were on the canvas, not on his cock.
Pity. Judith wanted to know what he looked like when he pleasured himself. Thinking about her, of course.
“That’s a good start.” He pushed his sleeves farther up.Damn, nice arms.Now he was starting to tortureherwith his body! Judith already knew he had a nice cock, but didn’t know about the biceps. Did he even know how good he looked? Of course he did. Those types of men always knew. “Keep doing that.”
Seth spent more time watching her making herself wet than he did sketching on the canvas. By the time he finally picked up his pencil again, Judith was becoming short of breath, her body warming as a tiny, but not unsubstantial, orgasm traveled through her.
The pencil dropped. That wasn’t the only thing dropping as Seth slowly rounded the easel and approached the bed, currently splayed with golden sunlight.
“Can I help you, Mr. Christens?” Judith sucked in her breath as Seth pulled down his zipper and pushed his hand into his trousers.Oh my God. Yes.Judith was starting to worry she was losing her edge. “Or are you handling things fine on your own?”
“You can help me by being a beautiful muse. That’s all I need.”
“I live to serve, sir.”
He hovered over her, still clothed, but a fine specimen of a man. A sexual man. Avirileman. “I like the way you say that word. Say it again.”
Judith shivered. “Sir.”
How long did he stand there, one hand on his cock and the other begging to touch her? Was he trying to avoid charges? Or did this go deeper? Was he trying to stay in control? A carefully controlled man who could use his logical side to know that this was silly? How could it be silly? They were both young, sexual creatures who were attracted to one another and had needs to attend to. There was no reason for him to not fuck her, to not explore every crevice of her body as she gave herself willingly to him. The only thing stopping them was whatever morals swelled inside of him.
I’d like him to swell inside of me.
His hand – the onenotgrabbing his cock – drew a line from her navel to cleavage. Judith didn’t intend to quiver as if she were with a long-term boyfriend. Not that she had claimed to have such a thing in so long.I’ve forgotten what it’s like to feel…Not just sexual pleasure.Emotionalpleasure.
What was this? Why did she feel this way? With a fuckin’ ex-gyno-turned-artist, of all things! Was it the way he looked at her? Acknowledged things beyond her mere womanhood? Or was it the way he touched her, mingling her pleasure with his? Lots of clients did things that made her feel good. It was rarely with such raw intent.
That subtle authority Seth possessed kept Judith glued to her bed, and silent. Most men had to pay for her respect. So far in the past week Judith had encountered two men who made her give it over without question.
Whoa. Why was she suddenly thinking of Miguel.Whatever. Gone.It was her and Seth now. Not some other man.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of suffering for the sake of this man’s precious art, Seth moved his hand over her breast… and squeezed.
He had touched her.Touchedher. It didn’t count the other day, when she did all of the touching. Now the man was taking the initiative. He was seducinghernow. She would charge him for it, but Judith wasn’t even thinking in terms of amounts now. She was only thinking of…
Of…
Seth kissed her. Gently at first, but then his strength poured into her, commandeering her lips and turning them into his possessions. Judith wanted to wrap her arms around him, but the best she could do was grab the hem of his cashmere sweater andpull.
“What are you waiting for?” she asked, meek. Not a sign of weakness, but a show of submission. “Don’t you know I want you?”
