her underwear, more confident now.
‘Lie back down.’ Max started clicking away again.
Jess posed this way and that. ‘Am I doing OK?’ she asked.
Max cleared his throat, ‘Absolutely, sweetheart. Absolutely. Could you, um, just lower one hand, have it resting on your thigh, and maybe place the other just above your, um, your breast?’
Jess moved her hands slowly across her creamy skin, watching him through lowered lashes. She ran one hand down her leg and back up to her thigh. The other she placed just above the material of her bra.
Max took some more pictures. She could hear his breathing getting heavier. ‘So, if you’re over sixteen, I don’t need your mother’s permission for these shots …’
Jess smiled and let the hand on her thigh creep a little higher. ‘I’m eighteen,’ she answered, watching his reaction.
Max grinned and then returned his attention to the camera. ‘Maybe a little more racy, then?’
Jess nodded. ‘What do you want me to do?’
Max moved across to her. He took the hand that was on her breast and raised it. ‘How do you feel about actually cupping one of your, um, breasts, maybe looking like you’re enjoying a quiet moment, imagining a lover …?’
Jess nodded and rubbed herself through her bra.
Max stood up and held the camera again. ‘Maybe slip a finger under the material …?’ His voice was thick.
Jess nodded and did as she was told. She was enjoying the feeling of Max being in charge, but she also knew that, by doing what he said, she had the power to turn him on.
‘Maybe let your other hand wander higher,’ Max suggested, still snapping away.
Jess closed her eyes and ran her fingers up her thigh to her knickers.
‘Maybe caress yourself through the material, or, if you’re comfortable, under the material.’
Jess ran her hand across her knickers and then slipped a finger under the elastic, inside herself.
Max was still clicking, his voice low and hoarse now, the desire evident on his face. ‘You really are quite grown up, aren’t you?’
Jess nodded, licking her lips, enjoying the buzz as she watched Max watch her. She had one hand under her bra teasing a nipple and the other rubbing at her slickness.
‘How do you feel about taking your bra off?’ Max asked, desperate to touch her but stopping himself.
Jess shrugged. ‘No one’s ever seen me topless before,’ she said, still playing the role of the innocent, despite the way she was touching herself.
Max licked his lips. ‘I won’t tell anyone.’
Jess reached around and undid her bra, smiling when Max’s mouth went slack as he watched her breasts tumble out, her nipples erect.
‘Wow’ was all he could say, and his actions were clumsy as he pointed and clicked the camera. ‘Can you touch them?’ His voice was full of anticipation.
Jess smiled. She was enjoying this and getting so turned on. She rolled her nipples in her fingers and massaged her breasts.
Max clicked as Jess played with herself.
‘Would you be happy to take off your knickers?’ Max’s voice was practically a growl.
Jess nodded, delicately lifted her bottom from the silk and slipped her knickers off, keeping her legs together.
Max snapped away.
‘Can you …’ Max took a deep breath. ‘Touch yourself?’
Jess nodded and, keeping her eyes lowered, moved a hand down over her stomach and onto her pubic hair.
‘Now open your legs. Show me how pretty you are down there.’
Jess did so, enjoying the sensation of the silk sheet brushing her skin. Their eyes locked. Jess could feel how much Max wanted to fuck her, and Max could feel how much she wanted to fuck him. This waiting game was excruciating.
Max aimed his camera downwards, at her open legs. ‘You’re wet.’
Jess wanted to laugh; she was practically dribbling.
‘Can you touch yourself again?’
Jess slipped two fingers inside her sex.
Max moved closer, loomed above her with his camera, breathing heavily. ‘Can I kiss you down there?’ Max asked, putting the camera on the floor. ‘Can I taste you?’
Jess was pretty sure she would come straightaway if he did. ‘I’ve never been with a man before.’
Max cleared his throat. ‘Sweetheart, I promise I’ll be gentle with you.’
Jess opened her legs wider. Max lowered his head and placed his cheek on her pubes. She could feel his breath on her. Softly and gently, restraining himself, he poked out his tongue and licked her clit. Just once, just softly.
Jess moaned.
‘You like that?’ Max asked, clearly wanting to devour her but stopping himself. Jess nodded again. Max leaned down and licked her again, softly, barely touching her.
Jess groaned and arched herself up to him.
‘Mm, you do like that.’ He smiled and kissed her clit, smothering it in tiny kisses, darting his tongue in and out, making her squirm. He reached under and held on to her backside, then lifted her to his mouth. He began licking her harder, lapping at her and slipping his tongue inside her.
Jess knew she was about to come and so did Max. As she started bucking under his mouth, he supped on her juices until she thought she might pass out.
Max grinned and raised his head. ‘You’ll make a beautiful model, Jessie. Can I make love to you? Can I be the first one?’
Jess nodded, so caught up in her orgasm that she had almost forgotten their role-play.
‘Can you unzip me, sweetheart?’ Max asked, thrusting himself at her.
Jess nodded and peered up at him through her lashes. ‘You won’t hurt me, will you?’
Max shook his head, took her hand, guided it up to his crotch and pressed it against his hardness there. Slowly and tentatively, as she thought a virgin might, Jess unbuckled Max’s jeans, unzipped them and pulled them down.
‘Touch me,’ Max commanded her.
Jess touched his cock through the material of his trunks.
Max pulled them down and then took off his shoes, stepped out of his clothes and kicked them out of the way.
‘Touch me,’ he told her again.
Jess put her hand up hesitantly.
Max thrust towards her.
Jess took his cock in her hand and held it, like she was shaking hands.
‘Hold me like this.’ Max moved her hand, and put his hand on top of it. ‘Rub me like this.’
Jess did as he told her and Max groaned, bucking in time with her hand.
‘I want you to suck me,’ Max said.
Jess looked at him, eyes wide, but she nodded. She dropped to her knees, her naked body aching for another release.
Max held on to her hair and guided his hard cock into her mouth. He led the action, until he was close to release. ‘I want to come inside you,’ he said, pulling back.
‘Promise you won’t hurt me?’ she asked again, putting worry in her voice.
Max smiled and kissed the top of her head. ‘I promise.’
He laid her on the silk