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Sacred ~ Part 4
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Sacred ~ Part 4 A captured moment in time, one after the other, as the shutter clicked over and over, and the river of whispers washed over her, taking her to the place he needed her to be. "Mmmmmmmmm perfect, Chere. Yes, lean back...a bit more...close your eyes angel. Sooo beautiful." His voice had deepened, an edge of rawness to it that only added to her excitement. "Beautiful girl, you have the most wonderful skin... slide your skirt a bit higher. There....yes, that's it love...I need to see. Are you excited, Chere?" Her eyes flew open as he asked, her lip caught between her teeth briefly before stammering her reply. "I...I don't know. Yes it's exciting." Her sigh made his heart race, so enraptured by her struggle to be good in a place she felt she didn't deserve to be. His voice was gentle, soothing, coaxing as he raised the camera once more. It was so much easier for her when she didn't see his face. She knew it was for art, not his eyes alone. It became simpler to convince herself to relax when she didn't feel the burn of his stare. "Lovely. It's alright to be excited angel...you were made for this. Shhhhhh, it's alright...I know it's exciting for you. Yes, let your hand go there. Beautiful." The steady stream of whispers taking on an urgency, carrying her with it as her fingers slipped inside the hem of her panties, unable to resist letting them test the wetness there...so slippery. Her eyes closed and her head rolled back as a soft moan escaped her lips. "Mmmmmmmmm, yes Bebe....it feels so good...doesn't it? Yes that's it love, slip a finger inside...perfect... ah, ahhhh, don't go over the edge, darling. Hold onto it...keep it...not yet." Her moans echoed through the confessional as he gently brought the camera down, taking her wrist in his hand. He laced his fingers through hers and just stared for a moment as she caught her breath. My god, so beautiful he thought as his eyes swept over her form. Perfectly disheveled, her dress askew, panties slid to the side and caught there by those sweet, swollen lips. He could see her nipples straining as her breasts rose and fell with her breathing... begging to be touched. A slow, deep breath, and he helped her to her feet, steadying her as her eyes opened to meet his. Somewhere in the back of his mind he couldn't resist a wicked urge to see how far she could be pushed. His grin brought a fresh flush to her cheeks. She was so embarrassed. This man was a professional and here she was, submitting to some base animal instinct...in a church no less! She assumed he was amused with her antics, not aroused, and quickly straightened the hem of her dress, sliding the material back up over her exposed breast. The guilty expression and her pursed lips thrilled him as he took another deep breath, determined to be casual and push her further. He left her there suddenly, changing rolls of film as he chattered, walking towards the front of the church. Her slow footsteps as she followed betrayed the confusion she felt. She stopped mid-step as he called out over his shoulder. " Don't fuss over your dress, Chere. For this shot, I need you to remove it completely. Leave your panties on...well come on! The light is perfect... let's not waste it." She finally had to protest, her voice cracking with unspent passion as she explained her reluctance. He turned, with an exasperated sigh and stalked towards her, down the aisle, taking her hand and leading her back towards the front. His voice was patient, but she could hear the tinge of agitation to it. "Look, Bebe. I take erotic photographs of beautiful women. I understand your faith and respect it, but I did hire you for this job, and you have been paid part upfront. Now unless you want to return my money and call it a day, I need you to relax and trust me. This is going to be my strongest work ever, Chere...and you don't have to if you don't want to. I can easily find another girl." His voice lowered a bit as he noticed her pained expression, reaching to brush a tendril from her forehead. "I'd rather have you."  |
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