Caught on Camera (Love Through a Lens, #1)

by Chelsea Curto

leg. His fingers dance up my thigh and through the mess he left behind. I bury my face in the sheets, and hot mortification and lust roll into me as I lower myself onto his finger and take every drop he can give me, aching for more. “Good girl,” he murmurs. “Not wasting anything, are you?” Shawn kisses my shoulder. He collects me off the mattress and pulls me into his lap. I dip my chin and bury my face in his chest as he brushes the hair out of my eyes. “Um.” I clear my throat. “I should go.” “Stay with me for a minute. Let me hold you. Can I do that?” I nod and take a deep breath. I pull away and look up at him. He’s watching me as he rubs soothing circles on my back. “That was good,” I whisper. The best I’ve ever had. “Are you okay? I didn’t—” “No.” I shake my head. “You didn’t. It was perfect. Exactly what I needed.” “Is the itch scratched?” Shawn asks. “Yeah. Yeah, I think it is. Thank you for your service.” He chuckles and brushes his nose against mine. “You’re not going to disappear on me, right?” “Never. You’re stuck with me, buddy.” “Good.” His eyes bounce to my mouth and they linger there before darting away. “Let me call you a car.” “I can take an Uber. Shouldn’t take long.” “You’ll let me know when you get home?”