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

by Chelsea Curto

“Of course I would.” I grab her and spin her so she falls into my lap. Her legs spread wide, and I give her pussy a light slap. “I told you I take care of what’s mine, Lacey, and you’re mine.” I trace my fingers along her entrance. Her moan is soft and long, and I suck on her neck, trying to find all the spots she loves to be touched the most. I hope I leave a mark. Lacey rolls her hips, and I know what she’s asking for. She’s practically grinding against me. “Shawn.” Her hands rest on my thighs, and her nails dig into my muscles. “I’m naked and in your lap. What do I have to do to get you to finger me? Beg?” I laugh and kiss her forehead. I wrap my arm around her waist and circle her clit. “I thought I was supposed to get on my knees first,” I say in her ear, and she smiles. “One of us better soon, or I’m leaving.” “I’m going to take my time, remember?” I slip my finger inside her, and she groans. “Fuck, Lacey. You’re so tight.” “So much better than a toy,” she pants, and I grin. “Let’s get you ready for my cock. You want that, don’t you?” “More than I want anything else.” “Needy slut, aren’t you?” I whisper, and my free hand wraps around her throat. “Only for you,” she says, and I almost blow a load in my pants. God help me when I fuck her. I slide my finger out of her and bring it to her mouth. I trace her lips until they’re coated in her arousal and I lean forward to kiss her. My tongue runs along the seam of her mouth, tasting her, and she’s better than the finest des...