“Come closer to the phone,” I say. Phoenix obeys, her eyes alight with arousal. “Pull your arms behind your back.” As she moves into position, with her shoulders back, the silver lace of her camisole stretches taut over her nipples. “Like this?” I groan. “Just like that.” The phone wobbles before falling to the side. I shake my head. “Let’s set up our equipment and do this properly. Then you can show me everything.”
