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Sacred ~ Part 3  

RottieLuver2 53F
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3/6/2016 11:04 am
Sacred ~ Part 3
The darkness of the confessional was only broken by the slightest beams of filtered light; thin, dust-laden rays that seemed to make her skin glow in his eyes. As she snuggled back into the furthest corner of the tiny, cramped space, his pulse began to quicken. She looked so small there, trapped almost, the fragility of pale smooth skin and the whiteness of her dress cut a startling oblique in the blackness. Her eyes were so wide, so trusting as she moved to fit his every directive. It aroused him, and he found himself curiously amused with himself. He had taken so many photographs. So many young, fresh faces eager to pose for him, and he was typically oblivious to their charms. This was his art. Why was this one so different? God it felt so good, that familiar swelling, that familiar ache. He lowered his voice to mask the growl in it, whispering his directives with a tone of command that made her pulse begin to race. "Goooood, Chere...now prop on leg up on the bench. Bein... perfect...yes, lean back....slide your skirt up for me." Her eyes widened at this last and she sat bolt upright, a tinge of fear to her expression as her lips parted to protest. His whisper soothed her. She was still wary, but she leaned back once more. "Ahhh, do not be afraid of being sexy, Chere. You ARE sexy. We're making art here gorgeous. I explained there would be some nudity and you agreed, remember?" Her silent nod and the color that sprung to her cheeks only served to fuel his desire. As she propped her leg up once more, sliding her skirt high...higher, exposing just a hint of the simple cotton panties beneath, he found himself struggling for control. The overwhelming desire to take her right then made him clench his jaw for a moment, reminding himself how this slow seductive game would result in what could easily be his most powerful work ever.

An audible, sharp inhalation of breath marked her surprise as he reached forward and slid the strap of her dress down over her shoulder to let it hang loose against her arm. His eyes narrowed a bit, the blaze in them unmistakable as he slid the loose fabric aside, baring one breast to the filtered light. The beams from the tiny chamber adjoined left a wonderful pattern of tiny cross shadows across her highlighted skin. Perfect...the image was going to be perfect. The artist in him took over and he noticed the hint of shame in her eyes. This was going to be a beautiful shot. His lips pursed in frustration as he noticed her nipple, still soft and smooth. That would never do for the concept he wanted. Her soft, shocked yelp made him croon gentle replies, soothing her as he wet his fingers with his tongue, and slowly teased her exposed nipple to life. As he rolled that sweet bit of tortured flesh between his fingers, hardening it, pulling at it gently, her eyes widened then closed to slits. She was lost to it now. She knew that this was just the artist wanting his perfect image, but her arousal felt electric, like a direct line through the center of her being. The unmistakable musk scent of her sex made her face burn crimson. She knew he could smell it. Silence only heightened the sensations as he stepped back once more, and the stream of clicks began.

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