Shivering under his touch, Katelynn’s felt her breath stutter out from her lips. Oh it was tempting to just give in but the edible paints had all been a slow seduction and she wasn’t about to give in just yet.
“I-I do..but I think you also wanted to take pictures of me first?” she wondered, letting herself taste him just once more as she placed a feathery kiss to his chin.
Mm, that was a good point. Jack enjoyed the last kiss, then ran his thumb smoothly over her lips, tracing them. “I do indeed. Hold on.”
He wiped his hands clean, and picked up Katelynn’s camera. “Ready when you are, my love.”
Because it was Jack and no one else, Katelynn built up enough confidence to pose for him, her back on a white part of the large, white canvas. She raised her leg to rest the ball of her foot on it and raised her arms above her head to give emphasis to her small chest, hoping to make it a bit larger than it was.
“How’s this?” she teased softly, running her tongue along the bottom of her lip.
Jack felt his breath catch in his throat. “… P-perfect."
He started taking pictures, trying not to feel like a pervert as he did. Katelynn had given him permission, hadn’t she? These were for his private enjoyment, just as the ones she’d taken of him would be for her eyes alone.
Although photography wasn’t his specialty, he still had a good eye for lighting and angles – soon, he had a nice collection of shots. "Thank you, Katelynn. I’ll remember this for a long time."
Jack Maple 