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it, I would have taken it in a heartbeat. So I couldn’t really expect him to be any more honorable than I would have been.

    Kurt rested his big hands lightly on my hips, obviously trying to keep his pelvis well back from my exposed ass and open pussy as Lisa adjusted her camera. When she looked up at us, she frowned again.

    “Okay, you two want to tell me what’s going on?” she asked, stalking over with the camera in one hand.

    “What do you mean?” I asked innocently, although I was pretty sure I knew what she was going to say.

    “Why are you” -- she pointed at Kurt -- “acting like she’s too hot to touch? And you --” She pointed at me. “Why are you playing Little Miss Shy? And why are both of you as stiff as boards? I would expect this kind of reserve if the two of you didn’t know each other, but you’re a couple -- you’ve been together for…how many years?”

    “Five,” Kurt said before I could answer.

    “Five years,” Lisa continued, pacing up and down in front of the bed where we were positioned. “I mean, you’ve probably fucked her this way lots of times before, am I right, Kurt?”

    “Oh, uh, sure.” He coughed, and I could almost see his tan face turning red. “I’ve just never…never in front of a camera.”

    “Well, that to the side, it’s obvious you two have chemistry. You want her, right? She turns you on?”

    Kurt cleared his throat and I couldn’t help looking over my shoulder to see his reaction to Lisa’s matter-of-fact question. “Yes, I want her,” he said with a quiet intensity that made me shiver. “I want her so much it hurts.”

    “And you, Melanie,” Lisa continued, looking at me. “Kurt is a good-looking guy, and it’s clear he knows how to treat you in the bedroom. Knows when to be gentle, when to be rough -- am I right?”

    I bit my lip and felt myself turning bright red in the face, but I forced myself to answer. “Kurt’s…ah, amazing in bed,” I murmured. “He always knows just how to touch me.” Now why had I added that last part? Was I crazy, throwing gasoline on the fire I could feel raging between myself and my stepbrother? But once the words were out, I couldn’t call them back. Lisa, apparently oblivious to the added tension she was causing, continued to lecture.

    “There’s a lot of passion between you two -- I can feel it just under the surface, waiting to get out. And I know this kind of posing is awkward -- it’s hard to do sexual things, even things you’ve done with a lover for years -- in front of the camera. But think of the readers -- they want more than just to be educated, they want to be titillated . Turned on. And nothing is more titillating or sexier than seeing two people who really care about each other making love. Do you see?”

    I nodded and Kurt said, “Uh, sure,” from behind me.

    Lisa nodded vigorously. “Glad you agree. So, please, let me see a little of that sensuality break free. Really get into it. Mel, spread your legs more and arch your back, as if you were trying to get him deeper inside you. And, Kurt, lean over Mel and hold her, cup her breasts. Stroke her, caress her, let her feel how much you want her.” She lifted the camera again and began fiddling with the lens. Apparently the lecture was over -- for now.

    “Mel?” I heard Kurt whisper in my ear. “Is this okay with you?”

    I watched as Lisa finished whatever she was doing with the camera and raised it to her eye. I knew this was our last chance. We were going to have to let go a little more, or we’d be out the door and she’d find two other models who weren’t quite so constrained around each other.

    “Yes,” I breathed, spreading my thighs wider and arching my back. I could feel the tips of my long auburn hair trailing over my naked lower back, tickling my bare skin, and the cool cotton of the sheets beneath my hands and knees. But most of all, I was hypersensitive to the feeling of Kurt’s hands on my body as he