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don’t want to go there, and I realize I can’t tell her why. My resistance to talk about Ivy is second nature.
    She is still embedded so deep inside my soul that every time I think about her, I physically ache. Maybe that’s why I’m such a dick. There’s no feelings involved, just a good fuck. Love? That’s a joke . Turning on the shower, I strip out of my clothes. As the steam fogs the bathroom and I step under the spray, my eyes close. Her blue eyes pierce me, pulling me under their spell. A shiver runs down my spine and straight to my cock that’s now rock hard. Gripping my steel shaft, I stroke myself to a memory of the first night Ivy posed for me. The night we explored the dark desire we both shared.
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    “ A re you sure , Flash?” Those pretty eyes stare at me in shock.
    “It’s okay, Firefly. Just turn and face the window.” We’re in my apartment, which is twenty floors up, nowhere near anyone’s prying eyes. My camera is on the tripod and I am ready to capture her in the beautiful black lingerie that hugs her curves. She doesn’t argue and turns to face away from my heated stare that I am sure she can feel.
    She wants to be my model. Choosing to pose in the tiniest scrap of material. Stepping up behind the lens, I snap the first shot. Her breathing is the only other sound in the room. I love watching her move, her poses always make me hard as rock with her blonde hair cascading down her shoulders. “Bend for me, kitten.”
    She does and I almost come in my jeans. Her tiny thong barely covers her bare little cunt. It’s smooth, tight, and glistening. “Spread your legs.” Her long toned legs open and I catch a glimpse of her beautiful smooth lips pushing out of the material that’s meant to be covering her.
    This is going to be fun. I snap a few more shots, then take the camera off the tripod as I walk over to her, and I capture her from all angles. Her tits are beautiful and creamy, forcing their way out of the tight corset. “Turn toward me.” Her head turns toward me with a wicked glint in her ice blue gaze. Her mouth tugs into a mischievous smile.
    “Flash...” I shake my head. She knows she needs to be quiet. When I am behind the camera, I am in charge.
    “Play with yourself. Lean against the window sill and touch that sweet cunt for me.” Without another word her hands fall to her thong, pushing it aside. I watch, transfixed as her index finger slips between her pink flesh. Sitting myself on the floor between her legs. I snap her from below. The flash goes off, again and again. Over and over. She’s nearing the edge. “Stop.” The command is loud and booms around us.
    Her eyes snap open, glazed by lust. Yearning. “Again.” Her fingers flick her clit. I watch her plunge them into her glistening pussy. As she nears the edge again, I stop her. “Enough.” Her whimper is evidence of her needing release. Keeping her on edge, it’s beautiful, seeing her ache for me, my touch. I push up from my position and walk over to the table. Placing my camera down, I am free to do anything I want to her.
    Stalking over to her, I drop my jeans. Those big blue eyes are wide as she watches me. I grip her hips, pulling her against me roughly. “You better be ready little one, because you’re getting fucked tonight.” Her whimper is all I hear as my mouth crashes on hers, swallowing her sounds. My tongue licks into her, tasting the sweet essence of my Ivy. My hands move to her tiny pert ass, gripping it tight, I lift her. She wraps her legs around my waist without question and I pin her against the window. Ripping the tiny thong off, I drive into her slick heat. “Jesus.” She’s so fucking tight, as her core pulses around my cock.
    “Jayce.”
    “That’s it, Firefly. That’s all you will ever fucking scream.” With every word I plough deeper into her as her breathless moans of my name linger in the lust filled air surrounding us. Her body writhes against mine as I fuck her. “My.