Full Exposure

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An Excerpt From: FULL EXPOSURE

Copyright © EVANGELINE ANDERSON & LENA MATTHEWS, 2008

All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

"How do you feel about being spanked?" His deep voice penetrated the adrenaline high she was riding and brought her back down to earth in a hurry.

"What?" Keeley turned to look at him, feeling shocked. Why was he asking her this now? And why didn't she have an answer? How did she feel about being spanked? "I...I guess I've never thought about it before," she said at last. But even as she spoke, she felt a thrill of heat run down her spine at the idea of him spanking her, of his hard palm connecting with her soft, bare buttocks.

Sean laughed. "No, that came out wrong. What I meant to say was how do you feel about doing some spanking shots?"

"Spanking shots?" She frowned and shook her head. "I don't understand."

"Well..." He put the camera on its tripod and took a step closer, gesturing with one hand. "The way I have you posed here, leaning over the arm of the couch with your...uh, your ass in the air, it looks as if you're waiting for a spanking. All we have to do is make it a little more obvious."

"How..." Keeley swallowed, hearing the click in her throat again. "How do we make it obvious?"

Sean frowned and crossed his arms. "I'd have to pull down your panties to show your bare ass. And we might have to spread your legs a little bit more. We don't really have to show much more than a little skin--just a hint of sex and let the imagination do the rest. What do you think?"

Her mouth was so dry she was almost unable to answer. Did she dare to go along with the "spanking shots"? She heard Sasha's words in her head again. You're going to have to push your limits, her best friend had warned. This was definitely pushing.

"Yes," she said at last, nodding. "Yes, I want to do them--the shots, I mean."

"Good, I think these could be very hot." Sean came to stand behind her and placed his hands on the bare skin of her waist.

"Um...okay." Keeley looked back, admiring the contrast of his light tan skin against her warm brown and trying not to think about what came next.

"Let's get you into position," he said in a soft voice. "First, spread your legs a little bit wider."

Keeley did as he asked, very aware of his large, muscular body right behind her. The way he was standing, it was almost as if he were in position to... She closed her eyes tight, trying not to think about it. As she opened her legs, she could feel her pussy lips parting as well, spreading open to reveal the slippery dew of her sex. She bit her lip.

"That's good." His voice was low and approving. "Now, Keeley, I'm going to pull down your panties. But not any more than you want me to. We can show just a little bit of your ass, or we can show a lot. It all depends on how comfortable you are. Let me know when you want me to stop. Okay?"

"All right," she whispered through lips that felt numb. When his hands grasped the lacy waistband of her tiny red panties and began to tug on them, she lost all power of speech.

Sean moved in a slow pace, as if he were expecting her to tell him to stop at any time. But Keeley felt as though her tongue were frozen to the roof of her mouth. She couldn't speak, even when he pulled the panties past the curve of her hips. She knew more and more of her ass was being revealed, and the way her legs were spread, her pussy was going to be visible too if he didn't stop.

He didn't stop. The fabric slid down her thighs little by little until they could go no farther because of the way her legs were positioned. Keeley felt the heat of his body radiating against her inner thighs and the outer lips of her pussy. She'd never felt so vulnerable or so hot in her life.

Sean let go of her panties. "Very good. Now we just need to work on your stance a little bit." His hands slid up until both palms came to rest on her inner thighs, bare inches from her exposed pussy. She gasped and turned her head to see what he was doing, but he said, "Relax and arch your back for me. Just going to spread your legs a little more to get the best shot."

She arched her back as he pressed against her thighs, forcing her legs a little wider despite the lace panties. The position thrust her ass into the air and opened her pussy even more. Every muscle in her body was tense and her breath was coming in short little puffy breaths again. His hands were so close, she just knew he must be able to feel the heat from her sex--he was almost touching her.

She wondered what she would do if he chose to thrust two fingers into her pussy and finger-fuck her until she pressed back against him and moaned. Or what if he decided to unzip his jeans and fill her with his cock instead? She was, after all, in a very vulnerable position, bent over the arm of the couch with her panties down and her pussy exposed.

She was at his mercy. Sean could be inside her, filling her cunt with his thick shaft before she could do or say anything about it, and she would have no choice but to spread her legs wider and let him fuck her. The thought made her heart pound in her chest and she bit her lip in apprehension.

But Sean didn't fulfill her fears or her fantasies. His palms lingered on her thighs for a moment. She felt his fingers brush across her heated lips before he withdrew and slid his hands back up her ass to rest on her hips.

"You're all spread open, Keeley," he said in a soft tone. "This pose shows a lot and I need to know if you're comfortable with that. Is this what you want?"

Keeley had seldom felt less comfortable in her life--her nerves were on edge and her heart was still knocking against her ribs. But her pussy was wet and swollen with desire--with need. "Yes," she whispered. "This is what I want."