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Lisa’s voice penetrated the fog of shame I was feeling. “This position is good for intimacy so I want you to look up into Kurt’s eyes. Maybe kiss him -- that would be a nice touch.”

    I honestly tried, but I couldn’t do it, couldn’t look him in the eyes after what we had just been doing. “Kurt,” I murmured, still looking at his chest. “I…I’m sorry. I know that this is turning out to be…more than we bargained for. I’ll understand if you want to quit.”

    “What are you talking about? Of course I’m not going to quit. Hey, look at me, Mel.” Gentle fingers raised my chin so I couldn’t help looking into his deep blue eyes. “I’m sorry for what I did too,” he murmured. “I got…carried away, I guess. It’s hard not to with you -- you’re so beautiful.”

    “Thanks.” I could feel my cheeks heating with a blush and gave him a little smile. “So you’re not mad at me for getting you into this in the first place?”

    He smiled back. “Not if you’re not mad at me for…touching you the way I did.”

    “You had to,” I murmured, reaching up to card my hand through his thick, inky black hair. “You have to do what the photographer tells you during these things. Get into the poses they want, give them the emotions they’re asking for. Otherwise the end result sucks.”

    “You really believe that?” he asked.

    I nodded. “You can’t do things half-assed. You have to really get into it, really feel it to get the perfect shot.”

    “And follow the photographer’s directions.” Kurt tilted my chin some more and breathed against my lips. “I think she told you to kiss me.”

    “I think you’re right,” I whispered, and then his mouth was covering mine and I couldn’t think anymore.

    If I were honest, I would admit that I’d been dreaming about kissing Kurt almost from the moment our parents said “I do” and we all moved in together. I had repressed the urge fiercely because I knew how wrong it was, but I’d be lying if I said I killed it altogether. From the way he kissed me, Kurt had been repressing quite a few emotions himself. He had only ever given me a quick brotherly peck on the cheek before, but he was doing considerably more than that now. We were spread out and naked in each other’s arms with his mouth covering mine and his tongue exploring me as if he owned every inch of my body. At that moment, I was prepared to admit that he did because I had never wanted anything as badly as I wanted that kiss to last. But all good things must come to an end, even my first real kiss with Kurt.

    Lisa’s voice pulled us apart, although I wasn’t quite sure what she was saying. My heart was going like crazy and I felt dizzy -- almost drunk with need. I think she had to repeat herself at least twice before I understood what she was saying.

    “Lotus position,” I heard her say, which didn’t make any sense. But she explained herself as usual and before I knew it, Kurt was sitting up in the middle of the bed and I was straddling his lap with my legs wrapped around his waist. The heat of his erection branded my belly and when I looked down, I could see pearly drops of precum beading at the head of his thick cock.

    Kurt saw where my eyes were directed and his tan face got a little red. “Sorry, Mel, I can’t seem to help it. Not with you so close and so…”

    “So naked,” I finished for him. “That’s okay, Kurt. It’s…kind of flattering, in a way.”

    He looked relieved. “Glad you see it that way.”

    “It makes for a better shoot anyway,” I said, smiling at him. “After all, you want the reader to think we’re actually about to…to act on some of these positions. That wouldn’t be possible if you weren’t…uh, ready.”

    “More than ready,” he growled, and I thought he was going to kiss me again, which I had no problem with, but Lisa interrupted us again.

    “Closer.” She motioned with her hands. “Come on -- I want the reader to