We almost didn’t make it back to the house clothed. The poor cab driver was clearly uncomfortable the whole ride, but I couldn’t find it in me to care. Paisley’s body reacted to my every touch, and the little moans she whispered into my mouth nearly had me coming right there in the cab.

As soon as the driver pulled up at the mansion, I shoved some cash at him, following Paisley’s perfect form out of the cab and into the house.

We stumbled through the front door, her tearing my jacket off. Returning the favor, I cupped her breast in my hand, rolling my thumb around the hard nipple pressing eagerly up through the thin fabric of her T-shirt. She moaned, pressing against me, and I pinned her against the wall.

Sliding my hands under her round, heart-shaped ass, I lifted her up so her legs straddled my hips. Grinding against her, I returned my attention to her breasts, moving my mouth over the soft cotton.

“Oh, God, Tyler,” she whimpered.

I groaned, my knees weakening with lust. She could have been a porn star with those noises, the way she arched into me; perfect for the camera.

Through my lusty haze, I remembered the cameras. This was my chance.

I released Paisley, letting her slide down the wall, and pulled her to the stairs. Her hands were under my shirt, sliding over my skin, her nails raking over my flesh. I shuddered with pleasure as she tore my shirt away.

“Turn around,” I growled, turning her face toward the camera hidden up in the sconces.

I took a fistful of her hair in my hand, pulling her head back to expose her creamy throat. With a lusty groan, I fell on her neck, kissing and nibbling at the tender flesh as she writhed, pushing her ass against me. Unbuckling her belt with one hand I shoved her jeans down to her ankles, exposing her body to me, to the camera.

Her thigh was like butter under my hand, a slick road to the hot, wet center. I teased her, hovering my hand over her most sensitive places, touching here and there, light as butterfly wings.

“Tyler, don’t be cruel,” she moaned.

I spun her against the wall, stripping her shirt and bra off in a single gesture. Kneeling, I took her breast in my mouth, swirling my tongue around her sweet, plump tip. She gasped, almost a scream, dancing her naked hips against my chest.

Groaning, I held her still with one hand, moving it slowly from her hip to her center. Her hard clit was easy to find, pulsing and begging for my touch. I stole a glance at the camera. It was pointed right at her face. Excellent.

I slid one finger inside, then two, as I suckled on her generous breast. Sobbing with pleasure, she bucked against me, sucking my fingers deeper with the lust-driven pulses of her velvet sheath. Just as she reached her peak, gasping tiny breaths through her wanton mouth, I rolled my thumb across her clit. Her legs were an earthquake, her belly the waves of the ocean, her scream the cry of a siren.

The heady scent of her juices muddled my senses, confused my thoughts. I wasn’t thinking about the cameras anymore. I could only think about her, her body, and the painful ache in my groin.

Releasing her breast, I sank lower, hooking her thighs over my arms, lifting her up onto my shoulders. Standing, pressing her against the wall, I sank my mouth into her. Her wet lust dripped on my tongue, hot and musky.

Moaning my name, she opened to me, writhing against my lips, inviting my tongue. Sucking her clit between my lips made her scream and quake. Dipping my tongue into her well made her gasp sobs of ecstasy. Her pure sex across my tongue made me throb painfully against the confines of my jeans, but I wasn’t finished with her yet. Lapping at her, sucking on her, fucking her with my tongue, I was forcing her to the edge.

“Ty… Ty… Tyler!” she screamed as her thighs quaked against my ears, her silky musk coating my mouth.

I released her slowly, and she virtually dripped down the wall, sagging against me, weak with pleasure.

“Bed,” she growled in my ear. “Now.”

She hooked a finger through my belt and led me upstairs, walking backwards, giving me the most erotic look I had ever seen on a woman. She wanted me as much as I wanted her, and it was intoxicating.

I chased her up the stairs, unfastening my belt and abandoning the last of my clothes on the stairs. As we tumbled through the door into her room, she backed up to take me in. Her gaze wandered from my shoulders down to my cock, and she licked her lips.

“Good God, you’re pretty,” she said huskily.

“Pretty?” I asked with a wince.

“Don’t worry, you’re definitely man-pretty,” she said with a warm little chuckle.

She stepped toward me, her eyes fixed on my cock, her breath catching in her throat. Anticipating her, I moved slightly so the camera would catch the action. She lowered herself to her knees, gazing up at me with those incredible eyes. As she slid me between her soft, smooth lips, hot pleasure shot up my spine, exploding in my brain.

“Yes, baby,” I groaned, tangling my fingers in her hair.

She took it all, swallowing me down to the hilt. No one had ever done that before, and the novelty alone nearly took me over the edge. Her tongue rippled against my shaft, twirling around the head when she pulled back. She groaned lustily as she lapped up my pre-cum, flicking her soft pink tongue over my throbbing tip. I forced the rising orgasm down, biting my lip. She was good. She was too good.

A glance down was my undoing. Her eyes dared me to come. Her bouncing breasts urged me to. Her soft hands and talented mouth made it impossible to refuse. Pressure built at the base of my spine as she took me in again and again, drawing me up, forcing me out.

“Baby… You’re gonna make me…” I couldn’t even finish. The moment I began to speak, she doubled her suction, moaning around me. Ecstasy like fireworks across my awareness exploded, and she drank every drop. Pulse after pulse, until I was empty, she took it all.

Gasping for breath, I sank to my knees and took her bruised, puffy lips in a tender kiss.

“You’re magnificent,” I murmured into her hair.

“Mm, I’m not the only one,” she sighed.

“I’m not done with you yet.”

She pulled back to give me a doubtful look.

“What?”

“You came,” she said matter-of-factly. “I figured you’d be ready for bed.”

“Well, I mean, if you want to stop…”

“No!”

“Good.”

I was hard again already, dying to plunge inside of her. The camera overlooked the whole of the bed, and I could think of at least seventeen different ways I wanted to take her.

I picked her up in my arms suddenly, making her squeak in a surprised laugh. I tossed her down, and she landed perfectly; hair spread out in all directions, arms and legs splayed wide. She lay, gazing up at me with heavy lids, nibbling on her bottom lip.

“God, you’re gorgeous,” I told her.

“You’re pretty hot yourself,” she giggled.

“Shut up,” I growled, falling on her and smothering her mouth with mine. I didn’t want to hear how I looked. I didn’t want to hear anything but her screaming with pleasure.

I slid inside of her, groaning at how tight and wet she felt around me. She held her breath, her heart thundering in her chest, until I had pressed my full length into her soft recesses. Slowly, I pulled out, reveling in every inch of her. Her legs wrapped around me as I sank back into her depths, urging me to thrust a little faster.

She whimpered against my mouth, rocking her hips in time with my thrusts, dancing against me. I took her throat, her collar bone, her breasts in my mouth and she moaned, locking her legs around mine, sliding up and down like a piston on the bed, taking over. Heat grew around me, slick and wild. I sank my teeth into the tender flesh around her nipple and she screamed, pulsing hard around my cock, milking me with her sweet ecstasy.

Sliding off the bed and yanking her with me, I hooked her ankles over my shoulder and hammered into her. Cries of pleasure echoed through the big house, raw and primal, like a wildcat in heat.

Paisley responded, aching for release, twisting her own nipple with one hand, rubbing her clit with the other. Sobbing with pleasure, she came on me, soaking me in her musk, triggering my senses.

“Not yet,” I growled, pushing her off of me. “Your turn.”

Biting her lip with a predatory grin, she pounced on me, shoving me down onto the bed. She straddled me, leaning over so her astounding breasts hung in my face, and I took them each in turn into my mouth.

Sighing into a groan, she began to ride me. Her scent surrounded me as her firm, soft ass slapped against my thighs. The eagerness of her bucking hips, the soft sighs escaping her long, creamy throat, brought me closer than I wanted to be. Not yet, not yet.

I suckled her breast and wrapped a hand around her waist, pinning her against me, shortening her thrusts. Her sighs became moans, wavering at the edge of screams, gasping through rasping breaths as she began to drip and quake. I thrusted up into her, hitting just the right spot.

With an animal growl, she came again, soaking me. It was too much. It wasn’t nearly enough.

Spinning her off of me, I moved behind her, entering her from behind. The perfect heart shape of her ass looked better with me splitting it. She pushed back against me, making her ass clap and jiggle against my hips as I thrust into her. Her screams grew louder, more intense, ripping through her raw throat, dragging my ecstasy up out of the very root of my core.

It shot through me like lightning, and I almost thought my spine would break in two with the force of it. With her wild screams filling my ears I slammed into her, pulsing, shuddering in my rapture as I emptied into her.

Breathless and trembling, I held her still until the last shudders of intense, almost painful pleasure subsided. As I pulled away, releasing her, she collapsed onto the bed, smiling liquidly and purring like a kitten.

“That was fun,” she said breathlessly. “Let’s do it again.”

Laughing, I pulled her to me and kissed her. “Sure, baby. How about a nap first?”

“Yes,” she said blissfully, closing her eyes.

We crawled, delectably spent, to the head of the bed and slid between the sheets. As I drifted off to sleep with her in my arms, I remembered the tape.

In my whole life, I had never slept so badly after good sex.