Lena lay nestled against Nico’s chest, sweat cooling on their skin, heart still pounding like a wild drum. His rough breaths matched hers, the silence between them thick but electric.
Then, after a long beat, her fingers brushed against the camera still perched on the edge of the chaise.
Her gaze flicked up to him, eyes dark with mischief.
“You’re not the only one who can capture this,” she murmured.
Nico’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh?”
Slowly, she reached out and grabbed the camera, lifting it and turning it toward him.
His eyes darkened with a different kind of hunger.
She smiled a slow, sultry curve of lips.
“Let me see you,” she whispered.
He swallowed, chest rising and falling as his mind raced with anticipation.
Lena adjusted the lens, framing him perfectly. His tattooed arms, th
