Chapters (42)
- Cover
- Painful
- Books By S.C. Stephens
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
God, I felt raw though, like when I’d told her I loved her for the first time. I needed to switch gears, do something…fun for her. Standing from my bed, I flexed my fingers and rolled my shoulders, trying to ease the tension that had suddenly coiled around every nerve ending in my body. It’s fine…she’ll feel the same. She’ll love it. She loves you.
Shaking my head in a vain attempt to purge the demons, I looked around the room for something else I could do for her. All I could focus on was my bed though, and there was nothing really romantic about it. But…maybe sexy. Hmmm…
Feeling better already, I shoved my notes in the bottom dresser drawer and left my bedroom. I know I have a camera around here somewhere…
Twenty minutes later, I found an old digital camera that Griffin had left here a long time ago. I made sure there was nothing already on it, and then I returned to my bedroom to get down to business. A steamy visual of me to keep Kiera entertained while I was gone sounded perfect. Stripping down to my birthday suit, I laid on the bed and tried to take some sexy pics for Kiera. I’d have to hide this surprise well too…definitely wouldn’t want her finding it too soon.
Taking my own picture this way was much harder than I thought it would be. Everything was coming out wrong…blurry, bad angle, too much of one thing, not enough of another. Damn it. Apparently, this was not one of my skills. I could easily just turn myself on and take a picture of my hard cock for her, but that wasn’t the image I wanted to leave behind. Contrary to what a lot of guys thought, that really wasn’t the part of the male body that got women going. It was everything…leading up to that.
Annoyed that this wasn’t working out, I hopped off the bed and walked to my bathroom. Maybe water would make it classier…kind of artistic. Kiera would like that. Plus, I think she liked it when I was wet. Turning on the shower, I looked over at my open bathroom door. I couldn’t help but wonder what Kiera would think if she happened to come over right now…maybe leave class early to surprise me. Yeah, me about to take a shower with a camera would certainly be a surprise.