Heat on the Roof

The sun climbed higher, bathing the roof of the five-story building in warm light. Anna lay on one of the sunbeds, her body glistening with sunscreen she’d applied before slipping off her robe. She wore only a skimpy black bikini—thin strings tied at her hips and back, barely covering her breasts and thighs. Her eyes were closed as she soaked in the warmth, but her thoughts were restless. The windows of the high-rises across the street felt like eyes watching her every move. They could see me… and… do I like that?She swallowed, her fingers trembling slightly as she adjusted the bikini ties. After Tim’s confession last night, after Mark’s talk about webcamming, she felt her life shifting more and more, and it both scared and excited her.

The door to the roof creaked, and Anna cracked her eyes open. Mark stepped out, a beer in one hand and a camera in the other. His eyes gleamed when he saw Anna, and he flashed his usual sly smile.

“Well, star, enjoying the sun?” he said, his voice playful but with a husky edge. “You look damn hot. How about another photoshoot? Still free… if you’re not afraid to strip, that is.” He winked, setting the beer on the table and raising the camera.

Anna felt her cheeks flush. She sat up on the sunbed, her hands instinctively covering her chest. “Mark… I… I don’t know,” she mumbled, her voice trembling with embarrassment. “Here… anyone could see…” She glanced at the high-rise windows, her heart racing. [i]But… it could help with subscribers… and… Tim likes this, right?

Mark stepped closer, his gaze sliding over her body, his smile widening. “Come on, Anna,” he said, his voice softer but with a hint of insistence. “You’re already a star. This… it’ll just add some fire.” He paused, then, as if making a decision, set the camera on the table and started pulling off his shirt. “Look, I’ll help you relax,” he said, dropping his shorts and standing completely naked. His body was tanned, muscular, and his cock—already half-hard, long, with bulging veins—swayed with each movement. Anna looked away, her face turning crimson.

“Mark! What are you doing?” she exclaimed, her voice full of embarrassment, but she couldn’t help noticing how he looked… confident, bold, without a shred of shame. Her eyes involuntarily darted to his cock, and she swallowed, feeling a heat rising in her chest.

“Supporting you,” Mark replied, grinning. He picked up the camera and aimed it at Anna. “Come on, take off the bikini. I’ll snap a few shots, and you’ll see how amazing it is.” His voice was gentle, but there was a commanding edge to it.

Anna hesitated, her fingers trembling as she tugged at the bikini strings. I shouldn’t… but… I’ve already gone this far… She slowly removed the top, then the bottom, her movements uncertain, but deep down she felt her body responding to the situation. She lay back on the sunbed, her skin glistening in the sunlight, her full, firm breasts jiggling slightly with each breath, her nipples already hardened from the cool air and her growing arousal.

Mark started shooting, his camera clicking as it captured every curve of her body. “Damn, Anna, you look like a goddess,” he said, his voice dropping, a husky tone creeping in. “Spread your legs a bit more… like that… yes, baby, you’re pure fire.” He knelt beside her, his camera close, and his free hand suddenly rested on her thigh, squeezing lightly. His fingers were warm, rough, and their touch sent a shiver through Anna’s body.

“Mark… don’t,” she whispered, but her voice was weak, and she didn’t push his hand away. Her breathing grew heavier, and she felt a growing warmth between her legs. He’s doing it again… but… I can’t stop this… His hand slowly slid higher, to the inside of her thigh, then his fingers brushed her stomach, leaving a burning trail. He leaned down, his lips softly pressing against her stomach just below her navel, and Anna trembled, her breasts jiggling with her sharp intake of breath, her nipples hardening even more.

“You’re so soft… so hot,” Mark murmured, his voice dripping with lust as his lips trailed higher, leaving a wet path on her skin. He kissed her breast, his tongue flicking over her nipple, and Anna moaned, her body arching toward him. His fingers pinched her other nipple, tugging lightly, and she felt the heat between her legs become unbearable. “Fuck, Anna… your tits… they’re so… I want to devour them,” he whispered, his voice trembling with desire, his cock now fully erect, throbbing, a bead of precum glistening at the tip.

Anna turned her head away, her cheeks burning, but her thighs parted wider on their own. “Mark… please…” she whispered, but her voice sounded more like a moan. She noticed his cock, now even more imposing, with bulging veins, a dark red head glistening with moisture, and it only intensified her arousal. He… he wants me… and… I do too…

Mark set the camera aside, his eyes blazing, his voice growing rougher. “Anna, I want you so bad… you see what you’re doing to me?” he said, nodding at his erect cock, which looked even more impressive now, throbbing with need. “Help me cum… and I promise you another photoshoot. For free. You want that, don’t you?”

Anna swallowed, her mind screaming that this was wrong, but her body had already decided for her. A free photoshoot… that… that could help…She nodded slowly, her eyes meeting his, and she said softly, “No camera.” Her voice trembled, but there was resolve in it. She sat up, her breasts jiggling again with the movement, and she reached for his cock, her fingers wrapping around it, feeling its heat and hardness.Mark groaned, his hips jerking forward. “Fuck, Anna… yes, like that… you’re such a good girl,” he muttered, his voice thick with lust. Anna started moving her hand, her motions slow, sensual, teasing him, speeding up and then slowing down. She leaned closer, her lips dangerously close to the tip of his cock, and Mark felt her hot breath, her tongue almost brushing his skin.

“Feel how close I am, Mark?” she whispered, her voice low, dripping with seduction. “Want me to take you in my mouth?” She smiled, her lips so close he could feel their warmth, but she didn’t touch him, only teased, her fingers continuing to move, squeezing him harder.

Mark moaned louder, his hands clenching into fists. “God, Anna… you little bitch… come on, take it… I want to cum in your mouth,” he growled, his voice hoarse, ****.

Anna felt her own arousal building. Her free hand slipped between her legs, her fingers finding her clit, and she started rubbing herself, her movements quick, greedy. She moaned, her thighs trembling, her breasts bouncing with each motion, her nipples hard as rocks. Her lips were still so close to Mark’s cock that he could feel her breath, her moans, her heat. I… I shouldn’t… but… it feels so… good… Her fingers moved faster, she felt her orgasm approaching, her body tensing, her moans growing louder.

“Yes, baby… touch yourself… cum for me…” Mark whispered, his voice full of lust, his cock throbbing in her hand. “You’re so wet… I want to see you cum…”

Anna couldn’t hold back. Her body shuddered, an orgasm crashing over her, her moans turning into a cry as her fingers kept rubbing her clit, prolonging the pleasure. Her breasts jiggled with each movement, her skin covered in goosebumps from the intensity. At that moment, Mark couldn’t hold back either—her closeness, her moans, her hot breath on his cock pushed him over the edge. He groaned, his cock twitched, and hot streams of cum shot onto her face, coating her lips, cheeks, and chin.

Anna froze, her body still trembling from her orgasm, the warm cum dripping down her skin. She opened her eyes, her gaze hazy, a mix of shame and satisfaction flickering in them. I… I did it… again…

She slowly wiped her face with the back of her hand, her breathing heavy, while Mark watched her, his eyes burning.

“You’re incredible, Anna,” he said, his voice hoarse but satisfied. “The next photoshoot… it’ll be free. You ready?”

Anna nodded, her heart still pounding, her thoughts a mess. She knew she’d gone even further, but there was no turning back now.

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