You want to fuck her.

You look at Jamie with renewed confidence, your body already responding to the thought of taking things further. "I want to film a full penetrative sex scene with you right now," you tell her, your voice firm and commanding.

Jamie's eyes widen slightly, but a smile quickly forms on her lips. "Going straight to the main event, huh?" she says, setting aside the box of condoms she'd just handed you. "I like your ambition."

She moves closer to you, her fingers trailing up your arm. "You sure you've recovered enough from that blowjob? I was pretty thorough." There's a teasing lilt to her voice, but her eyes betray her eagerness.

"I think I can manage," you respond, pulling her against you. Your mouth finds hers in a hungry kiss, tasting traces of yourself on her lips. Jamie moans into your mouth, her body melting against yours as her arms wrap around your neck.

"God, Tyler," she breathes when you finally break apart. "I've wanted this since you first walked in for your interview."

Your hands find the hem of her shirt, lifting it up and over her head. Jamie helps you, tossing the garment aside. Her simple black bra follows quickly, revealing small but perfectly shaped breasts with nipples already hard with anticipation.

"Your turn," she murmurs, tugging at your shirt. You strip it off as she fumbles with your belt, her usually nimble fingers clumsy with desire.

Once you're both naked, Jamie glances at the camera. "Should we move to the break room? There's a couch in there that's more comfortable than doing it standing up against these shelves."

You nod, grabbing the camera and tripod. Jamie leads the way to the adjacent break room, her bare ass swaying enticingly in front of you. The couch she mentioned is worn but clean, tucked against the far wall.

"How do you want me?" she asks, striking a playful pose. "I'm versatile."

"On your back," you direct, setting up the camera for the best angle. "I want to see your face when I enter you."

Jamie complies eagerly, spreading herself across the couch. Her legs part invitingly, revealing her glistening sex. "I'm already so wet for you," she confesses, one hand sliding between her thighs. "Giving you that blowjob turned me on more than I expected."

You position yourself between her legs, your cock hardening rapidly again despite your recent climax. Jamie reaches for you, guiding your tip to her entrance.

"Wait," you say, remembering protection. "Condom?"

"Right here," Jamie replies, producing a foil packet from the side table drawer. "Always keep some handy in the break room. Never know when you might need one."

She tears it open and rolls it onto your length with practiced ease. Once you're sheathed, you press forward, the head of your cock parting her slick folds.

"Fuck," Jamie gasps as you sink into her tight heat. "You feel even bigger inside me."

You begin to move, establishing a rhythm that has Jamie moaning beneath you. Her legs wrap around your waist, pulling you deeper with each thrust. The couch creaks slightly with your movements, adding to the soundtrack of your pleasure.

"Yes, right there," Jamie cries when you hit a particularly sensitive spot. Her nails dig into your shoulders, leaving crescent-shaped marks in your skin. "Harder, Tyler. Make me feel it."

You comply, driving into her with increased ****. Jamie's eyes roll back, her mouth falling open in silent ecstasy. You reach between your bodies to find her clit, circling the sensitive bud with your thumb.

"Oh god," she whimpers, her inner walls clenching around you. "I'm going to cum if you keep doing that."

"Look at the camera," you command, remembering your earlier success. "I want to capture your orgasm."

Jamie's eyes flutter open, finding the lens as instructed. The combination of your thrusts and your fingers on her clit pushes her over the edge. She comes with a sharp cry, her body arching beneath you, eyes never leaving the camera.

The sight and sensation of her climax trigger your own release. You drive deep one final time, emptying yourself into the condom with a guttural groin.

As you both catch your breath, Jamie looks up at you with newfound respect. "Damn, Tyler," she murmurs, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. "If all our videos are this good, we might actually pull this off."