Author's Note

Just to let everyone know this chapter is going to have a sex scene in it. I figured I might as well take advantage of the mature rating. That said, I wanted to do something special with Iconic and Indigo. And of course thanks for reading!

June

June - Indigo’s Surprise

Indigo gave a confident grin as she looked at the camera facing her. She knew that Iconic would make sure that any of the shots he took of her would be golden, but it wasn’t that she was concerned with. She knew that none of the other models would be here for at least an hour, and she had some great ideas of what to do with that time. Normally Indigo lived for speed. She lived for the rush of adrenaline that came with racing, or doing a motocross challenge in record time. But there was a few things she did take slow, and advancing Iconic’s and her relationship to the point that she was sleeping over at his place was one of those things she took slow.

Of course since she crossed that threshold she knew it opened a whole world of wonderful delights they both could explore. She sat up, the motocross suit that Sunny had made for her hanging off of her shoulders, her breasts point out at him, and she watched as Iconic never wavered. She was proud of him, of her boyfriend, and she was going to show him something something wonderful. She moved, letting the suit fall further and further until it was finally off of her completely, only a black lacy thong remained. Soon it followed suit and she was bare for Iconic and his camera. She followed his direction, grasping her breasts, pushing them together, laying back while he took pictures above her. The moment he looked like he was finished was the moment she struck. He was putting the camera down, and she let him get a little ways over before she got up, walked toward him, and caught him in a kiss.

It was something full of passion, of promise, and she held it a bit longer. She felt his mouth open, and their tongues danced together before she broke the kiss.

“Put it on a timer, and keep these for us.”

He smiled, set the camera on a series of timed clicks, and followed her to the bed he’d made up for the shoot. She looked over her shoulder at him, knowing that they’d have to change the sheets on the bed, but that it would be so worth it. He climbed up behind her, kissing the place they both found out was a special spot of hers that was right between the left shoulder and her neck. She almost felt herself melt right then, but she held it together long enough to turn around, sit down, and unbutton his slacks. She lowered it and looked at her prize.

She loved that he got so aroused around her, and that she was the reason he had a few uncomfortably awkward moments when she visited the studio and he was working. She leaned back, forgoing the foreplay. It was something they both liked, but this wasn’t leading up to an all night event. This was something she wanted to do at the spur of the moment. Taking her queue he climbed into the bed with her, moving between her legs, and the first click of the camera sounded the moment he entered her.

She wrapped her legs around him, moving her hips with him, matching him thrust for thrust, and letting the camera follow along with the fantastic dicking she was receiving. Missionary changed into cowgirl, and she took the lead. She rode him as hard as her bike, but he never complained. Instead his hands were on her hips, helping her balance, and soon she found herself at the edge of a fantastic orgasm.

She came hard, feeling him release soon after, and as she lay down on top of him she felt something in his shirt pocket. She didn’t want to give up her man pillow at the moment, so she opted to lean up, reach into the pocket, and there she found a small velvet case. She opened, uncertain of what it was, and what she found was a ring with two lightning bolts around a sapphire. She looked at him, and then at the ring, her hand covering her mouth.

“This wasn’t exactly how I envisioned asking this question, but Indigo, I’ve never been with anyone that completes me like you do. There’s no one else that I would ever want, and well, would you marry me?”

She found herself speechless, and instead nodded. She hugged him, kissing his cheek, and loving what had just happened. Finally the two of them moved, and she felt him slide out of her. Together they looked at the bed, and they quickly removed the sheets, opting to go with a set of similar colored silk ones. She helped him get the other sheets back into the bag, and then he sprayed some air freshener around. She looked at the bed again, and laid on it. He smiled, took the camera, and took another picture. She got up, began to get dressed, and as she did the door opened and she saw Ms. Image walk in.

“Iconic, precious, this is too much! I’m so glad that you agreed to do this shoot for me!” She looked at Indigo. “Although I feel that your reasoning might be because your lovely friend was in it.”

Iconic nodded. It was the truth regardless. “I’m afraid that’s the truth of it. Although I will say that doing a calendar to raise funds for Habitat for Humanity didn’t hurt either. It’s nice seeing you, Ms. Image.”

She gave him a smile. “Well, I shan't keep either of you. I know you’ve got more models to shoot, and afterward I expect you to go and have a wonderful day!”

With that the owner of Socialite Magazine walked out, and Indigo hugged her fiance.

“You think she knows?”

Iconic nodded, “Pretty sure of it,” he hugged her back, “But we’re acting professional, and that’s all that matters.”

He kissed her, “So, I guess another question is, how do you feel about moving in?”

She grinned, “I’m fine with it, although I’m sure the some of the girls are going to give you a little grief over how you ended up proposing.”

He kissed her again, “I know, but I’d like to think that it was how we proposed.”

She found herself giggling, the sound a little more fenimine than she normally allowed herself to sound.