[Spirit of Lust] Chapter 41: Reina’s pictures were a success. (Patreon)

“The pictures you took of Reina? They were a bigger success than we expected. Traffic to our webpage went up by four times, and we also saw a small rise in subscriptions.”

“Seriously?” William blinked.

Cynthia nodded. “That’s the good part of why I’m so tired. We’ve been having to adapt and reschedule some things to capitalize on this. So you see? I can’t be talking like that about the man who’s helping me make my business grow.” She cupped his cheek and kissed him softly on the lips. “And especially not about the only man I can relax around.”

‘You know what? Try giving her an orgasm just through a kiss. It’ll be good practice for you, it’ll relieve her of some stress, and I get to feed on it. Everybody wins.’

William pulled Cynthia close and kissed her deeply. Their tongues rolled lewdly around each other as William pictured the sexual energy in his mind. He focused on the ethereal fluid going from his mouth and into Cynthia’s, causing his lover to moan in surprise. He became good enough from practicing with Ruth that he was confident he could increase the output without losing control of the energy.

“Mmmph! Will…! William…! Mmmwah… Mmph…!”

Cynthia’s body shivered lightly from the constant flow of pleasure. William only held her, keeping his hands on her waist and her back while he made out with her. His lover held tightly onto one of his arms and tried to kiss him back, but she was too lost in the new experience. She came, moaning into William’s mouth. Her hips trembled. She pulled her lips away from William’s and looked into his eyes, bewildered and flustered.

“I came from a kiss…” she gasped.

“I’m sorry. This is all I can think of to help you with your troubles.”

She swallowed and kept trying to catch her breathing. “Oh, Will…” she chuckled. “You know, you’re sweeter than you appear at first.”

“Am I?” he asked with a wry smile.

“Yes. You came here and forced your terms on me, but now you’re listening to me complain about my life and making me feel things I’ve never felt before in all my years.”

“How old are you, Cynthia?” he asked, curious.

“Just turned 39 two weeks ago,” she said, grinning. “You’ve been fucking an old lady.”

“You don’t look a day older than 32,” he chuckled and kissed her cheek.

“Thank you, William,” she sighed contently. “I feel a lot better after talking to you. And after that kiss, of course. You’re getting so much better it’s insane.”

“You need me to be at least that good, don’t you?” He grinned.

“Only half as good as you are would be enough, but you won’t hear me complaining about your improvement. And speaking of which, we should get to work.”

“Right,” he nodded. “What am I doing today?”

“You have a shoot with Reina again,” she said. “If we capitalize on her new popularity, convincing other models that our method works will be far easier.”

“I see.”

“Have you seen Reina since the last shoot?” Cynthia asked, causing William to flinch and shake his head. “Did something happen?”

“No,” he said, “We just decided it would be better if we kept our relationship… professional.”

Cynthia narrowed her eyes. “I see. So you want me to tell you what worries me but I can’t hear what worries you.”

William blinked. “N-No. That’s not what I…”

“Then? What happened between you two?” she asked with a firm look.

He swallowed. When she put it like that, he had no other choice.

“She… wanted to be my girlfriend, but I said no,” he admitted with a sigh.

“Why did you reject her? I’d say she’s one of our more beautiful models, and she’s a nice girl, if a little pushy at times.”

“I… have a history of being cheated on,” William told her. “Four girlfriends, four times we’ve broken up because of them cheating on me. When Reina asked me if I was looking for a girlfriend… It dug out some painful memories.”

“…” Cynthia looked at him silently, but her eyes didn’t judge.

“It doesn’t really matter, though. I’m fine the way things are right now.”

“Sure you are,” Cynthia sighed. “Okay, I won’t ask anymore.” She pecked his lips one last time before getting off his lap. “Come on, let’s get to work.”

Once more, William followed Cynthia to the same room for the shoot. However, instead of a massage table there was an inflatable mattress.

“Reina said the massage table was too small, so we got this,” Cynthia explains.

“Anna told me she’s the only other person who knows about this.”

“She is. For now,” she nodded. “I want to keep this a company secret, but like I told you, I want other models to get in on this eventually.”

As Cynthia showed William the new set of underwear Reina would have to wear and the features he should focus on to take photos of, the model in questions arrived.

“Sorry I’m late,” she said. “There was more traffic today than usual.”

“It’s fine, dear,” Cynthia told her. “Just don’t make a habit of it.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“You two already know how this works, so I’ll leave you to it. William, show me the pictures once they’re done again, okay?”

“Of course,” he answered.

“Also, I want you to do some standard shoots with some other models after this.”

“Oh. Sure.” He nodded.

Cynthia left the room, leaving him alone with Reina. The two smiled awkwardly at each other.

“I heard the photos were a success,” William commented as he went to get the camera and light angles ready.

“They were,” Reina nodded. “Mrs. Evans says traffic on the webpage increased, but even my own Instagram grew in popularity all of a sudden.”

“Lots of people telling you how beautiful you are, I bet,” he chuckled.

“Say what you want. It’s a good ego boost for a girl,” Reina laughed with him.

He turned from the lights to tell Reina to go undress behind the curtain, but when he did…