Peggy watched silently at the fire in his eyes, that warm gaze running all over her body before he had even taken a single shot. This man had something Steve didn't have yet; edge. She had never appreciated exactly how much fighting turned her on until she got into bickering with James during the war. He had a veiled darkness about him that thrilled and excited her no end. Even the way he kissed was a slight hint of possession and control she would fight him for.
The first few shots of her lying there on the bed with her breasts out and her legs splayed didn't make her feel pornographic and she played up the coy look for the camera. But then he dropped and kneeled down instead, knowing the aim of that camera was directly between her legs.
"You aren't gonna get a good shot like that..." Peggy murmured. "Let me help.." One hand snaked down between her legs, her fingers pulling herself further apart so he could get as good a shot of her wet cunt as he ever would. "Can you see?" she was getting ridiculously turned on by this game.