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heart hammered as she pressed her hands against the warm edge, and he added, “Open your legs, nice and wide.”
    Lord
, he seemed so solid: a confident guy, and that was sexy. To her, it seemed like a reward when she did what he asked. When she didn’t respond or hesitated, he gave her hard looks and used a firm voice, but the moment she pleased him it all vanished.
    Odd
.
    Regardless, she ached for his touch. Hesitation was the farthest thing from her mind as she widened her thighs. She’d already learned that that easygoing look from him, matched with his charming smile, meant pleasure.
    This man could deliver.
    The warm air caressed her hot sex when she spread wide. His eyes blazed with an intoxicating flare, setting her on fire, as he murmured, “Put your calves over my shoulders.” She slid her ankles over his damp skin and then ran her legs over his hard muscles until her knees rested against his shoulders. He growled low in his throat. “That’s it, sweetheart.”
    If he said anything else, she didn’t hear it because his mouth was on her. It was magical. His tongue swept up her folds with light tickles and her head fell back with the racing of her heart.
    God
, he didn’t just lick her, he devoured her.
    He knew where to touch and when to touch, making her burn. She lowered her head, gritting her teeth against the surge of sensations. His finger pressed against her slit, and she moaned, unable to look away from his blond head of hair nestled between her thighs. He pushed inside her and she realized he didn’t kiss her
there
to stir pleasures; he kissed her
there
to make her come.
    His mouth moved quickly over her sex, while his finger pumped in and out. She gripped the edge of the hot tub, her legs trembling against his shoulders. He controlled her body. She could do nothing but rush headlong into the pleasure.
    At some point in the midst of her quakes, he placed his mouth directly over her clit, and she became unable to refuse his request. When he replaced one finger with two, she became undone. She hadn’t ever come from oral sex, but when Kyler touched her she had no choice.
    He owned her.
    Kyler controlled all of her senses, commanding how she should feel and when she should feel it. His talented fingers and firm mouth had her responding, and she quivered and jerked. He brought her bundles of nerves between his teeth, somehow biting and sucking at the same time.
    Pleasure froze her body.
    Then she crashed over the edge.
    Shuddering and screaming, she free-fell into ecstasy. Light danced before her eyes, with each euphoric wave drowning her. Not until the fierce trembles eased did she realize he had removed his finger, his mouth no longer stroking her satiated sex.
    Opening her eyes, she found him kissing her inner thigh with butterfly kisses. She exhaled, fighting to catch her breath. “God, you are good at that.”
    “You make it easy for me.” He slid his tongue up her thigh. “You’re impressively responsive.”
    Pulled from the haze of her release, she cocked her head. He had odd word choices. With her body battered from climax, she couldn’t quite understand him.
    Responsive
.
    What was this man, a sex expert?
    Lowering her legs from his shoulders, she slowly reached for him. “Your turn.”
    “That’s not how this works.” His voice was hard, unyielding, as he rose.
    “How does this work, then? I don’t get to touch you?”
    “Oh, you’ll touch me, just not here.” He jumped out of the hot tub and then lifted her gently out. Once he placed her on her feet, he gestured downward with a dip of his chin. “On your knees, Ella. Touch me right here.”
    Watching him closely, she noticed the excited flare in his features.
Odd
. Why was it so important that she went on her knees for him? Did he just like that—a woman giving him oralsex this way?
    She studied him, and it seemed like more. Though after the two orgasms he’d given her, she had no problem making him feel equally good in any