Desired (Club Sin 3)

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 oral sex 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 way he preferred. She slid to her knees with his erect cock only centimeters from her mouth. Grinning up at him, she trailed her hands over his muscular thighs. “Is this what you want?”

Heady emotion crossed his face. “I like you on your knees and looking at me with those expressive eyes.” Brushing his fingers across her cheek, a harder edge crossed his features. “In fact, I’d say it’s fucking perfect.” He reached for the braid in her hair, and then gave a gentle tug. “Let me feel that mouth that’s been haunting me all night.”

Chapter Five

Submissive.

Ella’s desires pulled at Kyler so intensely he couldn’t hold back. It wasn’t the way she stroked him or how her mouth bobbed on his cockhead; it was the way she had looked to him while on her knees.

Time froze.

He’d yearned for that all-consuming look and that pleasing expression as a woman was on her knees to pleasure him. He’d wondered if he would ever see it again. And there it was. Right there for him to admire. Her look clearly said, I could be yours. You could be mine.

Still, he believed it wasn’t so much her reaction; rather, it was his reaction to her. The force of her genuine pleasure had stolen the air from his lungs. The passion between them was incredible, but what presently burned between them was something far deeper. A sensation that went to the center of his Dominant soul. He was a Dom who wanted to command her submission.

Protect.

Cherish.