But Aidan was a good friend, and a Club Sin Master he respected. Aidan’s advice was to be taken seriously. Kyler wouldn’t go further until he knew this thing, whatever it was, could develop into something past tonight.
Test her
.
He lifted an eyebrow. “I’m waiting for you to spread your legs, Ella.”
She watched him intently, then the worry faded from her features. Whatever she’d mentally worked out reflected on her firm expression, and she slowly spread her knees apart.
He sat up straighter, blocking the view from anyone behind him. “Ah, there you go.” He ran his hands over her soft thighs. “Isn’t that lovely.” Pushing her skirt higher onto her thighs, he relished the way her breathing quickened and tickled his face.
Sliding his touch to her inner thigh, he inched his way higher. When he brushed his thumb over her engorged clit over the top of her panties, her eyes fluttered closed.
Oh, yeah, been a while since she’s been touched
.
He swirled her bundles of nerves, and her head dropped forward on a soft moan. The sensual sound had his cock flexing. He rubbed the bud again, and she lifted her head and her gaze scored him. With every swirl over her clitoris, her eyes widened just a bit more.
She mesmerized him.
Never, in all the submissives he’d played, had any of them had such a sensitive clit. Or maybe she was just that aroused around him. Either way, it made Kyler keep working the bundle of nerves to fuel her pleasure.
Her breath started hitching and hard quakes shook her. He grunted against the surge of dominance overtaking him. She responded with perfection under his command—totally in tune with him. Shit, to his complete surprise, he realized she was going to break apart in his arms, right there on the boat dock.
And she did—just like that.
With a final push on her clit, she quivered and moaned. Wrapping her arms tight around his neck, she rubbed herself against his cock, and her groans through her climax brushed against his ear.
When her breathing returned to normal, he slid his thumb lower over her panties, finding them damp. His groin tightened as he wanted to slip his finger inside her and increase the moisture.
As she leaned away from him, he stared at her flushed face and lowered her skirt over her thighs. Locked in her gaze, his soul reached for her. If he knew anything, it was that he hadn’t had enough of this woman.
He might not know what she ate for breakfast or what type of sheets she had on her bed, but he wanted to. Because she responded to him like she’d been made for him, he wanted to know those things and more. A woman who reacted this forcefully to him needed to be played with. He’d not let someone this beautiful in her responses walk away from him.
Tonight, he’d get deep inside her.
Tomorrow, he’d take her on a date.
He gathered her in his arms, pushed off the dock, and rose. His cock begged for her slickheat, throbbing and aching. He placed her on her feet and took her hand. “Let’s get out of here.”
“Oh my God, my legs are jelly,” she said with a loud laugh, yanking against his hand. “Wait. Where are we going?”
He glanced over his shoulder and a slow burn crackled into him. “Being the groomsman came with the perk of getting a hot tub on the balcony in my suite. We’re going to grab a bottle of wine and then take advantage of Aidan’s generosity.”
“But I don’t have a bathing suit.”
The pretty look she gave him nearly had him sending her to her knees and not giving a shit who witnessed him taking her from behind. Her gaze focused entirely on him and sizzled, and he nearly choked on his groans. He’d thought she’d been stunning while aroused, but after climax her beauty was all-consuming.
Though her mouth might voice her hesitation, her body leaning into him said something else entirely. He closed the distance, pressing his hard cock against her stomach. “You just came in my arms, sweetheart.” Brushing his thumb