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was made worse with Ty sitting
    beside her. Melissa's nipples hardened and intense need ached within her. Al she could think about while
    watching the man's hands circle over the woman's breast, her nipple thrusting outward in eager arousal, was
    that she wanted a man's hands on her breasts, too.
    The blonde arched and moaned. Clearly, the man's hand toyed with her clit. Melissa wanted to feel a man
    touching her clit, nuzzling it with his tongue, sucking it into his mouth. She imagined Shane crouching in front of
    her, easing her legs apart, leaning toward her. At least, she tried to make it Shane, but the handsome stranger,
    Ty, kept replacing him.
    The ache within her intensified. She'd love to rest her hand on Ty's leg and stroke upward. To wrap her fingers
    around his growing cock, then draw it free and pump it until he cried for mercy. She'd love to shed her dress and
    part her legs, inviting him to feast on her slick flesh.
    The blond woman in the hot tub groaned. The man lifted her from his lap and sat her on the edge of the tub. She
    was totally naked, and definitely a natural blonde. He dropped his face between her thighs. The man on the side
    of the tub sucked on one of her breasts and the brunette sucked on the other. The blonde groaned with
    pleasure, then the pussy-eater stood up, his erect cock bobbing up and down. He wrapped his hand around it
    and placed the tip against her opening. He slid forward and she cried out.
    The other man and woman released her breasts, then kissed each other. He lifted her from the tub and laid her
    on the stone edge, while the other man thrust into the blond woman. The second man shed his bathing suit. The
    brunette opened her legs, and wrapped them around him as he lowered himself onto her. His cock entered her
    in one swift stroke, then he thrust deep.
    "God, yeah. Good and deep, honey," she urged.
    He thrust in and out as she moaned her approval. The first couple, fucking fast and furious now, moaned and
    grunted. The blonde wailed, clearly in orgasm as he thrust faster and faster. He grunted again and collapsed
    against her. The other couple continued for another few minutes before they, too, reached orgasm.
    Melissa felt herself dripping. She wanted a cock so badly, she was tempted to reach over and grab the closest
    one.
    "Feel like a dip?" Ty asked.
    His voice startled her and her gaze locked on his. Humor danced in those dark, midnight eyes.
    Oh God, he knew she was turned on. She was sure of it.
    Embarrassment flashed through her. She lurched to her feet and strode toward the building. He followed her,
    keeping up with her easily with his long-legged stroll.
    She dashed in the nearest door, then walked down the carpeted hal way, fol owing the sound of music and
    laughter. Anything to get away from the relative solitude of the patio, his knowing gaze, and the questions that
    might follow.
    She entered a room full of people seated at tables. A man inside the door offered her a piece of paper. She
    grabbed it and continued into the room, then negotiated her way through the press of people. She sat down at
    the first empty table she found. Ty fol owed her, waving away the paper they offered him. He sat down beside
    her.
    "You probably shouldn't have taken that." He nodded to the paper in her hand.
    "Why not?"
    "Hi. My name's Mindy. What'll you have?" An attractive waitress in a low-cut black top and short skirt stood
    beside the table.
    "Piña Colada, please." Melissa glanced at the paper and noticed two numbers handwritten on it.
    "Whatever's on tap." Ty smiled at the waitress and Melissa had to stamp down a disturbing lance of jealousy.
    Which was absolutely ridiculous. If anyone should be jealous, it should be his wife. Not that anyone should feel
    jealous. Especial y not Melissa. She sucked in a deep breath. Oh God, she was going over the edge.
    Ty leaned back and crossed his long legs. Melissa noticed the movement of muscle under the dark gray fabric.
    Her gaze glided