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Kyle climbed into the hot tub, and pulled me back, close to him. We semi floated, and I lay against his firm chest as we spoke. The conversation was easy and relaxed. He felt amazing, and goose bumps ran down my arms andback.

“This place is incredible. I can’t believe you live right on the beach. You’re very fortunate.”

“Well, don’t get too impressed, doll. I own it with two buddies of mine. We bought it as an investment a few years back. But they live up north during the season, so it’s all mine fornow.”

An investment. I liked this guy more and more. Even in just the six months I’d made the squad, I’d seen it all with football players—blowing all their money on cars, houses, drugs, and women.

The conversation continued at a comfortable pace, a part of each of our bodies always touching. He massaged my neck and shoulders then glided his hands down my arms as I touched his legs. He was solid. And I felt cocooned in more than muscle. He was nothing like I thought. As the conversation continued, I saw there was more to him than met the eye. I gasped when he ran his lips across my ear. Then he nipped the sensitive shell. Firecrackers went off inside me in response. Water sloshed as I twisted, and sat face to face with him. The hot water warmed my skin, but Kyle’s words warmed my soul. My gut told me he was for real, he wasn’t just playing me, we had an actual connection. Maybe this wasn’t just a one-night stand. I considered confessing my own football secret to him, but just as my lips opened, Kyle cupped my face with one large hand and kissedme.

Oh, this man. I almost melted and became one with the water. The coarse hair on his face tickled when it grazed my chin, his full lips pressed against me, his warm, inviting tongue invaded my mouth and stroked with mine. His free hand grasped at my thigh, while the other held me in place, his kisses becoming more urgent. My body began to tingle. And I attempted to kiss him back with the same passion but he was completely in control. That hold never wavered. He had me just where he wanted me. He controlled theshow.

These kisses weren’t sweet. No, they were laced with firmness and all-consuming lust. I’d never been kissed like this before. He was all man. And all mine, if only for the night.

My fingers dug into his strong shoulders, the water glistening off his back, shining against the night sky. I grinded against him, moaning louder the harder he kissed me. My clit hummed as I rubbed on the outline of his impressive length. His cock twitched through the fabric against my stomach, and I gyrated harder till our clothes were just a formality. The way my skin pressed to his, they might as well have been nonexistent.

He let out a growl, like a hungry animal. “Out of the water.” I squeaked when he lifted me, propping me on the edge of the Jacuzzi, and parted my thighs. I was exposed under the stars for any beach stroller tosee.

And I didn’t care. All I was concerned about was the pang in my core, the ache, the need for him to fill me up. Little did I know, I’d be waiting. The difference in temperature made my nipples harden. He stood, hovering over me, and blocked any potential view from behind him. “How wet are you, Sara?” His sight homed in on the small triangle covering my center, and I almost clinched my legs shut. His eyes smoldered as he waited for my reply. And I grew wetter the longer he stared. I wanted him to touch me. I leaned back the best I could, holding myself up with my palms, and held his stare.

“Very,” I practically purred.

“Let mesee.”

“You want me to undress? Right here?” I asked, a bit panicked, but way turnedon.

“Just the bottoms, sweetheart. Take them off and part your lips. Let me see how wet I make you.” My chest thundered as I straightened, my legs dropping into the water, and brought my hands to my hips, and undid the bows holding the swimsuit in place. As soon as it fell to the edge of the tub, the night breeze caressed my sensitive flesh. Wet legs propped back on the ledge, I opened them, bringing a hand to my middle. I parted my lips and ran two fingers down the middle, letting them sink in when I reached the bottom. Then I presented the lubricated fingers tohim.

“Fuck.” He groaned, the water splashing as he squatted.

“Come here, baby. I’m gonna lick you until you come all over my face.” Those words alone almost made me lose it. I arched my back, and spread my legs more. He undid my bikini top and kissed each of my nipples. Taking hold of my bottom, he cupped my ass and brought my pussy to his face. “Pretty. Pink. Perfect.” His deep voice excited me. My pussy pulsed when he leaned in and took a whiff of my most intimate area. “Even your scent is perfect,” he uttered before he buried his face into my pussy.

I gasped as Kyle devoured me. He grunted as he took long lap after lap of my pussy. And I thought I’d blacken out from every slow death of sensation. The stubble on his face tickled my thighs, and his tongue lapped deeply at my opening, sending me into a frenzy. I was no virgin, but I honest to God had never had a man make me feel so much so fast. My ex-boyfriend had always been too sweet, too gentle, when I truly wanted it hard and rough. My other hookups had been so awkward, filled with regret or drunken embarrassment. Not tonight. Every time Kyle delved inside me, my back arched, my head thrown back as I got a view of the sky. I couldn’t decipher if the stars I saw belonged to the night’s sky or the heady feeling his tongue caused me. My previous drinks rushed through my body and mixed with the euphoria of his lips as he sucked on my clit. I wrapped my legs around his face and over his shoulders, pulling his head deeper against me. My hands shook as he ate me out, and I was afraid I’d slip off the tub ledge. I never wanted him tostop.

“Oh, God, oh, Kyle. I’m going tocome.”

My eyes hooded over. He kept his pressure constant, sucking on my clit, then taking lap after lap while cradling my ass. My pussy clenched, and I began to moan. My hips bucked and I came, my body shuddering, the pleasure rippling throughout every part ofme.

“You good, baby?” I liked the way those words sounded.

I whimpered out a yes as I sat up. I motioned for him to stand, and he smirked.

He stood close to me in the corner of the hot tub, and I was mesmerized by his body. He said he played football, and it showed. He was in amazing shape. In better shape than the other pro athletes I’d seen out on the field. He almost looked like one of those fitness models that graced the covers of my workout magazines.

I lifted, swiveled my legs around, and hopped off the ledge, snatching my discarded clothes. Placing them as a makeshift cushion for my knees, I lifted myself back in place and knelt on the ledge of the spa, my naked ass up in the air for anyone to see. I wasn’t an exhibitionist but this view made me carefree, it was sohot.

I wrapped my hands around his waist and pulled his trunks down, releasing his cock. My eyes widened. Holy shit, he was huge. I was thrilled and a tad scared. I’d never been with a man this big. But I couldn’t wait to be fucked byhim.

Clasping my hand around the base of his cock, my mouth opened for him. The hand failed to completely wrap around his thick girth, and my mouth watered.

“Suck me, baby.”

I obeyed, licking my lips and doing my best to take him deeply, my lips stretching out, his length tickling the back of my throat. He reached down and guided the back of my neck as my head bobbed. Saliva ran down his length and onto my swollen lips and chin as I took him in and out. I never wanted to stop. He groaned once, then twice before pulling my hair, making me look at him. His eyes hooded, and though I could’ve sucked him all night, he pulled back. I moaned in protest.

“You want me?” His voice had a powerful rumble, and the authority he held over my movements caused me to grow wetter. He motioned toward the bedroom. His eyes narrowed on a condom on the table next to the bed. Funny, I hadn’t noticed that there when I entered the room earlier. He must have taken it out when he changed.

“Yes. Please don’t make mewait.”

His lips turned into a smile, and he lifted me as if I weighed nothing, threw me over his shoulder, and carried me inside the room. He placed me on the bed on all fours, smacking my ass. “Don’t move.” My back curled like a cat when I heard the condom foil ripping and glanced back to see him rolling the condom over his thick cock. And though the swim trunks had looked amazing on him, his naked body was even better. He finished covering his cock and gave it a few hard strokes as he stared at my ass. Oh, God, I was so fucking wet, so slick, so ready forhim.

He moved with purpose as he rounded the bed, lifting one muscular, long leg and letting it sink into the mattress, gathered my hair at the nape and tugged. I moaned when his lips crashed onto mine, kissing me. Perfectly measured. Not too slow. Yet not fast. Firm. Amazing. More sensually than I thought humanly possible, he swirled his expert tongue with mine. I was gravitating into ecstasy. With one last kiss, he released me and climbed fully on the bed, urging me forward toward the headboard. I crawled forward, stopping at his monster-sized pillows. And he followed. Reaching around me, he stacked the fluffy pillows, placing them in front of me. “Knees on the pillows, beautiful.” Immediately, I did as I was told. And he slapped my ass, gripped my left hip, and slid the other arm around me, his hand splayed on my stomach. Pulling my back to his front, he positioned me tightly against him. The firm hand left my middle and I felt it squeeze my right breast.

“Kyle…” Breath panting, I laid my head back on his chest as he groped the breast, rubbing the entire hand back and forth on the nipple.

I writhed against him, purposely sticking my ass out, and let his dick cradle between my ass cheeks. “Fuck me. Please.”

This made him chuckle. Teasing me, he let go of my breast and grabbed his dick, before smacking each cheek again. “Ass all the way up, doll. I want you to guide my dick inside you.” I lifted higher as he gripped both hips, and pressed his cock inside.

“Ah.” I whimpered and he thrust into me. Hard. He felt incredible, pumping deeper, faster. My pussy clenched.

Almost out of breath, I reached forward, gripping the headboard, as he relentlessly pounded in me. And I couldn’t get enough. He released my hips and kneaded my ass with one hand and with his other hand worked my clit, rubbing me the rightway.

I came like I’d never come before, screaming his name. He kept at it, never losing his pace, and I came again, thrashing over his cock. My entire body hummed from head to toe when he didn’t stop, strumming my clit till I came again. Once, twice, three times a lady. I lay limp as his body tense and he released.

He fucked me senseless three more times before morning. In between sessions we talked about our careers and what we planned to do with our lives next. I’d brought it up, wanting to know more. When he mentioned his football career, he told me he was almost sure he was giving it up. That I could consider him a former player. When he’d said it, it was as if a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. I was too worried about telling him I had recently made the squad, since he spoke of leaving the sport. It was small talk after that. And a lot of kissing before he wore me out in every room in his house. The next morning, I met his personal trainer, Pat, over breakfast. And after he had left, Kyle and I went at it again, this time in the shower. I’d never come so many times in a twenty-four-hour period. It almost seemed too good to be true. Body sore and sated, I gave him my number and he promised to call. I always believed things which started fast ended fast. All I knew was I didn’t want this night to be just another tally for his playbook.