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  Even an older, earthy woman stood on the sidelines swaying to the music. She’d taken her plaid shirt off, and didn’t seem to have a care in the world that she totally didn’t fit in. Dressed in ragged jeans, a pair of serious hiking boots and a bra that shouldn’t be viewed in public. She seemed happy enough and when her turn came, she prowled around the pole, pulsing her hips. The other ladies cheered her on and he laughed when she faced the pole, slowly humping it before moving off and disappearing from view.

  Ginger was back and it reminded him of the gray lady. He looked for her and was disappointed not to see her. Maybe she was upstairs in the peek-a-boo going down on someone or vice versa. His dick swelled, thinking of her sucking him. He let his imagination run wild and could almost see her staring up at him through her glasses with his cock in her mouth, her red lips sealed tight on him. He’d grab that ponytail and hold on for dear life.

  He nearly groaned out loud, and hopped off the stool. He needed some air and walked up to the pool with his beer. Wendy and Conn stood with a crowd at one of the tables. He approached and was welcomed into the group.

  “Is this your first time at Desire?” A fully clothed woman inquired.

  “Yes. It’s not the first time I’ve been asked to come though. I travel a lot and it finally fit my schedule.” Rob wondered why she didn’t prance around with barely anything on.

  “Rob, this is China.” Wendy introduced them. “She’s the floor manager and another owner.”

  “If you’re wondering why I’m dressed, it’s because I like to keep a clear head and a close eye on everything. It’s important for our guests to have the best experience.”

  “I was wondering,” he admitted.

  “I use the facilities during the off-hours. Trust me, I get my kicks here too.” She gave him a wicked smile.

  Rob raised his eyebrows at her confession. Then he wondered why he should be surprised after everything he was being exposed to tonight.

  The other people in the group were wrapped in towels and one large woman had on the oddest-looking outfit. Two panels of black latex slapped to her. The front just covered her tits and ended above her pussy, the back piece stopped halfway down her ass. The front and back were laced at her sides, holding the two together. It wasn’t the most flattering outfit but proved it didn’t matter what your shape or size. All were welcome.

  Another woman had a towel slung around her hips, like the guys, leaving her breasts bare. This place was a feast for the eyes. Rob sucked back his beer, suddenly feeling very out of place in his clothes. He wasn’t an exhibitionist by nature, but he did have a hankering to get out of the clothes and relieve the strain against his hard-on. A towel would do just nicely.

  Wendy stepped back and he followed her gaze. Gray lady approached with her friend. “Karen, Jill. Come, I want to introduce you to someone.”

  They sidled up to the crowd and Rob was taken with Gray. She had a reserved sultriness that hinted at a wildness he’d love to discover. She met his gaze and he recognized nervousness in their hazel depths. Everything about her was cool and soft. His cock hardened.

  “This is Rob, an old friend who we’ve finally been able to drag here.” Wendy leaned forward and spoke in a low tone. “I think he was afraid to come.”

  The two women laughed and Jill, the redhead, spoke. “It definitely can be overwhelming. Truth be told, it’s only my third visit.”

  Gray stayed silent. Rob prompted her, “And you, Karen?”

  She sipped her wine and met his gaze, the clarity in her eyes astonishing. “My first time.”

  “Who’s up for a skinny dip?” the large woman called out and presented her side to the man behind her. “Unlace me.” Her tone was commanding. Seconds later, she was naked and then pulled the towel from her man. Grabbing his hard cock she led him to the pool and stepped down the ladder. The other two couples in the group followed, leaving him, Karen, Wendy, Conn and Jill standing there.

  “Karen, do you want to go in?” Jill asked in a low whisper.

  She looked at her. “Only if you do.”

  Arousal curled in his gut and fanned into his hips, thinking of these two ladies swimming naked with him. He glanced at the pool and the other couples were clustered in groups. Some drinking and some kissing.

  Then Jill turned to him, pulling his attention from the pool. “Will you go in, Rob?”

  He wasn’t anticipating the question and now faced with it he realized he did want to swim. Before he could answer her, Jill looked over his shoulder.

  “Oh! They’re smoking. I’ll be back in a minute.” She dashed off and climbed onto the wide lounge in the darkened corner with a group of people.

  “So, Karen, did you want to go in?” Wendy asked her.

  “I didn’t bring a suit.”

  “Well, we can fix that.” Wendy peeled off her bikini top and stripped her bottoms down her legs. Rob tried not to ogle his friend. He knew she had great tits but seeing them now, bare, exposed to him, was the last thing he expected.

  Karen looked at Wendy and chewed her lower lip. Would she or wouldn’t she strip? Take off her very businesslike clothes. Rob realized he was anticipating her answer and wishing she’d make up her mind quickly. He wanted to lay eyes on her hidden body and see if she was really as smoking hot as he thought she was.

  “So?” Wendy asked her again.

  Karen gulped the last of her wine and set the glass on a table. “What the hell? Why not?” She looked at Rob. “Are you coming in too?”

  He didn’t miss a beat. “Yep. Sounds like a great plan.”

  She smiled and he returned it. Looked as if he might be getting some tonight after all. He watched her undo the buttons on her blouse and sucked in a breath when the mauve bra, cradling her very nice tits, was exposed to him.

  She met his gaze and it was as if her mannerisms suddenly changed from shy to temptress. Every move smooth and controlled as she stripped until she stood in only her bra and panties.

  “I thought you were coming in too?” Her voice held a note of teasing.

  “Don’t worry. I am. But your little strip there was too entertaining to miss.” He whipped off his shirt and jeans, tossing them on the chair. She dropped her gaze to his briefs and smiled. He was hard and in charge. If she wanted to see, he would show her, and his shorts landed on the pile of clothes.

  Her gaze widened and he felt very studly. Yep, every guy wanted a chick to like the dick. He walked to the pool ladder and looked back at Karen. She still stood in her bra and panties. He raked his gaze over her. Her curves were sexy and alluring. Not a skinny, bony thing, but shapely and nice. He itched to touch her.

  “I thought you were coming in too?” he asked.

  Karen faced him and reached behind to unsnap her bra. He waited, his cock waited, and he wished she would fucking hurry.

  Her panties and bra joined her pile of clothes. She strode toward him, her breasts bobbed and her hips swayed. She was gorgeous. Why she would be shy to show off that body he had no idea. Rob took her in from head to toes, stopping for a longer perusal on her tits and pussy. A thin strip of dark hair was all she had, leaving her lips bare to his gaze.

  She stopped in front of him and he took in her hardened nipples before meeting her gaze. “So then, shall we?”

  Karen smiled and nodded, moving a little closer to him as he stepped down the ladder—her breasts, belly, pussy and thighs so close to his face as he descended he could have reach out with his tongue to taste her.

  He paused on the stairs, his gaze falling on the neatly trimmed strip of her curls before him.

  Chapter Three

  Karen trembled uncontrollably. She stood naked—naked!—in front of a strange man and not only him. In front of a whole crowd of people. She glanced around and forced herself to relax. The others were far too distracted to notice her. She tried to keep tough, strong, and not wither like a violet. But it was damn hard.

  It was all she could do to not cross her arm over her breasts
and place her other hand over her pussy. That would be so prudish and totally not fitting for this kind of club so she kept her hands by her thighs, pressing her fingers into her flesh to keep them still.

  The chill of the fall night swirled down from the surrounding buildings and whispered over her flesh. Karen felt her nipples rise up. Steam rose from the heated pool water shrouding them in its mist. It was now or never.

  She smiled at Rob and walked toward him, suddenly not so shy and feeling the power of her sexuality. She let her hips sway just a little more than normal and felt the bounce of her breasts. Glancing down at him she saw his cock jump and the need to curl her fingers around his impressive thickness made her fingers twitch.

  Thank God for wine.

  If it hadn’t been for the few glasses she’d already had to get her nerve up to swing around the pole, she wouldn’t be standing here bold as brass and naked in public. Part of her saving grace was the fact the others in the pool were intent on their own activities, barely noticing anyone else.

  The whole night so far was beyond anything she’d ever experienced before. Her intention of coming was to support Jill and her pole dance workshop. When that nude Asian girl had pulled her to the pole Karen had squelched the urge to yank her hand free of her grip and flee. She’d had nowhere to go. Her ride was Wendy and Conn. Whom she couldn’t see right then.

  Rob—she was sure that was his name—waited on the top rung of the pool ladder, his eyes glued on her. He’d checked her out pretty thoroughly and she wasn’t going to let a little bit of shy keep her from returning the favor. It had been a very long time since she’d had anyone remotely as hot as him. He was powerful, ripped, and she wanted to run her hands over his bulging muscles. Just the thought of pressing herself next to him was enough to get her pussy throbbing with anticipation and her nipples hard and begging for attention.

  Karen closed her eyes briefly and enjoyed the rush of desire that flowed through her veins. She was horny and wanted sex. Uncomplicated, satisfying, wild-and-crazy sex. Actually acknowledging that to herself was liberating. Now standing so close before this gorgeous hunk of a man sent her into a near tailspin. All he had to do was lean a little bit forward and his lips would be able to brush her tingling skin. Her inner voice cried out to him. If only he could read her mind.

  Rather than do as she secretly hoped he would, he descended the stairs and paused when his face was level with her belly. Well, maybe a bit lower. His warm breath blew across her mound. She locked her knees and prayed she wouldn’t fall into a heap on him, drowning them both.

  She glanced down at him and he up at her. All she had to do was reach out and run her palm over his short cropped hair and pull him until his face pressed against her. Karen imagined him sliding his tongue lower, seeking out her clit while he pressed his fingers into her pussy. She moaned and the delicious thought made her shiver.

  “You’re trembling.” Karen barely heard his deep voice above the jets of the hot tub off to the side.

  “I know.”

  He reached out and slid his hands up her thighs to cradle her ass. “I like that.”

  His words, touch and the atmosphere of sex surrounding them wrapped her in an erotic haze, making her legs turn to jelly. She grasped for the stair railing but there was no need. Rob curled his arms around her hips, both catching and pulling her down at the same time. She let him do what he wanted and he carried her backward, his face now flush to her. Exactly as she wished only moments before.

  He eased them down. Their bodies slid against each other. The delicious bump and slip of her breasts over his face and down his muscled chest stole her breath. His cock thrust between her thighs and she widened them so he could slip easily until he nestled next to her pussy. The contact sent electric bolts shooting through her. Karen wrapped her arms around his neck, not wanting to let him go. He lowered them until the warm water of the pool rose up their chests.

  She was liquid in his arms. Lost in sensation as the water buffeted her. Karen lifted her legs and wrapped them around his hips. His cock was impatient against her pussy and she ached to tip her hips just enough for him to slip in. But common sense crept in and knocked on her passion-blurred brain. Condom, silly girl. We need a condom.

  But that didn’t stop her from pulsing her hips so he slipped between her pussy lips and bumped against her clit. He groaned and lowered them farther into the water. It lapped at their shoulders. Karen met his gaze, his face shadowed by her head from the muted glow of spotlight behind her. It cast a soft blue radiance across the water, making her feel as if they were floating in a tropical lagoon. Steam rose around them, cocooning them in its fragrant warmth.

  “So what’s your story?” Rob gazed at her, his eyes roving over her nose, lips, to come back up and snare her gaze all over again.

  “Story?” She still trembled, even though she wasn’t cold. It was his nearness, the press of her breasts and brush of her nipples on his muscled chest, covered with a perfect balance of hair. She dropped a hand and flattened it over his pectoral muscle, loving the hard power that rippled through it. She fanned her fingers and pressed lightly, so loving the feel of him. She was like a starved woman, not having touched a man in far too long.

  “Yeah, all buttoned-up tight like you were. Skirt, top, shoes.” He reached up and pulled her hair from the ponytail. “That’s better.”

  Its auburn length swung just below her chin. She knew it would puff up into a riot of ringlet curls before long.

  “I-I’d just come from work, no time to change, except put a different skirt on.”

  “A nice tight one that shows your ass.”

  A giggle welled up in her but she bit it back and smiled instead. “I’m glad you approve.” He thrust his hips, bringing her awareness back down between her thighs where his very persistent erection made itself known. “Oooh,” she moaned and closed her eyes. “You feel so good.”

  “Keep your eyes closed.”

  “Why?” Karen whispered but did as she was told.

  Water sluiced around her shoulders and then the corner of the pool was behind her back.

  “You look sexy with your eyes closed.”

  Karen licked her lips, moistening them. Getting hornier by the second. The ache in her lower belly becoming acute and agonizing.

  “Ahh,” he groaned, “see what I mean? You’re a sexy bitch.”

  A shiver rippled through her at his dirty talk. Karen was slightly shocked by it, but loved it a whole lot more. No one had ever talked dirty to her and she wanted him to keep it up.

  “Lean back.”

  She kept her eyes closed. His hand was on the base of her throat and he pushed her back, her chest rising from the water until the air swept across her exposed nipples. Cooler than the pool. The tips puckered and she wished, oh how she wished he’d suck them.

  “This is way too tempting to ignore.” His mouth pressed the swell of her breast and his tongue seared a trail to her nipple. He pulled it between his lips and sucked, flicking with his tongue at the same time.

  Sizzling currents sparked from her breasts, straight to her pussy. She was a boiling mass of trembling muscles sure to cause the water around them to bubble up in a froth. Rob pulled on the tight tip. His motion rough and exquisitely exciting. Grabbing his head with her hands, she held him tight, his short hair rubbing her palm like brushed velvet. No way was she letting him go. If she did, she might lose the momentum of living in the moment.

  Water sloshed between them when he let her nipple go and blazed a scorching trail from breast to breast. Karen arched her back as he sucked her nipple between his lips, laving and pulling. She rocked under him and tightened her legs around his hips, pounding her heels on his ass to bring his cock closer to her.

  She craved him. Wanted him to drive deep into her. Fuck her mindless. She pushed at his head.

  “R-Rob, upstairs?”

  He tipped his head slightly, keeping her nipple between his lips. She was pinned by the intensity of his
gaze. Holy shit, she’d just invited this hot man to go upstairs with her. That meant to fuck. Right?

  Immediately the image of the woman getting eaten out earlier flashed in her mind. Right on its heels was a shot of alarm. If she did go up with him, others may watch as she had. She stared at Rob, hoping her confusion wasn’t evident. As he raised his head from her breast he smiled and reached out his tongue to flick it on her stiffened nipple. Watching him play with it and knowing how much more could happen between them made up Karen’s mind. She pushed any thoughts of concern away. She would do it.

  He stood and slipped his hands behind her back and then down to cradle her ass, her legs still tight about his hips. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her face tucked into the curve of his throat and he walked through the water to the ladder. The thick vein in his neck throbbed beneath the corded muscles. Karen pressed her lips against the pulse and nibbled up to his jawline. He was so strong and powerful, it gave her the sensation of being delicate and utterly feminine in his arms.

  She turned his face to her and caught his lips. There was no hesitation between them. Mouths opened and tongues knotted, breathing into each other. He could kiss, oh God did he know how. Karen had never experienced the rush of raw, pure, sweet, molten desire from a simple kiss before. But this was no straightforward kiss. This one meant so much more.

  Karen dropped her feet to the bottom of the pool, loving the slippery skin-on-skin friction of their bodies. Taking their play out of the pool would lose the unfettered, weightless sensation. She burned with a deeper need to be taken, overpowered, and the water hindered that. Slowly, she pulled her lips from his and ran her hand over his shoulder and down his muscled arm to weave her fingers in his. She gave him a slight tug and stepped toward the ladder.

  “Upstairs.” Her single word said it all. Rob smiled and followed her.

  The steam rising from the water eddied in a miasma around them, keeping the other couples locked in their own sexual worlds. It was just her and Rob. The rest didn’t matter.

  She turned and placed her foot on the bottom rung, rising from the water. She felt his hand on her waist and sucked in a surprised breath when he flexed his fingers on her ass as she climbed the next step. His hands naturally slid lower, down her hips and over her thighs. His finger slipped along the crease of her ass, sending a flurry of unexpected delight pouring through her. She paused for the briefest moment, surprised by the erotic longing his fingers produced. She’d never had backdoor play before and this new sensation he roused in her was shocking. She didn’t want the stair climb to end, but it had to if they were going upstairs.