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on his face hot enough to melt wax…or her legs. Right now, it was her legs. They were sliding apart of their own volition. A true mind of their own, not that she disagreed with the action.
    “I seem to have found my teenage self,” he said, grabbing her legs and jerking her toward him. “Got something I want to try.”
    “Just one something?” she said, glancing up at him through her lashes. “I have many somethings I want to try on this vacation.”
    He grinned. “This is going to be an interesting couple of weeks.”
    “I sure hope so.”

Chapter Six
    “Turn around.”
    She drew her brows down into a frown but turned her back to him as requested. The whirlpool’s water swirled between her legs, stroking her inflamed flesh like a lover’s kiss. It wrapped itself around her breasts, bumping them, bouncing them in the current. When he pressed his front against her back, his cock trapped between them, the shiver that coursed through her jolted them both.
    “Walk forward,” he said into her ear before rimming the edge with his talented tongue.
    Sexual energy sizzled through her veins. She walked forward toward a hard, pounding jet, wondering if they both had the same idea.
    “Spread your legs.”
    She did.
    “Wider.”
    She complied.
    “Wider,” he ordered, this time a harsh demand and not a request.
    Her feet were spread well past the width of her shoulders. The whirling water moved in and around her sex, tickling and teasing her with laps and taps on her swollen flesh. Dear Lord. She wasn’t sure how much she could take, but she was more than willing to find out.
    “Stay there,” he ordered in a deep voice. “Don’t move.”
    He stepped back and she immediately missed the feel of his bristly chest hair on her back. She heard the rip of foil behind her and then he crushed himself against her. He slipped a hand over her hip and between her legs. He pushed two fingers between her vulva lips and splayed them, laying her sensitive nub vulnerable to the pounding of the jet.
    She jerked as the first sharp stream of water hit her. She moaned when it was followed by a second blast.
    “Good,” he breathed into her ear. “Good girl. Arch your ass up. Higher, babe. Higher.”
    She was on her tiptoes, her leg muscles tense with the strain. From behind, the head of his thick cock pushed at the entrance to her sex. She moved her hips backwards until the tip slid barely inside. He dug his fingers brusquely into her hip flesh, holding her bottom arched and immobile as he abruptly thrust deep. She gasped, her eyes rolling back in her head. He was huge and hard and filled her totally.
    He pulled back slowly and adjusted her hips until the pulsing water again beat relentlessly on her clit. She cried out. The tension inside was painful but not. He again slammed into her, the action making the water wave around them.
    “I’m dying here,” she said between quivers.
    He began thrusting at a rapid rate, repositioning her as necessary to provide maximum contact of the rapidly firing water bursts with her nub. Her legs shook and threatened to fail. Her toes were cramping. She bent her knees and then straightened.
    “I don’t think I can stand it much longer,” she said, grunting and panting with each hard ram of his cock inside her. “My legs are going to collapse.”
    Wrapping a muscular arm around her waist, he held her steady as he continued his assault from behind while the pounding jets continued their attack from the front.
    Then an electrical wave jolted her. She cried out as the charge from her orgasm tore through her.
    Drake slammed inside a couple of times more then he groaned, his forehead on her shoulder. His breaths came in rapid pants…hot and moist across her neck.
    “Damn,” he muttered.
    KC lowered the soles of her feet to the bottom of the whirlpool and turned the side of her hip toward the jets. She was done for now. Totally spent. A ragged gasp slipped from her lips.
    “You okay?” he asked,