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Chapter Three

The vanilla girl could kiss, though Kyler suspected Ella wasn’t so vanilla after all Need swept through him as he cupped her warm cheeks and stared into her pretty eyes filled with a need, reaching into him on a level only another Dom could understand

Hold her

Ella’s desires were a song in his ears and pounded his rock-hard cock Pure, dos he shouldn’t ith a vanilla woive him what he needed He brushed his thu her hair over her face

When he had danced with her earlier, he’d noticed her scar To him, it beca er “What caused this?”

She lowered her chin, avoiding his gaze “A table became my arch nemesis”

He tucked a finger under her chin, couarded look, he assumed there was more to the story “You’re a beautiful woman, Ella, scar included”

Her gaze softened with her sweet s he’d htness in his chest Maybe the scar did make her insecure, but he wore scars from his life

A scar couldn’t detract from her beauty

Ella was lovely

Her breath was raspy, indicating her arousal Whether because of his presence or because she hadn’t been touched by a man in a while, Kyler wouldn’t make assumptions But under her heated look, his cock swelled

Some women hid arousal; Ella le coy bone in her body, he’d bet Her cheeks flushed brightly and her eyes widened, ee, dark pupils

Though all the sah Kyler’s ood Dom if he didn’t pay attention to the sadness in Ella’s soul It lay glaringly obvious in her expression

Yet he also couldn’t, wouldn’t, deny his pull toward her

Chemistry didn’t happen often The passion in Ella was palpable He yearned to find a home deep inside her Craved to dive into her, take her over while looking into those expressive eyes Still he paused, knowing she had a working relationship with Aidan He couldn’t fuck this girl and walk away But he was slowly coht not want to walk away