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legs. His ample arousal jutted high into the air, ready to take pleasure in her mouth. But she’d follow procedure, spending time on other parts of his body first. With the eletin in her system reducing her inhibitions and heightening her body’s responses every time she touched his bare skin, if she broke the routine she’d come to memorize, she’d wind up putty in his hands. Not ideal for her first client. She had to remain in control.
    After she’d poured more oil onto his chiseled chest, she leaned forward to massage it in. She pressed firmly into his hard muscles, not having to push through scales and layers of other physiological coverings like the mannequins she’d used in training. Aris’s body presented everything out front to her, including his damn enticing cock. Never before had she wanted a male appendage in her mouth so much. She tried to ignore the tip pressing against her stomach, dancing against her skin with every stroke of her hands across his chest. But she couldn’t. Cream built up in her molten core, urging her to take the massage into foreign territory. She longed to be filled by a man. By Aris.
    No ! She leaned back, skipping the massage of his temples, his scalp, and his underarms, for she was required to lean over him rather than move around to his head, and that would take her core dangerously close to his hard shaft. She couldn’t allow him to bring her any pleasure, heighten her emotional connection to him, and leave her susceptible to heartbreak. Aris is your client .
    Kalara and Jacobus both swore her heart would recognize the difference between a client and a lover, but she preferred to keep her heart guarded from them all.
    Working Aris’s inner thighs, Xia returned to a safer zone. Yet his engorged flesh now stood tall and in her face, tempting her again to take him into her mouth. His alluring, musky scent radiated into her nasal passages, overpowering the eletin. Her resolve wavered, but she couldn’t give in, refused to give up control. His pleasure and subsequent release remained her goal for the night, not her own.
    Aris thrust his hips into the air. “I’m ready for you to massage my dick with your sweet mouth.”
    She rolled her eyes. What had she seen in him? He was just there to satisfy his own needs. He’d only be a one-time client, and never call on her again.
    In her dreams, though, he’d forsaken his own pleasure for hers, made sure he left her satisfied, complete. She’d never felt that way before, not even by her own devices.
    With a deep breath, she sank her lips over his shaft. She couldn’t think of what her mind had created, only of what she’d been trained to do. Up and down she traveled, teasing the tip of his cock, giving it a lick or a nip with every pass. She used the same amount of suction that kept the monitors in the green during training, and gently fondled his testicles, as she’d been taught in class. She could do this and remain detached.
    He moaned and his entire body tensed. “Oh yeah, a tantalizing tongue, just as I imagined. No one has ever made me feel this way.”
    Her stomach clenched. He’d been with multiple women? How many? Sure, she would pleasure other men, too, but her job required it. Wait, why did she care? With every word he said, he made it easier to keep her distance from him.
    She toured his shaft with her tongue, her mouth, exploring his most sensitive areas, remembering the way his testicles puckered just before he came in her dream.
    It wasn’t real. He won’t want you after tonight .
    The faster she made him come, the sooner she’d be rid of him and the conflicting emotions battling in her heart.
    The muscles in his legs tightened, and as instructed, she pressed her thumb against his perineum. If she made his orgasm as intense as possible, he could possibly be asleep within minutes, and she’d be free for the rest of the night. She shoved thoughts of something more with Aris to the recesses of her mind. One day,