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finger down her slippery crease. Fire spread through her, out of control. She thrust her hips up against his hand, whimpering from the force of her desire.
    With his thumbs, he parted her labia, and bent to plunge his tongue inside. His soft hair brushed her inner thighs and his coarser mustache pressed against her clit, awakening nerves she didn’t know she had.
    She cried out, nearly overwhelmed with the intense stimulation. Nothing in this world had ever felt so good. She lifted her legs, one at a time, and propped them on his broad shoulders, giving him access to any part of her that he wanted.
    His tongue moved to her clit, and she screamed his name. He pressed his mouth against her firmly, sucking and teasing her engorged bud with the tip of his tongue.
    Delirious with pleasure, she closed her eyes and panted for air. More! She craved more of his tender mercy! The power of her long-suppressed desires consumed her like a raging fire, spreading through her body and sizzling on her skin. Deep inside, she bloomed outward like a flower reaching for the sun.
    God in heaven! Never let this sweet torture end!
    Muscles deep within her pelvis contracted, absorbing his energy, begging for more. The convulsive waves that followed sent her spinning into a flight of rapture. Not until the orgasm released her completely from its grip did he stop and lift his head.
    “Thor!” she cried. “It was wonderful!”
    “That’s just a hint of things to come,” he promised. He gathered her into his arms and slipped her under the covers. “Your education is just beginning.”
    “Don’t go. Please. Sleep with me tonight.” Just the thought of welcoming him into her bed aroused her again.
    He began stripping off his clothes. “I have no intention of leaving.”
    * * * * *
    When Thor awoke the next morning, dawn’s light was gleaming around the edges of the window shades. He reached out for Shelley. The place beside him was vacated, yet still warm from Shelley’s body.
    The sound of water running in the bathroom lured him out of bed. A wedge of light showed him the bathroom door was ajar—probably on purpose. He entered and paused when he spotted Shelley’s blurry form through the glass shower enclosure. Steam wafted out over the open top, clouding the atmosphere. The scent of peaches filled the air.
    The details of her body were indistinct through the water-drenched glass, but he made out the lines of her figure. She appeared to be lathering her hair with shampoo.
    She opened the shower door a crack and peered out. Her hair was swooped up on her head, covered with suds. Her eyes widened at sight of him.
    “How are you feeling this morning?” he asked.
    “Fine. Just fine.” Her gamine smile gave her an impish appeal. “The vitamins worked.”
    “Good.” Thor grinned and stepped into the shower. “Let me give you a hand.”
    His brawny body left little extra space for her. She retreated to the far corner, smiling happily.
    “Turn around, sweetheart,” he said, grabbing a washcloth off a small rack hanging from the shower pipe. “Let me scrub your back.”
    She handed him a tube of bath gel and turned around. He squeezed a dollop of the viscous liquid onto the cloth and rubbed it in circles across her shoulders and down her spine. She almost purred.
    Not satisfied, Thor dropped the cloth and ran his bare hands over her smooth satiny skin. Oops! He glanced down as his cock jumped to attention. Oh, well…
    Reaching for the bath gel again, he whispered, “Spread your legs.”
    To his surprise, she followed his instructions without hesitation. Her hands were still moving idly through her sudsy hair, which put her elbows on a level with her ears. He started up high, stroking her arms from the elbows down to the exquisite hollows under her arms, then further down her rib cage to the swell of her hips. She was sure a curvy little thing, he realized, spanning her waist with his hands.
    He pulled her back against himself and rubbed