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this with every man I meet. There have been others—a few. You see, a woman out here—”
    Ki placed his finger on her lips and silenced her. “A beautiful woman need never explain herself. She has the privilege of remaining silent if she so wishes, and allowing that silence to speak for her.”
    The girl hugged him. “Thank you,” she murmured. “You’re special, Ki.”
    But Ki did not hear her. He slid down beside her, his lips caressing her flesh. He burned a trail down her neck, over her chest, to the twin peaks of her breasts. Now, with his tongue, he painted mystical patterns there before taking a budding pink nipple into his mouth. She shuddered and then stiffened for a moment, and then relaxed to enjoy him fondling and sucking her. He lightly bit on the roseate nipple and felt her start. She was inexperienced, he thought, and yet she knew what pleased her, as all women do. She allowed him to take control, trusting him.
    With his free hand, Ki explored the silky smoothness of her inner thigh. Her skin was marvelous to the touch, like the finest silk from the Japans, or the smoothest porcelain from China—yet much warmer. His fingertips stroked her there and touched lightly at the love nest at the juncture of her pale thighs. Then, with a single finger, he opened her nether lips, which were moist with anticipation. He probed gently there until he found the small button of flesh that sealed the secret treasure of every woman. She shuddered at his touch. Slowly, ever so slowly, he rubbed it, sliding his strong finger up and down, feeling the wetness increase. He brought her to the brink with his sure, even massage, and then pulled back.
    Barbara stifled a cry and looked down at him. Ki put his arms beneath her and lifted her further up onto the bed, until her head rested on the pillow and her navel was even with his face. He gave a playful flick of the tongue to her belly button, and she laughed.
    Then, with more serious intent, he lowered his head, spreading her legs at the same time. When she realized what he was doing, she said, “No, Ki! You mustn‘t!”
    Ki did not answer, continuing his sweet journey, his tongue poised to taste her dripping essence.
    â€œStop that, Ki!” she insisted. “You can’t. Don‘t—”
    But the intrepid warrior-lover would not retreat an inch. He buried his head in her steaming sex and teased and tortured her with his tongue. The girl bucked and squirmed under his ministrations. She nearly screamed as he licked her, swirling in and out of her flesh.
    Finally she cried out, “Oh, yes, yes, that feels so nice! Yes, I’ve never—” But she ran out of words and gave herself up to a quivering, completely shattering climax. Hot bolts of satisfaction warmed her from head to toe.
    Ki could feel her body registering the orgasm, and it gave him pleasure to see her beautiful face upturned, her mouth open but eloquently silent. He kissed her legs, working his way down to her feet, and heard her giggle.
    â€œReally!” she excaimed. “You do the strangest things to a girl. I’d like to visit that faraway place you come from. Ouch!” He bit at her toes. “Stop that. It feels funny.”
    â€œNo part of the body deserves to be ignored. I want to love all of you.”
    â€œWell, first I want to love you the regular way.”
    Ki raised himself up over her, planting his strong arms at her shoulders. He kissed her full on the mouth, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down. His chest crushed her soft, generous breasts as he rested his weight upon her. Their lips melded hotly as her fingers groped for the tumescent sword. Then she found it and guided it into her sheath. She was ready for him and he slid in easily, nearly to the hilt.
    Barbara gasped. “God, that’s wonderful, Ki. There’s so much of you.”
    â€œI am greater because I desire you.” He