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had become as laboured as my own, but otherwise there was nothing except the starbursts behind my eyes. I lost all track of time and the world around me.
    When I could focus again, he was gazing at me with a tenderness I couldn’t fathom, an affection like I’d never known. And at that moment Hyde Fortune became much more than my lover: he became my love. With every beat of my sheltered heart — every pulse of my awakening womanhood — I felt the rightness of what had just happened. We’d been born to this purpose, destined to create this fine, shining madness between us.
    There would never be another man for me.
    I didn’t tell him this, of course. It was too dangerous to think about, much less announce to the knave kneeling between my knees. As though he had no idea what he’d just put me through, his fingers began to massage me again.
    ‘What are you doing?’ I murmured. ‘Give me the words, Hyde, because my mother certainly didn’t.’
    ‘I’m stroking your pussy. Fondling your lovely cunt. Fingering your slit…your twat.’
    ‘My what?’ I rhymed with a low laugh. I spread even further for him, guiding his finger deeper. ‘Which word do you prefer?’
    ‘Whatever suits the moment. Actually, just the thought of this enticing little entry has brought Solomon more pleasure than you’ll ever know, on many a lonely night,’ he whispered.
    I stopped wiggling. ‘Solomon?’
    ‘My cock. He has such an upstanding reputation, he deserves the name of a great king, don’t you think?’
    I giggled, and Hyde responded by rising higher on his knees. With one hand he raised my curl-covered mound, which made the button hiding beneath it jut out like a little tongue. He then circled this sensitive area with his finger, apparently fascinated by the dew he saw seeping out.
    ‘That position I mentioned?’ he asked, looking anything but businesslike.
    ‘Yes?’ My head felt fogged in, and rational thought was now beyond me.
    ‘It’s at Heaven’s Gate, the monastery in the mountains where they make those irresistible chocolates and brandy cakes.’
    ‘I couldn’t eat a thing. In fact, at this moment, I could swear I’ll never be hungry again.’
    Hyde chuckled, still massaging my juices. ‘It just occurred to me, sweet Mary, that this little keyhole we’ve discovered is its own celestial opening…for which I alone now hold the key. Heaven’s Gate, indeed.’
    His words stopped my heart. Was he thinking, as I had, that we were destined to be together? Or had his tone taken on a possessiveness I was too naïve to hear?
    It didn’t matter. When his thumb found my erect little clit again, the intense sensation sent me up off the couch, clutching at him. ‘Hyde, please! I can’t bear any more!’
    He hugged me to his warm, solid body. I felt the rumble of laughter in his chest as he tugged my blouse from my waistband. ‘You’re delightful,’ he said, kissing the sensitive spot beneath my ear, ‘but what makes you think I’m finished? By the time I cast my entire spell, you’ll never be able to look at another man without getting aroused — wanting me, sweet lady.’
    It was a prophecy I dared not deny, for what did I know about the intimacies between a man and his woman? And why would I ever care about other men, when the one who now looked at me so lovingly had made me feel so complete? Cherished, in ways I never dreamed of.
    ‘You’re wearing too many clothes,’ Hyde teased, so we peeled away every layer of fabric that covered me. A few hours ago I would’ve been mortified to sit naked before a man; my conscience would’ve smouldered like coals from the Devil’s own fire. Yet now, my lover’s admiring gaze made me thrust out my chest, and I let out a laugh so brazen it could’ve drifted from a whore-house window.
    ‘Seems you’re the one who’s overdressed now,’ I said, my fingers flying to his buttons.
    ‘That’s the spirit!’ Hyde’s smile tightened, and he ripped at his clothing