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He pulled away, watching studiously as she directed him on exactly where to direct his ministrations. However, the real learning began when she demonstrated on Whip himself. He had never been touched tenderly by a member of the opposite sex. He was apprehensive at first; tensing. But Whip quickly found it to be an enthralling experience. The tigtly coiled muscles along his back and shoulders fell slack. His breath hitched in his throat and a strangled and wanting whine passed his lips. He wanted, though he did not yet know what he wanted for.

When she eventually pulled away, Whip returned his touch to Kalika's neck. He mirrored her movements teasingly as he worked his way along her youthful body.