The Lust Boat by Roz Lee Read Free Book Online Page B

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    Thor cut her off. “Then let us make you feel good.” He lifted her hand and placed it palm down on the table beside her hip. “Your Ryan is a natural. After today, he will have the knowledge to bring you great satisfaction.”
    The moan escaped her as Thor flipped the wrap open to expose her bushy mound, covered by the scrap of white cloth he’d optimistically called an undergarment. She knew she should sit up and slap him silly, but it felt too good. Ryan’s hands mirrored Thor’s as they gently rolled her thighs open and kneaded the soft flesh there. She tried to block Thor out of her mind and imagine only Ryan’s hands on her. Fingers slid between her folds, protected by the fine silk panty. “Ah, Ryan, you are a lucky man,” Thor said. “See how she responds to your touch?”
    Could this get any worse? The silk panty clung to her skin as the fabric pressed into the moisture pooling there. “Put pressure here.” The heel of his hand pressed down over her mound. Thor demonstrated the technique, rolling his hand against her. “Now you try it.”
    Thor’s hand left her, taking his heat with him, only to be replaced by Ryan’s hand that burned even hotter. She’d never been more embarrassed in her life, but oh God, it felt good. Ryan’s touch overwhelmed her, reduced her to a mass of raw nerve endings. Thor continued to issue instructions to Ryan. His voice faded away in the sensual haze Candace drifted in. Lost in the incredible warmth and the need building inside her, she moved her hips, lifting against the delicious pressure Ryan created.
    Ryan removed his hand and she came crashing back to reality. Thor pressed her hips back to the table. Thor spoke to Ryan as if she wasn’t lying on the table between them. “You are very good at this. It will be much better without the barrier between you.”
    “Relax again for me, Candace.” His voice soothed as his fingers slid beneath her wrap where it was tucked together over her breasts. “Let us see your beautiful breasts. I will show Ryan how to touch you there as well.” The wrap parted and fell over her arms. Instinctively, she jerked her hands to try to cover herself, but Thor anticipated her and smoothed her hands back to the table before he continued down her legs, easing her thighs back together. His hands continued all the way to her ankles. He caressed her feet before returning to her torso. “There, sweet. You are beautiful. Ryan is a lucky man.”
    Thor spread his hands over her stomach and hips, kneaded his way up to her waist and over her ribs, to press up and under her breasts. “Like this, Ryan. A woman is very sensitive here.” He lifted one breast and traced his index finger along the underside. She’d never known how sensitive her skin was there, couldn’t have imagined the current that seared her when Ryan repeated the motion on her other breast. Her back arched into his touch. She squeezed her eyes and lips tight to contain the moan working its way up her throat.
    A soft voice, Thor’s, told her to relax, as a hand pressed against her rib cage. She let out her trapped breath and sank against the table. Thor removed his hand, but Ryan continued to touch her, holding her breast in his palm, and stroking his thumb along the bottom edge. It felt so good. No one had ever touched her with so much reverence, as if her pleasure was his as well.
    “Candace, my dear,” Thor crooned. “If you will turn to your stomach now I will show Ryan how to touch your back.” With Thor’s help, she managed a reasonably smooth flip. Somewhere along the way, Thor took her wrap so she lay face down wearing nothing but the tiny silk panty. This time, Thor started with her neck and shoulders, demonstrating how to ease the tension there. Ryan’s fingers kneaded and stroked under Thor’s guidance. Candace relaxed and savored the pampering.
    The pair slowly worked down her arms and massaged her hands, returning to her shoulders and sliding down