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not that simple,  her brain insisted. 
    But if it could be, would I have stayed?
    She chewed her lower lip, tasting the indents from his teeth there. 
    She was afraid of the answer.

    ***

    Helena made a beeline for the shower as soon as she got home. After removing her shoes and  peeling off her sweat-soaked dress, she glanced in the mirror. She inspected her nude body, trying to see herself as Torsten saw her. He really called her beautiful and told her how badly he wanted her...
    Her breasts and hips had red marks from where he handled them, but she was so pale she could get red marks from a gentle hug. She wasn’t sure what he saw. In her own eyes, she looked like every other Scandinavian woman.
    She shook her head and broke eye contact with her reflection. Gingerly, she stepped under the scalding water and lathered up her loofah with body wash. She scrubbed her skin vigorously as if to wash off every trace of him that still touched her. 
    She barely slept that night. Her body was exhausted, but her mind still raced. Every time she closed her eyes, Torsten's glorious naked body appeared behind her eyelids. Even in her mind, she couldn't get away from him. 
    Without thinking, her hand fell to her clitoris and began rubbing as she focused on his image in her mind. His eyes so intensely blue, staring at her with such lust and wanting. His tattooed arms carrying her, setting her down gently, and disappearing under her dress. 
    Her recollections felt just as vivid as the real thing. The friction of his short beard against her skin brought shivers up her spine. The agony of her pussy entrance being teased by his swollen cock. She wondered what it tasted like. 
    She recalled his hot breath in her ear, commanding her to come as he pounded into her mercilessly. 
    "Ugh, Torsten," she whispered and pressed her fingers against her clit to release the small orgasm desperate to come out. She shuddered and sighed from the release. It wasn't nearly as intense as the two from him, which had stolen most of her energy, but her body clearly still wanted him.
    Helena caught her breath after a few moments and flipped onto her side for probably the tenth time. She turned her pillow sideways, parallel to her body, and hugged it tightly.
    An intense longing came over her like an ocean wave. Tears welled up in her eyes. In the months leading up to her divorce, she felt lonely, but not like this. She got used to loneliness since she felt its presence many times during her marriage too. 
    But right then, she needed someone there. It was a hunger that lay dormant for months but suddenly awakened. She yearned for the warmth of a body nearby. A body that could melt against hers, sealing into each other like a key into a lock. 
    She knew she was strong enough make it through life alone, but she didn't want to. Maybe some people could be happy not sharing their lives with anyone, but not her. In order to be truly happy, she needed someone at her side. She needed someone to hold her up when she was down and to do the same in return. Her life needed another person to mold the future with her into one worth living. 
    This was more than loneliness. She felt incomplete. 
    And after struggling internally all night, to the point of driving herself mad, she could finally place a word on how she felt with Torsten. When he kissed her, brought her to the edge of orgasm with his hands and mouth, growled with that inhumanly sexy voice in her ear, and finally fucked her brains out with his tremendous cock, that made her complete. 
    I already blew my chance at that. And with my luck, Torsten has ruined me for all other men.

    ***

    Somewhere around four in the morning, Helena gave up on sleeping. She sat up in bed and tried to decide how she would spend the day. Anything to get her mind off Torsten would be a start.
    Well, I’ll never see him again. Out of sight, out of mind, the saying goes.
    She dressed in soft lounge pants and a tank top and started a

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