Chapter 77
I feel her body shift and her hands slide from my shoulders to the top of my ass cheeks. Then I feel the heat of her body over me as she presses a soft kiss in the center of my back. My entire body shivers. Her lips are warm and soft.
“Talk to me about your finance class,” I say, trying to do anything to focus so I don’t blow my fucking load within two minutes of her touching me.
It works and while she and I talk, she focuses on the massage, spending a bit of time at my lower back. I moan invol- untarily at the feel of her working out the stress in my back.
“Too much pressure?” she asks.
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“No, it’s perfect. That feels really good,” I say. I can hear the difference in my voice. I’m very relaxed. I’m getting closer to that trance state that is the goal of the massage.
I can’t remember if we were done talking about her classes, but I’m so relaxed that I can’t muster the energy to ask
her.
She moves to my ass, massaging the muscles that I didn’t realize were sore, but are, especially around my hips. I moan again as her hands move to my thighs. She’s careful not to pull the hair out of my legs as she moves down to my calves.
When she gets to my feet, I moan loudly. I hear her chuckle.
“Sore feet?” she asks softly.
“Apparently,” I murmur. She spends time working on my arches and the knots she finds there as well as massaging the tops of my feet which also feel sore.
By the time she begins working her way back up my body, I’m very relaxed, more relaxed than I remember being in a long time. I can hear my breathing as it deepens, the cadence following the rhythm of the slow movement of her hands gliding over my muscles.
I jolt awake, looking around and realizing that Christina is gone. There’s a blanket over me and a note beside me on the nightstand.
‘Sleep well, Sebastian.‘
I look at the clock. Two a.m.
I get up and check the door. Locked.
I smile. She was looking out for me. I use the bathroom and get back into bed, pulling the blanket up and finding the spot she touched, breathing deeply and letting her scent lull me back to sleep.
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When I look, James has an eyebrow raised in my direction. “Last night was Christina’s first time acting as student. Her massage put me to sleep.” I turn and look at her. “I guess we’re good on trust.”
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