Chapter 2
“Fine, I’m fine,” I said quickly, way too quickly, my words tumbling out as I tried to play it cool.
She didn’t say anything right away, just continued with the massage, but now her touches felt different, more teasing, her fingers lingering a second longer than they needed to on every stroke.
She folded the sheet up carefully to expose more of my back and sides, and as she leaned over me to reach, I could feel the heat from her body radiating against my skin, her breath ghosting lightly over my ear for a moment.
Then, as she massaged up my sides again, her hand brushed across my chest—right over the thin fabric of the tube top, grazing my n****e in a way that sent it peaking hard instantly.
It was quick, but it felt so deliberate, and my body betrayed me completely, a moan
