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“Oops,” I repeated, mesmerized by her as she hooked two thumbs in the waistband and shoved the thong down to her ankles, bending over seductively and looking back over her shoulder at me as she slipped them over her feet.
“I… don’t think I can lie on my stomach now,” I said.
“Later,” she muttered, slipping on the robe and getting on the table, the open robe falling down either side. “It will be worth it.”
“I bet it will,” I said, disrobing as well. I saw her eyes flit over to me as I took off my boxers and my hard, throbbing cock pushed against the fabric of the robe like a tentpole.
I lay down, tucking it down between my legs and grabbing a towel from the table beside me to cover the part of my ass that was exposed. A few moments later, a knock on the door signaled the arrival of the two masseurs. One was a large lady with a serious expression and arms that rivaled a bodybuilder’s, and the other a petite woman who looked like a strong gust of wind could make her take flight.
Immediately, the larger one went to work on my back, and the sound of the first crack made me freeze in place. In a thick accent that I could only place as from somewhere in Eastern Europe, she leaned down and spoke to me.
“It won’t hurt if you relax,” she said.
I turned to face her to perhaps tell her that relaxing was impossible with her ham-hock hands rearranging my spine and was stopped before the words came out. The tiny one was currently standing barefoot on Kristen’s back, walking up and down it like a tightrope, and Kristen was making sounds that I had only ever heard her make in the bedroom.
“Don’t clench,” the woman said, and suddenly my back exploded in a sound that I could only describe as what happens when a person balls up a potato chip bag with the chips still inside.
A few hours later, we were in a hotel room in Powhatan, waiting for room service to bring our dinner to us and feeling like our bodies were made of jelly. When the knock on the door signaled their arrival, I made myself slide out of the bed to go retrieve it and tip them.
“I don’t know if I have the energy to eat,” Kristen said from her place on the bed. She was wearing the bathrobe from the massage parlor and nothing else, and I felt certain parts of my body wake up at the sight of her naked bottom half.
“I think I know a way of working up your appetite,” I said.
“Really?” she asked, her head turning toward me and a look in her eyes that dared me to continue my thoughts.
“Uh huh,” I said, taking off my shirt and shorts, all while maintaining eye contact.
“All right, I think I might have some energy left,” she laughed, and I crawled on top of her.
She wrapped her legs around me, and I pulled the covers over us, darkening our little world so it was just the two of us and the sheets. I slid inside her and groaned.
Kristen wrapped her arms around my neck and brought me in to a kiss, and I rocked into her slowly, reveling in the way her soft body molded around mine. My speed barely increased as the intensity grew, only the power of my thrusts. Her voice rose with each one, hands leaving my neck and grasping for sheets, for the bedframe, for pillows. Anything to give her control.
We came together in a powerful explosion of ecstasy, my body convulsing and twitching as I emptied into her. Her vibrating, bucking body squeezed mine until I was spent, and we collapsed into each other’s arms, a light laughter escaping both of our lips.
“Well, I have an appetite now,” she said. “But I really don’t want to move.”
“Here,” I said, flailing out and grabbing a strawberry from the dessert section of the tray. I held it in front of her mouth, and she took a bite, moaning in happiness.
“I want to stay here forever,” she said. “Just live my life getting massages, having sex and eating room service.”
“Me too,” I said, forcing myself to sit up and grab some plates and make us actual food before it got too cold. “You know,
, and she pulled me in for a deep kiss.
“Thank you,” she said.
“You’re welcome. Now eat this sandwich.”
“You always know just what to say, don’t you?”
22
KRISTEN
“I’m here.” A voice came from the kitchen, and I poked my head out of the bedroom to wave at Allison as she looked around the living room for me.
“I’ll be out there in a second,” I said.
