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“I was promised a rubdown with lotion; sounds like a massage to me.” She squirmed against him. Not that she thought she was going to get him hard again immediately—she wasn’t even sure she wanted to, she was exhausted—but she was pretty sure he would think it was cute and get her what she wanted.
She was right.
He chuckled again, his hands starting to caress her hips again.
“I suppose it does.”
Yay! She was getting a massage. Rae turned her head, so she could snuggle more against him without her braids getting in the way, luxuriating in both the bath and the man in it with her. This was… bliss.
She didn’t want the week to end.
So, don’t think about that. Think about something else.
“By the way, you really don’t need to worry about me running off with a mysterious masked Dom,” she teased.
The soft caresses on her hips slowed but didn’t stop.
“I didn’t really think I did, but I also wasn’t really thinking. I just reacted,” Brian admitted. That was another one of the things she liked about him. He didn’t mind admitting when he’d made a mistake. “If there’s a next time, I’ll do my best to think before acting.”
“Good. You do that.” Rae squealed when his hands lifted to her breasts, gripping the slippery mounds and pinching her nipples hard in response to her sass. Her legs kicked up water and bubbles as she laughed, trying to get away, but of course, he was right behind her, so there was nowhere for her to go.
“That’s enough sass out of you, little miss,” he said sternly, giving each tender bud a little twist before releasing them.
Ouchies.
Rae settled back down against him, her nipples throbbing in response to the erotic abuse. Her arousal was simmering again, but her body needed a rest, so she decided not to poke at him anymore. He was liable to poke back.
“What are the ladies doing tomorrow?” Brian asked.
Rae made a little face. She didn’t really want to think about tomorrow. The days were slipping by too fast. There were only two more nights at the resort.
“Beach day. You?”
“The spa.” He caressed her hips again. “I’ll give you a massage tonight, but then I get one tomorrow.”
“Mmm, nice. I need to do them more often at home. My shoulders especially get so tight.”
Without even being asked, Brian’s hands drifted up from her hips, running along her arms and up to her shoulders, where he pressed his thumbs in.
“Oh, I didn’t mean you had to… but don’t stop.” Rae moaned as she leaned slightly forward, giving him better access to her shoulders. They might be improved after her spa day, but she was never going to say no to a free massage.
Especially when the person giving it knew what they were doing. Brian’s thumbs dug in on all her sorest spots. After soaking in the bath, she was feeling especially relaxed, so it was like he could dig in deeper.
“So you don’t get massages often at home?” he asked.
“The accounting firm I work at brings someone in during tax season once a week to give anyone who wants one a fifteen-minute sitting massage. It’s not the same, though.”
“No, though that’s more than most of us get. That’s nice that they do that.”
Rae shrugged minutely, not wanting to move too much and perhaps accidentally causing him to stop rubbing her.
“Gotta make up for the crazy hours somehow. I’m pretty sure part of the reason Domi wanted a fall wedding was so she didn’t have to try to schedule anything around my insane work schedule. There’s a fall tax deadline, too, but it’s not nearly as bad as the spring.”
“That makes sense,” he murmured, moving his fingers down her back.
Rae sighed with happiness as he kept massaging her muscles, working out some of the lingering knots and tension there.
Her schedule from January through April had been another point of contention for her and Damian. Rae bet Brian wouldn’t have been an ass about her long hours and that she’d been too tired to service him when she got home. He probably would have been the one servicing her.
