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Brad continued to rub my shoulders and worked his way down my back, making sure to spend just enough time on each area and not overdo it. His hands were masterful, and I was in heaven as he continued lower. I felt his erection resting on my butt cheek as he shifted back slightly to reach my lower back. Then he moved down and began to rub each one of my cheeks, tenderly almost teasing me as his fingers moved to the area between my legs. My breath caught as he ever so slightly brushed his thumbs along my sensitive skin.
He picked up the oil, and I heard the lid open and close again before he rubbed his hands together and then began on the tops of my thighs. His hands stroked up my thighs and then down, then back up where they’d come closer to where I wanted them, but then he’d move them away again. It was an evil cat and mouse game, and I was ready for the cat to catch its prey.
After he went down to my feet, he slowly worked his way back up. When he got to my butt, he worked each cheek more carefully and then slid his hand between my legs. I was so ready for him now that I whimpered as he shifted his weight higher and began to work on my back again. As he readjusted his body, he intentionally rubbed his erection against the crack of my cheeks, and I arched toward him.
He leaned forward, kissing my shoulder and then moving my hair to kiss my neck. He ground his pelvis against me, and I arched again to add more pressure. He sat back up, shifting down my legs more so he could go back to rubbing my lower back, hips, and then he focused on the area between my thighs.
“Jesus,” he murmured as his fingers ran along my slick length. He continued to rub me, and then he inserted a finger. I pushed against him, ready for more, needing more.
I moved my hands from under the pillow to down alongside myself, so that I could touch his thighs. My fingernails trailed lightly over his skin as he inserted a second finger. I glanced over my shoulder as far as I could to see him staring down between my legs, and I arched more into his hand.
He looked at me, and I bit my bottom lip as he pressed deep into me. I couldn’t hold back the whimper that time. I needed more.
His ragged breathing now filled the air, and a moment later, he removed his hand and brushed his shaft against my aching flesh. He hissed as he did it a second time, and then he pressed himself slowly into me. I closed my eyes, enjoying every delicious inch of him.
I realized after a moment that he wasn’t wearing a condom this time. I was glad because I could feel him better, and I knew he could feel me more as he moaned softly and pulled out to go back in.
I let him control the speed for a few moments, but then I needed more. I shifted my hips and wiggled a bit, and he withdrew. I went to my knees, and he moaned louder as I gave him my backside. He readjusted himself so that he was right behind me and pushed right back in, holding my hips tightly as he seated himself deep within me. Now that’s what I needed.
I reached between my legs and rubbed the sensitive nub as he began to move. It didn’t take us long to climb that precious mountain, and I was right there with him when he let himself go.
Our movements slowed, and I felt him sag slightly against me for a few seconds before he moved away and fell to the mattress. I curled on my side and smiled at him. “That was the best massage I have ever gotten.”
He laughed. “You enjoyed that, huh?”
“Oh, I did.” I sat up. “But I don’t think we’re done yet.”
“We aren’t?”
“No, lie back.” I didn’t give him much of a chance to get settled before I was climbing over his hips and fitting him back inside of me. “I’m kind of a two-orgasm girl.”
“Whatever you need,” he said as I began to move. For as long as I’d been having sex, I needed to have two before I was satisfied. I moved over him, and his hands brushed over my body, squeezing my breasts as he pushed up his hips. His eyes closed for a moment, and I knew that he might be forty, but the man had a lot of repressed sexuality that needed to come out. Some men at forty would have been done for a few hours, but not Brad. Nope, he was right there with me.
I rode him until I began to feel the build again, and he pushed harder, faster as I ground myself against him. I let my head fall back on my shoulders, and it slammed into me again, and a moment later, his body stiffened under me as he joined me.
I collapsed onto his chest and let my heart rate slow. “Okay, I think I’m good now.”
His body vibrated with a silent laugh. “Is it weird that I totally love that you need to do that twice?”
I lifted my head and stared at him. “It only benefits you.”
“True, but maybe next time we should go for three for you.”
I lifted a brow. “You think you are up to that?”
He laughed. “I didn’t say three for me. I was thinking more of three for you.”
“Well, I’m willing to try if you are.” I couldn’t hold back the yawn that slammed over me.
“Why don’t you go clean up, and then you can get some sleep.”
“I’m not sure I can move,” I replied.
“Alright, then move over and let me go.” I rolled like a rag doll off of him and to the side of the bed. He went into the bathroom, and a few moments later, he returned with a wet washcloth and stared down at me. “Turn toward me.”
“You’re going to clean me now?” I asked with a laugh.
“Hey, I made the mess. I might as well clean it, too.”
