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“I don’t like massages.”
“Tristian, you literally walk like you’re about to get into a fist fight. They’d work wonders on you. All the stress you carry. I bet it would do you some good. A nice deep tissue massage. Plus, it’s relaxing.”
“Paying someone to hurt me isn’t what I call relaxing.”
I rolled my eyes. “On that note, I’m going to jump in the shower really quick. You can tell them to set up out on the balcony. I’d like to have my massage while overlooking the water.”
“I’ll relay the message.”
I nodded and wrapped the blanket around my body before I walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I tried preparing for my massage by relaxing in the warm water that felt amazing on my sore muscles.
In the last three days since we’d gotten married, Tristian had spent more time inside of me than any other man I’d been with. Not that I slept around or anything. I’d only been with three other men aside from Tristian. Dating was never on my mind. It was the least of my concerns. Men were either intimidated by my success or they were trying to profit from it. It never changed, so it was easier to let it go all together.
After I finished my shower, I put on my face creams, and my robe, and then made my way back into the living room. I smiled when I saw the massage table ready for me on the balcony. I walked outside and tossed my robe on one of the chairs, then settled in onto the table with the blanket covering the lower half of my body.
“I’m ready!” I shouted, assuming they were in the bathroom, getting prepared.
Moments later, I heard footsteps coming toward me.
“You have no idea how excited I am for this massage. My neck and shoulders are killing me, but so are my lower back and inner thighs,” I informed. “If you could work those areas, please? I like a firm hand too. Don’t be afraid to get in there deep. I can handle it.” I closed my eyes the second I felt their hands on my shoulders. “Mmm…” I quietly moaned. “That feels great.”
I was in my own little world, where all my senses were alert and aching around me. I could tell I had a male masseuse based on how big his hands were. He eased his way down my back, and I couldn’t help it, moaning loudly. I wasn’t expecting to feel that much intensity from him touching me, but his hands were wonderful, only leaving a trail of heat that awakened my body with his strong movements.
He worked my neck for a bit before moving toward my lower back. I didn’t say anything when he slid the blanket down to the middle of my butt cheeks, thinking he was going to work that area. He did, kneading with his knuckles at first. I started to get uncomfortable as the blanket kept getting lower and lower until my ass was completely uncovered.
“Ummm...”
As soon as his hand slid between my legs, I jolted.
“Excuse me—”
There was no finishing my sentence. He rendered me speechless as his hand touched my core, causing me to shoot straight up on the table.
“What the hell?” Snapping around, I pulled the blanket to cover myself and came face to face with none other than Tristian. “Oh my God.”
He grinned, winking at me.
“I was literally about to punch you in the face! What are you doing?”
“Isn’t it obvious? I’m giving you a massage.”
I was beyond confused. “Where’s my masseuse?”
“I sent him away.”
“You did what?”
“No one touches my naked wife but me.”
“Tristian,” I clenched in a warning. “You’re being ridiculous. Did you think I wouldn’t have noticed? I ordered a massage, not a happy ending.”
“Now you can have both.”
“Are you for real?”
“Lay down, kitten. I owe you a massage, and I’m far from done.”
“Massage therapists aren’t supposed to touch your private areas.”
