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“Good thing I’m your husband.”

Taking a deep breath, I shook my head. “You’re unbelievable. You’re worse than when you were a teenager, you know that?”

“What can I say? You bring it out in me.”

I rolled my eyes and glanced down at his dick. “You’re hard. That’s very unprofessional.”

“Kitten, I’m a man. You’re naked, and you make sex noises while you’re getting a massage. Be worried if I wasn’t hard right now.”

“You’re the absolute worst,” I stated, laying down on my back instead of my front.

In one swift movement he tore the blanket off.

“Hey!”

“We don’t need that anymore. Now close your eyes and relax for me, kitten.”

“Is this why you booked all the bungalows?”

“I wouldn’t let that fuckboy see you naked. You think I’m going to let anyone else?”

“Please tell me you didn’t call him that.”

“I didn’t.”

Closing my eyes, I replied, “Okay.”

“I just slammed the door in his face.”

My eyes popped open. “Tristian!”

“Keep your eyes closed.”

I did as I was told while he rubbed my inner thighs.

“Where did you get the table?”

“I called down for it.”

“That poor masseuse, I can’t imagine what he’s thinking.”

“Be grateful I answered the door on my way out to the gym. If I would have walked in to find his hands all over you, it’d be a much different story.”

“Oh, because that would have been a travesty. A massage therapist doing his job.”

Inching higher, he rubbed closer to my core. The touch of his hands continued their exploration on my limbs, and it ignited my nerve endings into a smoldering fire.

“And I’m doing my job.”

“What’s your job exactly?”

“Keeping my wife satisfied.”

“Is that what you think you’re doing?”

“I don’t think, I know.”

As soon as the last word left his mouth, he began caressing my breasts in soft but demanding touches. The lotion he was using made it easier for him to slide up and down my breasts to the sides of my stomach.

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