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“It’s not bad. But I think I might have also gotten hurt in other places,” I say with a small pout.
Immediately, Wade goes on high alert, and his body tenses. “Really? Where? Show me.”
I fan myself melodramatically. “I don’t know what it is, but my skin feels hot.”
Falling for my evil trick, Wade gently sets my foot down, moves closer, and kisses my forehead to test my temperature. “An infection? I’ll call the doctor.”
“No, it’s not a fever, not an infection. Just feeling really sore and achy under my clothes.”
Finally, Wade catches on, and his eyes darken. “Oh yeah?”
“Uh-uh. Do you think you could help me? I think a massage might help make it feel better.”
“You want a massage from a filthy, dirty man?”
I shouldn’t be doing this, should I? The man is 15 years older than me! Yeah, and I’ll bet he has the stamina of a war horse. He was mean to my friend! My friend accepted his apologies long ago.
Ah, to hell with my grudge. Nothing wrong with a little fun.
I bat my lashes and say, “That’s the only kind of massage that will help with what ails me.”
With a low growl, Wade presses his lips to mine as he crowds over me, pushing me flat on my back. His rough fingers find the chill bumps on my bare stomach. “Here? Is this where it hurts?”
I barely have the ability to answer between his fervent kisses. “A little higher,” I say, struggling with the hem of my shirt. He takes the lead and lifts my shirt over my head, freeing my arms in one effortless tug. I shiver again as Wade cups a thick hand around one of my breasts.
“Here?”
I let out a sigh. “Right there.”
“How about here?” His lips caress the swell of flesh that strains against the cup.
“Better.”
I don’t protest when he reaches around my back and unlatches my bra. I sit up briefly as he rids me of it. The reverent look in his eyes when he gazes over my bare chest makes me so very wet. The bra is barely tossed aside before Wade takes two overflowing handfuls of my tits. He accompanies the gentle squeezes with brushes of his thumbs over my taut nipples. “This the type of massage you were looking for, sweetheart?” Wade rumbles against my tender skin, kissing and licking every freckle while his hands caress and squeeze, working me up into a ball of unmitigated lust.
“Exactly what the doctor ordered,” I say, then gasp as he gently pinches one nipple.
“Look at you,” he says, utterly proud of what he holds in his two hands. “Look how ripe and soft. Almost too big for my hands. Perfect.”
I don’t know why this is working for me because I usually hate comments on the size of my boobs. When Wade says it, he makes me feel sexy and powerful.
He drags his hot mouth across the swells of my breasts, then takes one nipple into his mouth.
My body jerks at the attention. He floods me with sensation by swirling his tongue around that tight bud, then pulling it into his mouth.
It’s been so long since I had this sort of contact that the slightest graze of his teeth over my nipple almost makes me come. “Wade! Oh…shit!”
My arms that circle his neck grapple and tug at the fabric of his tee-shirt. In the next second, he’s tugged it off, and my hands are free to roam everywhere. Over his massive traps, his solid and sweaty shoulders. I slide my fingers through his short-cropped hair and over the scruff on his face that’s solely concentrating on my nipples. His whiskers feel incredible there. Wade is so big and rough as he hovers over me. I long to feel that scruff, those hands, on my thighs.
Lowering me down once again on the pillows, Wade’s hand tugs open the button of my jeans and finds the waistband of my panties. His palm feels so good against my lower stomach that I moan like a newbie against his mouth.
At my urgent sounds, he caresses the front of my pussy, skin to skin.
When his hand reaches my pubic area and finds no hair, he lets out a guttural moan. “Fuck, Presley.” He says this like a prayer, his salty forehead against mine, his breath coming in labored pants.
His reach goes lower and lower until he cups my sex. He groans, and his jaw tics. “You’re completely bare. Holy fuck, your pussy…it’s so…soft. So damn wet. Let me make it come.”
My hips move independently of my will, begging Wade to do more and take complete control.
