Total pages in book: 64
Estimated words: 64979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 64979 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
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.”
“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.
I let out another moan.
“Does kitten want her pussy rubbed now?”
“Tristian…”
Not wasting any time, he caressed my nub, triggering me to suck in a breath. He stayed there for a minute before he readily slipped two fingers inside of me while his other hand pushed against my lower stomach.
“What are you do—”
“Just relax, kitten.”
Gliding his fingers in and out of me, he didn’t move his hand from my belly, and he continued to push down as he fingered me.
“Oh, God…”
The pressure he was applying with his hand on my belly made the way he was fingering me that much more intense. It was only a matter of minutes before my body was convulsing, contracting, and shaking as he fingered me faster and harder. It was an overload of sensations. I could physically feel my core pushing his fingers out, but he didn’t let up, fingering me deeper until my entire body came with such a force I trembled uncontrollably.
“Good girl,” he praised. He straddled my waist and cupped my breasts then slid his dick in between them. Back and forth, he slid his cock between my breasts. “I always wanted to fuck your gorgeous tits.”
I whimpered when he backed away, but my disappointment didn’t last long. He bent forward and kissed my mouth while he stroked his cock. I moved his hand and stroked him. He groaned as I twirled my grasp around his shaft. Never once did he stop devouring my mouth. He thrust two fingers inside of me, going straight for my g-spot that was still sensitive. The raw uninhibited craving to come again hit me like a ton of bricks, and before my core contracted, he grabbed his dick and thrust inside me.