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I worked her shoulders, feeling the tension loosening beneath my fingers as I moved my thumbs down her shoulder blades and worked them in circles.

"Shit, you’re good at this.”

My dick twitched from the approval in her sultry voice. The same sound she made when I was making her cum.

“I’m a man of many talents.”

I pressed harder on her shoulders and moved my fingers over them to the top of her spine and she groaned.

"Too much?"

"No," she breathed. "It feels good."

I worked my way down, feeling her body soften under my touch. I grazed her sides with my palms, making sure the tips of my fingers skimmed over the outer curves of her breasts.

"Christian," she moaned and arched into my touch.

"Relax," I murmured but more for my damn dick, which was challenging the fabric of my briefs and painfully hard now.

I moved lower and let my thumbs press into the muscles at the base of her spine before I paused and reached for the oil. This time, instead of pouring it directly into my hands, it dripped over her skin before my fingers followed.

"Your hands are dangerous," she moaned into her arm which she had now folded under her face as a pillow.

I chuckled and kneaded my fingers into her ass. "Is that a complaint?"

"Hell no." She shifted beneath me with a subtle roll of her hips, which made my dick very angry because I wasn’t letting him play.

I leaned forward and pressed a kiss between her shoulder blades. "Worshiping your body is easy."

My hands continued moving down her legs, massaging her calves, even taking time with each foot. When I finished with her back, I lifted and tapped her hip.

"Turn over."

She rolled beneath me and I shifted to give her room. When she settled on her back, I almost gave up on my plan. Her nipples were hard and begging for attention. I could damn near feel them against my tongue as my eyes moved down her stomach to that pretty ass pussy. I clenched my jaw tight as hell.

She was so damn perfect.

I straddled her thighs again and poured oil onto my hands while her eyes landed on my dick.

"Eyes up here.”

She smirked but did as I asked and locked her gaze on mine while I placed my hands on her collarbone and worked outward toward her shoulders.

"Feel good?" My thumbs traced over her clavicles.

"Feels like an invitation for me to request an extension of our contract," she mumbled at the same time her eyes fluttered closed.

I moved down to her chest and massaged the muscles above her breasts then the sides. I purposely avoided her nipples and smirked when she noticed.

"Christian…”

"Patience." My own patience was barely fucking there. I wanted them in my mouth but instead I moved my hands to her stomach, gently massaging the muscles, watching as her breathing quickened the further south my hands moved. When I grazed the edge of her panty line before moving to her hips, she groaned and arched her back from the mattress.

I decided to give her a break and cuffed her breasts, massaging them with firm pressure, letting my thumbs circle her nipples, but I didn’t directly show them any love.

"You're torturing me.” She narrowed her eyes and I smirked.

"I'm letting you enjoy the process." I brushed my thumbs across her nipples and her hips jerked beneath me. I continued down her body, massaging her thighs but making sure to avoid moving between them even though the scent of her arousal was driving me fucking crazy. My dick throbbed painfully hard in protest so I found a compromise.