Stroking




Although some massage therapists at the local spa give their clients a little something extra from time to time, Claire has always resisted the urge to dance the happy ending hula. That is, until her favorite client triggers a desire in her that she just can’t resist.

Warning: Stroking (6,100 words) contains oral education, sauna sex speak, and oily encounters.

EXCERPT:

You're beautiful and your body is flawless. I love working on you. I always look forward to our sessions and getting the chance to touch you."

I was almost speechless. Granted, Vincent had flirted with me before—but never during a massage. It almost felt like a sacrilege to get flirty with him while naked on his table. We weren't there for that. But then again, who said the healing arts can't include a little sexual healing? A million ideas passed through my mind.

Luckily, he stopped my train of thought in its tracks before I derailed the conversation with some half-assed response.

"Are you ready to turn over for me so I can get your other side?"

"Sure," I said, as he lifted up the sheet and I rolled over on my back. I hoped Vincent didn't notice my hard nipples poking through the sheet, but when I saw him staring at my tits, it became clear that he saw them—and he liked what he saw.

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