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I didn’t feel embarrassed since we were all girls here, and I have my fair share of massages that exposed the butt. Though I was wearing a panty most of the time. But now, I was completely naked with only a blanket to cover me.
I bit back a laugh at the ticklish sensation when the masseuse’s palm trembled, caressing my round bottom. And without warning, she squeezed my two round flesh.
At first, I was uncomfortable that a stranger was touching my butt. But after a while, I found the squeezing and groping delightful and closed my eyes once again.
. . .
. . .
Isn’t she concentrating on my butt too much?
My eyes opened, and this time, they wanted to come out from the mask when the masseuse spread my bottom cheeks apart.
. . .
. . .
D-did she just . . . slapped my butt?
I was going to shift sideways and remove the mask when a strong hand pressed my nape, not letting me move as I please. A sensation of hot breath behind my ear sent my hair rising on end. My body jolted, tensing in alarm when those big callus hand squeezed my bottom and forced its way to the center of my thighs.
A scream shot to my throat but disappeared in my mouth when a familiar voice paralyzed me in place.
“Spread your legs . . .”
I went limp from relief to found that it was he who was molesting me.
Wait! What’s he doing here?
Somewhere in me expected that he would come, but I sure didn’t expect that he would be my masseuse –– that’s for sure.
I removed my mask and raised my head. Thankfully, he didn’t make it difficult for me as he removed his hand from my nape.
I sat and covered myself with the blanket and notice there was no one but us in here. I glance at the now smirking man beside me. I held back a smile when I saw his all-white masseuse uniform –– long-sleeved side button shirt and trousers.
He was refreshingly handsome more than usual. White suits him the best.
“Wha-what . . . what are you doing here?”
His lips stretched in a lazy grin. “That doesn’t surprise you now, does it?”
“Honestly, I expected you’d be here,” I smiled back, “but I never expected you’d be here wearing . . .”
I tilted my head and pointed all of him.
Cain grinned and grabbed my sleeping mask. “I’m your masseuse for now.”
My mouth hung open at the sexy approaching man, burning me with his passionate gaze.
“Now . . . let’s continue where we left off.” His voice was hoarse, and my heart beat in excitement.
I bit my lip when he put my mask back on, covering my eyes before he grabbed my shoulders and laid me down on the bed. I followed without hesitation.
My body tensed when my back felt the comfortable mattress. I didn’t notice that I was holding the blanket, pressing it tight against my body until Cain’s hand squeezed mine.
“Relax . . . ,” he whispered and kissed my forehead.
My body did what he said as he seized the blanket from my hand, pulling it away from me.
Like automatic, my hands covered my breasts and the area between my thighs. My body was heating, and not seeing anything only made it worse.
“Let me see . . .”
I tightened my lips together when his voice turned sexy.
I shook my head without thinking about it. I knew he already saw my naked upper body, but he never did see my lower naked part, making me embarrassed to the bones.
He breathed in my ear, gently biting my lobe as he murmured, “Bad girl . . .”
I groan as all of me melted. All my strength left me, and he grabbed the opportunity.
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