“Yeah, doesn’t seem to be any issue there.”
“Admittedly, when I saw your ass, it did twitch a little.”
His brows tug closer together. “Really?”
“I told you it’s a nice ass.”
“You’re just trying to make me relax more.”
“Yes, but I’m serious about your ass. Kind of wish I could take a bite out of it right now.”
His expression twists up, which is fair since it is pretty weird.
I need to get this guy out of his head, and I’ve got an idea. “Here, get on your stomach.”
His forehead creases.
“I’m gonna give you a back rub. Loosen you up.”
“I could be into that,” he says, rolling over on his stomach. He slides off the pillow and rests his head on his hands. I get on my knees and crawl over him, straddling his waist, my cock resting against his back.
His flesh is so warm. So soft.
I rest my hands against his shoulder blades, offering gentle rubs of my thumbs along his spine, then running them up to his neck, firming my grip.
“Mmm,” he says. It hits my ear just right, and again, I notice my cock shifting.
I’ve found guys attractive before, but I’ve never known a guy to affect me the way Alexei seems to; although, maybe it’s just the pill doing this.
I dig my thumbs in, kneading his flesh and muscle. His shaking steadily subsides, and my ego swells from the victory.
“Jesus Christ, you’re good at that.” His compliment only fuels me that much more.
“I’ve never had any complaints about what these hands can do.”
He snickers. “So fucking cocky.”
“More like honest about my strengths.”
As I slide out farther along his shoulders, I feel the knots and tension.
“Here it is,” I say. “Right here. All this fucking stress you’ve been carrying around.”
As I work into it, he whimpers. “Ooh, damn. Fuck. Right there.”
I work even harder until I feel the spots I’m hitting loosen up.
“Yes,” he says in a breath. “God, just get it.”
His reactions make me feel like I’m gaining insight into what it’ll be like to fuck him.
I work like a massage therapist, tending to his muscles, getting lost in giving him this relief. As I work my way down his back, I shift so that my legs are straddling his legs, my cock rubbing between his cheeks as I depress my thumbs into the small of his back. His body’s so serene beneath me. So still, so much of his tension released.
“There we go,” I say, running my hands down to his ass. Desire pulses through me, but I restrain myself. “You said we can’t kiss, but you meant on the mouth, right?”
“Huh?”
“Could I kiss you somewhere else?”
