Freja and Astrid share a grin.
“Yay! Cupcakes!” Alma squeals, bouncing on her feet.
“I’m getting to choose first this time.” Freja swipes the box and runs off toward the kitchen with her little sister hot on her heels.
Astrid laughs, before stretching up and pecking my lips. “You’re a good guy, Callan Hunt.”
I wait in the hall while Astrid dashes up to her bedroom to get the oils, and then we head over to my house.
After taking a shower, I change into loose trackie bottoms and rejoin Astrid in my room. Upon entering, I discover flickering lights dancing across the walls from several candlesnow dotted around my room. The overhead light is off, creating a soft, tranquil space, and I instantly feel more relaxed.
“Lie down on your back with your head here,” Astrid instructs, jabbing her finger in a bunch of stacked pillows positioned at the foot of my bed.
I do as I’m told, lying flat on my back with my head propped up against the pillows. Astrid kneels on the floor behind me. “Close your eyes and relax,” she says in a low voice.
My eyelids flutter closed, and I will my pounding heart to calm down.
“I mixed the oils and heated them a little so they should feel warm,” she cautions before her fingers gently touch my forehead.
I lie still as she tenderly massages the oil into my skin, making slow circular motions with her fingers on my temples and across my brow, in repeated sweeps, applying a slightly firmer technique in certain places. It’s unbelievably soothing, and it’s already easing the throbbing in my head.
“Is this helping?” she murmurs.
“Yeah. Don’t stop.”
Astrid continues massaging my forehead for an indeterminable amount of time before she moves to my ears and my neck. Urging my head to the side, Astrid works one side of my neck and then the other, caressing the pressure points with firm but soft strokes, and I’m so comfortable I could sleep.
When her fingers land in my hair, and she begins massaging my scalp, a moan escapes my lips as I sink farther into the bed and basically float out of my body. I barely feel the tension in my head as all my focus is centered on her touch. My cock stirs, hardening as she kneads my scalp and my forehead, and it’s a heady, intense feeling, a strange mix of arousal and relaxation.
“There,” she says a few minutes later. “You should stay like that for a while. I will go to the pizza place and grab takeout while you chill.”
My eyes fly open, and I arch my neck, looking at her upside down. “Don’t go.” Clasping her face in my hands, I bring her head down and align our lips, kissing her softly and slowly, savoring the blissful sensations coursing through my body at the feel of her gorgeous mouth against mine.
She breaks the kiss first. “You’ll hurt your neck at that angle.”
“Don’t go,” I repeat, threading my fingers through her hair. “We’ll order delivery and watch a movie while we wait for it.”
“You should relax.”
“I’ll relax with you.” Sitting up, I grab the pillows and reposition them at the top of the bed. “Come here.” I lie down and pat the space beside me.
“Let me clean this up first,” she says, gathering her supplies.
I place our pizza order while I wait for her to pack up her stuff, discreetly adjusting my hard-on when she’s not looking. I’m still turned on, and I need to touch her like I need air to breathe. “The pizza will be a while,” I explain. “They’re busy tonight.”
“That’s fine,” she says, and my heart beats like crazy when she crawls onto the bed and snuggles into my side. My arm goes around her on autopilot as she nestles into me, her cheek resting on my chest. Fireworks are sparking inside my body at having her this close. I toy with her hair while dotting kisses on her face, and I could die happy just like this.
Astrid tilts her head back, looking at me with flushed cheeks. “I’ve never had a Spider-Man kiss before.”
“What the hell is that?”
She props up on one elbow and smiles at me, running the fingers of her free hand through my hair. “It’s an upside-down kiss from theSpider-Manmovie with Tobey Maguire andKirsten Dunst, where Spider-Man is hanging upside down from a building, and he shares a kiss with MJ.”
“Huh. I never knew that.”
“I’m glad my first one was with you.”
“Your only one,” I blurt, not liking to think about her doing that with any other guy. I push her down flat on the bed and lean over her. “That’s ours now. A special moment in time that will forever live on in our memories.”
