“Hmm hmm,” I muttered, trying to let everything settle. I was taking it all in, one word at a time.
“Close your eyes for me.”
Obeying him, I closed my eyes and anticipated his next move.
“I’m going to touch you,” he spoke, his voice low and deep. Then I felt him glide his fingertip over my feet. His cologne guided my sense of direction too, the woodsy sweet scent wafted through the room, making love to my nostrils. “Is it okay if I undress you?”
“Yes,” I uttered nervously, with my hands planted at my side, as my heart thumped, feeling like it was going to lodge through my chest.
With ease, he unbuttoned my shorts and slid them down with my red lace panties. To assist him, I lifted my hips up, so he wouldn’t struggle with sliding them down my ass and thighs. I felt the cool air wafting from the AC making me shiver just a tad, but the warmth under his fingertips aided the sensation.
Slowly, he began to touch me, starting with my thighs, massaging them gently. His touch was sort of firm, but gentle, and I found myself relaxing into it.
“How does it feel?” He asked, his voice deep and smooth, like butter, as he continued to knead into my skin.
“Good,” I released a shake breath. “Really good.”
“Tell me what you feel. I need to hear it.”
“Um, the warmth of your hands.”
“That’s it?” He spoke in a questionable tone.
“It’s all I feel for now.”
Slowly, his hands inched upwards, towards the crease of my thighs and it remained there for a while. I’m used to getting massages, but nothing to the extreme. Of course, they know better than to take it this far and I’d seen videos of the guys doing it to women online where they were nearly naked. Syx was just like those guys—giving me the business, nice and slow…doing it to me. His fingers were ignited with passion—a passion so thick and intense that I felt myself becoming aroused and by the way he was looking at my moist pussy between my thighs, he could see it too. I no longer mattered at this point. His vision waszeroed in on the heat brewing between my thighs all from his doing. For a split second, I thought I saw his tongue escape his mouth to lick his lips.
“I feel something,” I uttered quietly.
“Good,” he responded. “What does it feel like?”
“Umm,” I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. “It feels…okay.”
“Just, okay?” He spoke, a bit taken back.
My eyes popped open to view his expression and his bushy brows were knitted in a slight frown.
“Yes, but it feels good.” I murmured. “What’s that?” I asked. watching him pour liquid in his hand.
“It’s nothing but hot oil.”
His hands moved from between my thighs to my arms, stroking my shoulder to my wrist with firm, steady pressure. Then he moved to my legs, gliding over my calves then my ankles. I couldn’t conceal the low moans if that’s what he was trying to get out of me. Nonetheless, I felt myself relaxing. Then he began to massage my feet. The hot oil provided innate satisfaction, adding on to my state of relaxation.
“You got some pretty ass feet, you know that?” He grunted lowly.
“I do?” My brows furrowed at his question, because I’ve never been told that before. I mean, I’ve never had any insecurities about my toes, but they were never raved about.
They were painted with two coats of Funny Bunny. I’d done all of my maintenance prior, aside from getting my boho braids done the week before, I’d already gotten a full body wax, including my pussy and butt. My nails and toes were the last thing to get done the day before I boarded.
“You gotta stop that shit,” he commanded.
“Stop what?”
“Not knowing that you the baddest. You fine as hell, Nyne. I know niggas out here that would build concrete for you to walk on and lay out roses,” he retorted.
Syx kneaded his hands over my body, making me wonder what it’d feel like if he touched my pussy. As if reading my mind, he spoke, again once more, before I could. “I want you to be comfortable. This is where we’ll be doing most of our fucking. Though my bedroom is more private than my office, that’s more comfortable and reserved for extended sessions. It’s all about you and where you want it.”
I nodded, my mouth dry now. “Um, in here is fine for now.”
