I’d had dreams about all kinds of stupid things in my life, whyshouldn’tI dream about making out with a guy who was supposed to be my date at this wedding?
It was playing on my mind, that was all. The fact that I’d have tokeeppretending had been swirling around in my brain before I fell asleep, clearly it’d just… carried through.
That was all. It didn’t have to mean anything.
Aiden passed me a glass of water and watched me sip it, and the panic of getting off on making out with him subsided bit by bit. Aiden didn’t know, and he never had to.
“You’re stressed,” Aiden diagnosed after looking intently at me for long moments. “Naps on the bed from now on, I don’t want you splitting your head open on me.”
“I fell on a rug,” I said, fairly sure I’d never been in any real danger.
My neck was killing me, though, and I hissed as I went to turn my head. Aiden was right. Should’ve napped on the bed.
“Here,” he said, and before I could figure out whatheremeant in this instance, he was leaning over the back of the couch with both thumbs pressing into the back of my neck.
The world’s most embarrassing whimper escaped me as he put pressure on the spot that hurt, teeth digging into my lip to stop myself crying out as he worked on stiff muscles.
“Oh my gosh,” Aiden murmured, warm hands still on my neck, working on sore muscles without a pause. “Holy shit. How long have you been walking around like this?”
“Uh…”
Always, I thought. I’d had a stiff neck my whole life, I’d just pushed it past the point where it could cope by falling asleep on the couch.
“You must be in so much pain,” Aiden said, softer. “Let me get… I saw something in the bathroom.”
He disappeared again, the bathroom door swinging open a moment later. I stayed exactly where I was, torn between making an excuse to stop him touching me again and being eager to let him.
Before I came to a decision, Aiden came back. “Go sit at the table,” he said, bottle of thick, amber oil in hand. The label looked boutique, and thiswasa cabin in a nice hotel intended for sexy weekends away for couples.
Massage oil made all the sense in the world.
I stood, whimpering again as my neck cracked, and paced over to the tiny two-seat table tucked away by the coffee maker.
Aiden broke the seal on the oil, poured some into his hands, and set the bottle down, the heady scent of lavender wafting toward me.
Too late to object now.
Another whimper escaped me as Aiden put his warm hands on the back of my neck, soothing away the worst of the pain instantly, a ripple of pleasure rolling down my spine.
“Let me know if it’s too much,” Aiden said. “We’ll take a break. You’ve got knots the size of tennis balls back here.”
I wasn’t really surprised to hear that. Long hours, short nights, a pillow I knew I had to replace but hadn’t gotten around to yet, falling asleep at my desk… none of that could be good for my neck.
Aiden, though, wasmagic. It hurt, it hurt likehellas he poked and prodded and dug his strong thumbs so deep into my flesh it felt like he was touching bone, but when he got something togive, it was incredible.
A low moan rumbled in my chest as he loosened one of the worst knots, a rush of pleasure flooding my stomach.
“That was a nasty one,” Aiden said, satisfaction in his voice. “Bet you feel way better.”
I wanted to answer, but all I could get to come out was a desperate little whimper.
Aiden laughed, keeping up his work without pause, and before I knew it I was sitting with my face pressed against the table, panting for breath and tingling with pleasure, another low, deep moan escaping me as he ran the pads of his thumbs up and down the back of my neck, knots all worked out, muscles relaxed and pliant.
Arousal tugged at my belly button, my cock stirring in my pants as all the pain faded back and the pleasure kept building, Aiden’s strong fingers playing my body like a fucking flute.
Did he know what he was doing? One part of me hoped so, and the rest of me dreaded getting caught with my dick half-hard from a simple friendly neck massage.
“You look relaxed,” Aiden murmured, voice settling over me like a warm blanket.
