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“Oh yeah! Oil me up,” she said.

He started on her feet, his warm fingers covering every inch as he worked up her calves. This guy gave an awesome massage. Just when things were getting interesting, and his oiled fingers moved to her inner thighs, Faron stopped.

“Wait! That’s it?” Kendra’s sigh was one of frustration. Another orgasm was beneath the surface, despite Faron’s hands not touching her clit, and he was stopping now.

He smiled. “You are so impatient. If it helps, use this time to assess my effectiveness and care for you. It will give you something to focus on.”

“I don’t want to assess any of that. I want you to—” Kendra stopped herself. This was for Faron just as much as it was for her. It was important to him, and she’d have to curtail her horniness for a little longer.

Her eyes widened as she watched Faron tip oil over his torso and rub it across his skin. “What are you doing that for?”

“This is a full body massage.” He leaned over her thighs. “That means I use my body to massage you.” He slid his chest up her thighs, over her stomach, and across her breasts, coating her in oil.

Kendra’s breath hitched as his mouth met hers and their tongues collided. She could taste the oil he used on their skin and felt Faron pulsing against her, constantly moving so their slick skin slid against each other.

He repeated the movement three times, each time stopping for more breath stealing kisses. He moved down her body and then rolled Kendra onto her front.

She tried to resist, but he flipped her without trying. “I’m all massaged out. That was great.”

Faron slid up her body and kissed the side of her neck. “Almost but not quite.”

Kendra thumped her forehead against a towel. “How do Tolong females not get off on this?”

“It is not in their nature.” He moved down her body, pausing to kiss the flesh at the base of her spine. “I would also not be kissing.”

“You don’t kiss?”

“We kiss but not like this. Not the body. Do you like it?” His breath tickled her inner thighs.

“It’s perfect.” Kendra groaned as he moved back down her legs and away from the ache between her thighs.

After the third swipe of his hard, muscled chest down her back, Faron stopped.

Kendra raised her head, wondering what he had planned next. She wanted him. She had to have him inside her.

His gaze met hers. “Are you ready?”

“For...”

“For me to take you.”

Kendra sucked in a breath. “Yes.” The word came out as a whisper.

She bit back a yelp as Faron grabbed her hips. He raised her up, pushed her legs apart and entered her in a single push.

She was glad she was so turned on and such a liberal amount of oil had been used. Faron was huge, and that thrust had almost pitched her to the ground.

Kendra clung to the bench as Faron pounded into her. He was not taking things slowly. If he didn’t slow the pace, this would all be over in seconds.

Faron grunted. His fingers tightened on her hips, and he exploded inside her.

Kendra pressed her lips together. What the hell had just happened? How could he go from loving and tentative one minute to pounding into her like she was a piece of meat?

Faron withdrew, and Kendra flipped over and stared at him.

“Are you happy?” he asked.

She blinked in surprise. “Are you kidding me?”