Sinful Affairs

Dangerous Affair C2 – A Massage

After a moment of silence, Rye audibly sighed and tried cracking her neck. She almost moaned when it actually cracked. Oh, the relief!

“Do you want a massage? I took some classes.” He just blurted it out without thinking too much. Her soft moan sounded sexy in his ears.

“Oh. You did?” Rye was surprised by the offer and her stomach clenched at the thought of him touching her. Things are slowly getting interesting.

“Yeah. Are you stressed at work?”

She groaned at the question and quickly ranted to his face. “Yes! I chased a deadline today! I even worked through my lunch break just to finish it on time. My back hurts; my neck and shoulders, too.”

He chuckled at her expression. “Well, I can try giving you a massage and see if it will help your sore muscles.”

“Oh, okay. Would we need lotion? I don’t think I brought mine. Everything at my apartment stank so bad. I only took those which were clearly untouched by the stinky water. I’ll see if Van has some lying around.” She quickly ran to the bedroom and searched her friend’s vanity table. Bingo!

She paused and took a deep breath. She forgot herself for a moment. A massage was really enticing so she agreed quickly. Still, she might not be able to hide her body’s reaction to his touch. Well, it’s fairly normal to get aroused during a massage, right? She thought she read about something like that.

When she exited the bedroom, Grant was standing in the living room area. She absorbed the sight of him, in a white fitted shirt and loose gray shorts. He looked like a young man in his current get up.

“It would be better to do it on the couch. You will need to lay down later. Just sit here and I’ll start with your head.” He pointed to a corner and she was quick to obey.

“Oh, okay. Here’s the lotion.” She passed it to him and sat on the spot he pointed.

“I really want to thank you for this. I feel like my whole body’s just aching right now.” She added as she shifted her gaze away from his crotch. The alignment was uncanny.

“It’s alright. I have nothing to do tonight, anyway. Do you want it hard?”

Rye inhaled deeply, thinking of something else with that question. “Yes, please.”

She braced herself for his touch, closing her eyes and trying to relax her body.

Grant stared at the woman before him and slowly moved closer. He spread a small amount of lotion on his hands. He began on her temple and he heard her sharp intake of breath. He saw how her chest rose and fell. He cleared his throat and tried focusing on his task. He moved his fingers under her eyes and across her cheekbones. He also traced her jawline before moving back up to her temple.

She couldn’t help letting out a moan. It felt great. She didn’t think massaging her face that way would give her much relief already. Next he paid attention to were the back of her head and down her neck. The way he stroked her neck was bliss.

“That feels great.” She felt compelled to speak as simply moaning might make things awkward.

“Glad to help.” He replied in a strained voice. Her moans were truly distracting, as well as the movements of her chest with each breath she took.

She was slightly disappointed when he moved on to her shoulders.

“Can you do my neck again, please?” She felt it needed a few more strokes to feel properly relieved.

“Sure.” He did as she asked and only he noticed how his hands’ movements began to turn sensual. He savored the feel of her cool skin under his fingers.

“Ugh.” She winced at the pain when he started work on her shoulders.

“You might want to remove your bra. It’ll make you more comfortable.” He suggested as he pushed the straps down her shoulders.

Again, she obeyed his instruction and quickly took it out, placing it under a pillow. As he seemed to pull outwards her shoulders, she could feel the slight popping of her joints. Those are the source of her pain. He repeated that process until the popping has significantly lessened. He rubbed atop her breastplate and she felt somewhat ticklish. There’s also a bit of pain there. She caught her breath when he seemed to touch above her breasts and made outward strokes. s**t. Her stomach clenched again and she swore her n*****s hardened. Without her bra, they might be poking through the thin shirt she’s wearing.

With the way he pulled on her shoulders, she’s practically leaning against his mid-section and she wondered if he’s having an erection. She couldn’t tell as his crotch was positioned directly behind her head.

“Go lie on your stomach. I’ll rub your back.” He moved away from her and she did as he asked.

Just as she got into position, her phone buzzed as the doorbell rang.

“That must be the food.” She said as she moved to stand up again.

“I’ll get it. Just lie down.” Grant went to the door, glad for a reprieve. He’d been itching to grab and massage her breasts just minutes ago. Her skin was too soft and her chest looked healthy. He was the one who offered this torture to himself.

Rye peeked at him from her position. He closed the door and brought the food on the table.

“Do you want to eat first?” He asked with his usual tone.

“I don’t feel hungry yet. You?”

“I guess we can continue with the massage, then.” He grinned and walked back to the couch.

“Are you sure you’re not hungry?” She was a little worried that she’s imposing on him.

“Yeah.” He’s hungry for something else entirely. He got some lotion onto his hands and rolled her shirt onto her shoulders, revealing her back.

Rye could feel her breasts have been slightly exposed as well. But damn! She moaned as she felt immense relief with every stroke of his hands. He’s truly doing wonders. Grant swallowed hard as his growing erection strained against his boxers. Those moans of hers are making him horny. Damn it. He gritted his teeth as he continued. He went as far as accidentally stroking the sides of her breasts without making it too obvious. They were truly soft to the touch and her moans sounded different when he did.

He moved to her lower back and butt. She never imagined how a butt massage would feel. With each press on her behind, her head felt a kind of relief. It was a curious feeling. Her headache has fully left her now.

He took advantage of it and massaged her butt the way he wanted. He spent more time there than what was necessary, before moving onto her gorgeous legs. s**t. He’s tempted to act inappropriately. As he massaged her upper thigh, he moved his hand as close to her mound as possible. Her moan sounded off again and he noticed how she seemed to push her hips outwards. Again, he spent more time on her upper thighs than what’s needed.

Rye could almost feel herself trembling with desire. His touch was making her insane. Wetness gushed out of her core as he continued his innocent caress on her legs. She was breathing heavily now and her thoughts turned hazy. If he would only touch her where she wanted him to . . .

He’s definitely going to notice it as she began moving her hips. She felt restless. He did, too, but he wanted to finish the massage first before giving in to his lust. He also wanted her to be putty in his hands. He could see it now and he would make sure she would agree to what he wanted to do to her.

“Turn on your side.”

Rye took a deep breath before responding, “Which side?”

“Doesn’t matter. We’ll do the other side afterwards.”

“Oh.” She complied and in doing so, she realized her shirt was still rolled up near her shoulders. She caught his eyes before it moved downwards to her full breasts.

He began with a few strokes on her neck, down her shoulders and onto her body. He seemed to tease the side of her breast and she began rolling her hips again.

Grant moved on to her lower back and butt. There’s still some pain there but he’s definitely relieving those.

She sharply inhaled when his fingers brushed against her mound. She’s not sure how it happened but he was massaging her legs down to her toes. She couldn’t help curling her toes in anticipation of what else he might do. She hoped he wanted more. When she was asked to turn on her other side, she decidedly moaned seductively and kept the restless movements of her hips.

“Shit.”

Rye heard his quiet curse and he made a bold move of cupping her soaking center. He caressed it for a good amount of time and she almost came. Almost. She got frustrated when he stopped and she felt her headache making a comeback. It went away again when he finished massaging her foot.

“That’s done.” He announced and she opened her eyes to look at him. Her gaze moved downwards to see the bulge on his shorts. It looked huge.

“Do you want me to continue?” He asked with a raised eyebrow, his gaze unbridled with desire.