Chapter 3He touched her shoulder, urging her to roll over onto her stomach. Miraculously, that movement did not hurt. His voice a caress, he instructed her, “Relax. Stretch out and let me take the pain.”
She felt the bed shift, as if he knelt beside her, and then strong hands began to knead along her spine, starting at her shoulders and working downward to her buttocks. Last night, his touch had felt cool. Tonight, his hands brought warmth. Her blood seemed to rush to the surface, following the magnetic energy of his touch. Up and down, fingers digging in so firmly she should have sensed severe pressure or even pain, but it felt wonderful. Palms pressing and rolling, spreading heat and blessed comfort in their wake, he worked over her whole back.
Boneless lassitude slipped over her. She
