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Paradise Found

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“Why don’t you freshen up in the bathroom behind those doors while I set up your table for your massage,” she says, pointing to a concealed door.

How did I not notice that before?

I give her a nod and walk over to where she gestured, place my hand on the wall, and a door opens, which leads to a concealed bathroom. I step in and close the door behind me. It’s a decent-size bathroom with a large wooden tub and a two-person shower with stone seats inside the cubicle. Quickly, I get undressed and jump into the shower and under the cool water. Once I’m clean, I step out and grab a white towel to dry myself, then I wrap it around my waist because I’m about to get naked anyway, so why bother redressing. I step out of the bathroom and back into the room where there’s a white massage table set up, but I notice there are two holes, one for my face and one for my …dick!

He twitches again at the thought of what she’s going to be doing that requires my dick to have its own special hole.

Elle looks up at me and smiles as I enter the room. She’s kicked off her heels and has tied her strawberry blonde hair up into a high ponytail.

“If you would like to lay either face up or face down,” she says, waving her hand in front of the table.

“Which would you prefer?” I ask.

My question has her pausing for a moment as those green eyes roam over me again. “Face up for now,” she states, giving me a warm smile.

Okay, then, she wants to see what I’m packing first. I’m down with that. I drop my towel and stand before her proudly because I know what I’m packing between my legs is a good solid length.

Elle licks her lips hungrily, which makes him jump under her watchful gaze, and she chuckles.

“He seems ready.” Elle smirks, looking down at my dick.

Oh, he most certainly is.

I don’t reply other than in my mind and jump onto the massage table and lay down.

Elle busies herself to the side setting up towels and smelling massage oils until she lands on one that she likes the scent of. I watch as she squirts a little onto her hands and rubs them together. The scent of French lavender fills the air, and I inhale deeply and feel my body almost instantly relax.

“Close your eyes,” she says faintly. Soft hands fall against my chest as she spreads the lavender oil over my skin. “Take a deep breath in,” she says, and I inhale the relaxing scent. “Now exhale out,” she commands, and I do as I’m told.

The tension I was experiencing earlier begins to subside as her hands move over my body. Fingers dig into the tight muscles of my arms, shoulders, and thighs. My dick is standing to attention, but she keeps moving around it, which is goddamn torture.

“I want to help you relax before we have fun,” she whispers in my ear as if she can read my thoughts.

A smile falls across my lips, and I settle in and enjoy her hands moving over my body. Didn’t realize how much I needed this massage until the tension begins releasing, inch by inch, my muscles constricting and unleashing with the drama of the last couple of months seeming to disappear. My body has become putty in her hands, and my lids feel heavy the more I relax into her movements. Then her hand swipes along my dick, and my eyes flick open wide as a groan rumbles through my chest causing her to giggle at the sound.

“Seems like it’s been a while since he’s had any action,” Elle purrs as she slides her hand over my dick, pulling another throaty groan from me.

“It has been. Fuck,” I curse as she expertly grips my dick.

“I don’t believe you. A man like you surely would have women falling at your feet.” She chuckles.

“I wasn’t ready.”

Her hand stills while wrapped around my dick.

My eyes fly open at her sudden stop.

“If you tell me you’re a virgin, I …” she trails off, but there’s seriousness in those green eyes looking at me.

I sit up onto my elbows. “What would you do if I was?” I arch a brow in her direction.

Her hand falls away from my dick, and I hate the feeling of loss that comes with it. She places her hands on her hips and looks at me seriously. “I don’t sleep with virgins,” she states.

Elle doesn’t have time to react as I reach out and grab her, picking her up and depositing her over my dick, straddling me on the massage table.

“Lucky then, I’m no virgin,” I growl as my fingers dig into her hips. “But it has been a while since I’ve fucked anything other than my hand for the last couple of months, thanks to finding out my ex was a cheating whore,” I tell her honestly.

Those green eyes widen at my confession before a frown forms on her face. “Who the hell is cheating on a man like you?” she asks bluntly.



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