Chapter 53

Freya

"I'm so fucking tired, mate. I'll appreciate it if you can give me an extra service after the massage." Michael said smiling mischievously to me and then he winked causing me to slightly laugh at him.

"Then be a good client and I'll think about it, Michael," I responded but he just raised an eyebrow at me.

"You should always give what your client wants, that's how business works, mate," Michael said to me and then he threw the towel he was holding on the couch.

"Well, do you want a massage or not?" I ask him.

"I want it, mate," Michael replied to me in a very sensual voice as if there's something else that he meant with his reply. Michael slowly lay down on the bed and he buried his face on the flimsy white pillow. I can't help but stare at Michael's body, his broad shoulder, his sturdy back, his plump butt, and his thick thighs.

Fuck! Who doesn't want to give this man an extra service?