LEAH“What are you… mmggh”Instead of stopping at my waist his hands slid all the way down to the backs of my thighs and the sudden shift made my breath hitch in my throat."Wait," I whispered, my fingers clenching into the edges of the massage table. "What the fuck are you..""Shh," the masseuse murmured, his deep voice vibrated right behind my ear. "I told you to trust me, Miss Gregory, so just relax."Before I could answer, I heard the soft click of a plastic bottle opening.A second later, I felt a warm stream of thick massage oil being poured directly onto my back. His large palms immediately flattened against my skin, spreading the slick fluid in wide, heavy circles that moved lower and lower."Mmmm... ah..." A tiny little moan escaped my lips before I could stop it. "You're so tense right here," he rasped, his pace slowing down into a heavy, grinding as he kept massaging my thighs. "Too much overthinking.""It's... hmmm. it's just stress," I gasped out, my face burying into t
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