Burning up Under His Touch
Liam said softly, "you have some congested lumps here. If we don't treat this properly, you'll be very prone to breast diseases in the future."
"I see… Please… keep going," I managed to choke out.
I heard the small massage table creak under the weight of his movements. And yet, the sensation of being so meticulously massaged left me addicted.
Suddenly, his hands pulled away.
I snapped my eyes open and looked at him with a dazed, confused expression. "What's wrong?"
Only then did I realize my voice was trembling.
"I just need more cream," Liam said, scooping out another dollop of the white cream. "I'll be working on your thighs now. Please recline slightly on the pillow."