Sweet Pampering 소설 & 이야기

Danika growls at me, but settles down in my head, enjoying the pampering from Samael, just as I am. He massages shampoo into my hair, a new one his sister left for me, apparently it’s better for curls, and the pomegranate scent fills the room with its fruity aroma. He dips me back so he can rinse out my hair, his eyes focused on his task and his hands working through my curls tenderly.

His eyes were on mine he was pumping deep and hard until I climaxed again and he followed moments later. He pulled out and discarded the condom, then released my wrists before pulling me to rest to his side. "But here you are, taking care of me." I breathed out my words in content, placing my head to the crook of his shoulder. Being a sugar baby has its perks, aside from the money was the feeling of being taken care of, at least on the date. And that whole weekend I will be pampered for sure, I might be sore, but at least for a couple of days, I'd feel like someone cares about me.

she gently called out, a bright smile blossoming on her lips. When the person on the other end heard that sweet voice endearingly calling him darling, he felt as if his heart had been soaked in honey. There was so much love in his eyes that it was almost dripping. Ethan’s eyes sparkled and his mood became better. The fatigue he was feeling vanished without a trace. “Where are you right now?” he gently asked, his husky voice making Olivia’s ears heat up. “I am at the hotel room doing my makeup. The dinner is about to start and I don’t want to be late.” Olivia answered.

her mom said, worried. "That's right, mom. I saw Sobi massaging her head yesterday. She must be exhausted," Sophie, her younger sister reported, but worried as well. "Don't listen to them, Sobi. You are sexy in my eyes," her brother defended her. "Aw, you're the only one who complimented me bro. What do you want? I'll buy you anything," she said, delighted of her brother’s words. "Yes!" her brother jumped in excitement and kissed her cheeks.

"How can we pamper you today?" I smiled back. "I’m in the mood for a full-on ‘baby girl’ treatment," I said, using the term I had seen trending online. "I want the works—massage, facial, mani-pedi, everything." "Excellent choice," she replied, jotting something down. "We’ll take great care of you." And they did.

But this is luxury wrapped in silk, dipped in champagne, and handed to me on a silver platter. Scott is playing with the massage chair, testing every setting like a kid on Christmas morning. Tomas, ever composed, reading something on his tablet, pretending like he’s not secretly enjoying the five-star treatment. And Damien? Damien is lounging like a king, sipping whiskey in a glass that was probably hand-blown in some exclusive European workshop. “I could get used to this,” I say with a sigh, stretching my legs on the reclining seat. “You should get used to it,” Damien says, swirling his drink. “This is your life now.”

I eventually got what I have been craving, and Stormie is always as sweet as honey, I appreciate him for what he always does for me not only that, when it comes to taking care of a woman, he knows how to do that perfectly. No wonder ladies are all over him because of how caring he is and I, Samantha won't let any lady again have him apart from me, no way will I allow you to sleep with any of these good-for-nothing women wanting to have you all for themselves, she murmured

And I love how much he licked my pussy. I woke up from my sleep, and I couldn't stop dreaming about Amaris and her husband, John. I couldn't believe he ate my pussy in front of her while she was watching. Even though I was their nanny. But truth to be told John was so amazing while sucking my pussy. He teased me, circling my clit, and suck the hell out of it until I cum everywhere.

She couldn't help but smile at the absurdity of it all, but there was something undeniably sexy about being pampered this way. Axel began his gentle ministrations, washing Amber’s arm with slow, deliberate strokes, making sure to rinse the soap away completely. He trailed kisses along her shoulder as he moved to her other arm, his fingers caressing her skin with care. Axel worked his way up to Amber's neck, his soapy hands massaging the muscles gently. He hummed softly as he moved, the vibrations sending shivers through Amber’s body. Amber let out a small moan, her eyes fluttering shut. "You're a master at this, Axel," she purred, leaning back against the tub's edge to give him better access

Sara nodded, looking worried. ***** Pamela At the White mansion, Pamela left the private gym with determined steps, her hair still tied in a high ponytail and her skin slightly damp from the intense workout. She walked down the elegant hallway to the living room, where the golden light highlighted the soft tones of the minimalist decor. She sat down on the light-colored sofa, picked up her phone from the coffee table, and swiped her finger across the screen impatiently.