Page 58 of Koroleva

All my friends think you're vicious.

I placed my palms on her shoulder blades, and she let out a sigh of relief as soon as I kneaded the area with my fingertips. Her skin was soft, smooth, and her muscles were extremely tense. It was no wonder she had complained; it must have been painful.

And they say you are suspicious.

I smiled when I heard the phrase, even the song was warning me. She let out a pained whimper when I pressed on the affected area. It wasn’t that I had applied too much pressure,

rather she was just really tense.

"Do you want me to ease up?"

"No, on the contrary, I like it like this, I would even appreciate a bit more strength, if you can manage." I pressed my finger down and ran it over the knotted area, guided by her breathing. "Mmm, just like that, that's it, don't hold back." I swallowed with the same intensity that I pressed. I wasn't sure who was having a harder time, probably me.

You keep dreaming and scheming in the dark.

Yes, you do.

I worked the muscle contraction until I felt it start to dissolve, or rather, it seemed to have caught the moving truck to settle into my trousers.

I feel like I'm drowning.

Ah, drowning

"I'm going to work your entire back," I informed her, spreading my hands to reposition them.

"Work whatever you want, you have glorious hands. You weren't exaggerating." She smiled.

"Do I have free rein to work you all over?" I asked mischievously. My finger traced a line along her ribs.

You're holding me back and

embracing me.

You're killing me slowly.

"Of course. My physiotherapist in Saint Petersburg used to say that the whole body is connected, that a shoulder imbalance can come from a bad hip position, that we tend to become unbalanced, so you can massage me from head to toe."

"I'll take note."

I moved my hands down from her shoulder blades to the sides of her chest, then back up again to her spine. She let out a little noise of pleasure.

"If you ever get tired of being the heir of the Capulets, you could lose yourself in a resort on some small tropical island and give massages to needy rich women."

"Are you suggesting I should offer them a happy ending?" I joked playfully.

"Well, that depends on how much money you want to make, but a guy like you would be in high demand."

"Like me?" I reached her lower back. I tried not to look at the curves of her buttocks, but it was impossible to ignore them; she was too attractive.

"Are you looking for more compliments?"

"I just want to know how 'my woman' sees me." I drew out the last two words, savoring them.

"Arrogant, cocky, despotic, cynical, sexy, with a good squid between your legs and skillful with your hands. Is that enough for you?" The mention of a squid made me think of that morning and my need to get into the jacuzzi to finish what she couldn’t with Mr. Retractable.

Very slowly, oh-no.

I feel like I'm drowning.

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