Page 50 of Fate Forever and Always

A moment later, he groaned. “Fuck baby, you are so fucking perfect. Look at this.” He gripped my ass cheeks, kneading themwith just the right amount of pressure. Then he moved both hands to one ass cheek, then the other, giving them each their own attention. My whole body was like putty under his touch, that was until he leaned down and bit my right ass cheek.

“Ouch," I giggled as I jumped. My body tensed in the best way at the feel of his mouth on me. He immediately ran his tongue over the bite.

“Your skin tastes amazing,” he murmured.

I leaned up, holding the towel over my breasts to my chest, turning my head so I could look at him.

“I thought I wasn’t allowed to moan because we didn’t want this turning into something else?”

He walked over to the top of the massage chair and lifted my chin to kiss me. “I never said I didn’t want you to moan. I said it would become something more if you keep making all those amazing noises.”

I rolled my eyes at him and tried to lie back down, but before I knew it, he lifted me up and flipped me over onto my back.

“This view is much better.”

I struggled to hold on to the towel covering me, but it didn’t fall fully. I grabbed the towel that had been covering my ass that was sitting off to the side and rushed to get it over my lower half.

Nick laughed at my nervous movements. Once I was settled on my back, he moved behind my head so I was looking up at him. He kissed the tip of my nose. “You are so beautiful.”

“Thank you,” I whispered.

He began at my shoulders, taking each arm and massaging them thoroughly. I felt myself becoming more and more tranquil every time he massaged somewhere new. My body felt amazing.

I don’t know if I fell asleep, or was just that relaxed, but after what seemed like an hour, Nick finally pulled his hands away.

When my eyes opened, he was grabbing my robe and placing it on the head of the massage table.

“You ready to go, Sweets?”

I sat up and put the robe on and tied it tight.

“Thank you, that was perfect.”

I was still sitting on the table, so he placed a hand on each side of my legs and leaned closer to me. “It was my pleasure. Literally.”

My eyes traveled down his body, but the robe was too fluffy to make anything out. I teased him the way he was teasing me. I pulled one of the ties holding the robe together, and I saw the mask of confidence on his face slipping a little.

“So, what did that bimbo whisper to you before she left?” I pulled the second string, but didn’t open the robe.

“Um,” he swallowed, “she told me they had a no-sex and no locked doors policy.” I was rubbing my finger down the opening of the robe down his torso. “She said if I needed any help to let her know.”

“Then what was so inappropriate?”

He visibly swallowed again. “She told me if I get bored with this, she could come help me out.”

Jealousy rose inside of me as I hopped off the table and went to lock the door. I turned back to him with a devilish grin.

“Your turn.”

Chapter twenty-one

Nick

Callie’s hands on my body were the second-best feeling in the world. I reserved the first for when I truly made her mine. Making love to Callie, and really making her mine, will be the best thing that I ever get to experience in my life. I have waited too long, and imagined too many perfect scenarios, for it to happen any other way. Since it will also be my first time in general, I have a feeling that will make it even better.

“Do you like this?” she asked.

Playing the piano has made her hands fast and light. Her fingers digging into my leg muscles gave the perfect amount of tender, firm pressure. I was so deep in thought, I just grunted. She stopped, then leaned toward my ear and mimicked my words, “Use your words, darling”

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