Page 189 of Well Played

“Don’t worry.” Matt pressed a hand to her back. “Trust me, you’ll love this.”

“Fuck!”Callie moaned as fingers dug into her calf. “I didn’t know you two were good with your hands.”

“Matt uses his hands at work all the time.” Ben sounded amused. “You think he wouldn’t be good at massaging?”

“I doubt he massages his patients like this, Ben.” Callie tried not to wriggle as Matt’s hands moved over her shoulders. “He would have people queuing up with fake ailments just so they could get his hands on them.”

“Men or women?” Matt asked, which made Ben laugh and Callie giggle.

“Are you fussy?” Callie glanced over her shoulder at him. “Or is there anything specific?”

Matt grinned, his eyes twinkling. God, he looked really handsome like that. Callie was so relaxed she was tempted to ask if she could run her fingers through his hair to see if it was as soft and thick as it looked.

Fuck, what had the two of them done to her? When Matt had told her to get on the bed, Callie’s mind had been racing. She had no idea what was going on. She thought they were going to seduce her and they would fuck her like rabbits. By the time Callie had gotten to the top of the stairs, she had been fully prepared to strip off and lie down on the bed as soon as they were through the door.

But it hadn’t been that. Matt had steered her onto the bed and urged her to lie down on her stomach. Then he and Ben began to massage her body, Matt focusing on her shoulders and back while Ben massaged her legs. Not what she had expected, but Callie wasn’t about to argue. She finally had the two of them touching her, although not in the way she thought, and it felt fucking good. She could feel the tension easing from her body, and her mind was going a little fuzzy.

There was still the anger and frustration towards Drew and leaving their kids alone as he did, but it was disappearing. Matt and Ben were certainly good at distracting her.

If only it was something else. That would be a perfect way to distract me.

“Is it working?” Matt leaned over her, not quite close but close enough that his breath brushed against her cheek. “Are you feeling better now?”

“Much better.” Callie smiled. “Thanks, guys. I appreciate this. You didn’t need to do it.”

“Of course we did. You were going to explode if we didn’t do anything.”

“Although we won’t mind explosions from time to time,” Ben said with a sly tone, his thumbs moving up the back of her thighs. “Just not these sort of explosions.”

Callie wondered what he meant by that. That sounded far too sexual, and it pooled arousal in her stomach. Her clit began to throb, and Callie wished that she could put her legs together, but Ben was touching her now. She wouldn’t be able to move if she tried; both of them would be able to tell how aroused she was.

She was tempted to tell them, but if they weren’t doing anything sexual in this, that would drive both of them off. Callie knew she needed to keep her mouth shut for now.

“I’m going to need to undo your bra, Callie,” Matt said suddenly, his fingers moving down her spine. “It’s going to get in the way.”

Callie’s breath caught. Then she reminded herself who she was with. These guys had seen her wearing less clothes - swimming costumes weren’t exactly an all-over bodysuit - and Callie had walked around all day without a bra while they were swimming. But this was more intimate. Matt had never done this before.

Swallowing, she nodded.

“Okay.”

Matt’s hands were deft, undoing the clasp on her bra and then he suddenly slid his hands under her t-shirt and pushed the parts aside.

“That’s better,” he said, pulling his hand out as Callie gasped. “I can get a bit more access like that.”

“The only way you’re going to get access is if Callie takes all of her clothes off,” Ben chimed in. He sounded mischievous.

Callie squeaked and rolled over to stare at him, but Ben didn’t look away. He was giving her a sly smile, and there wasa glint in his eyes. He might have been joking, but this was a challenge. He was daring her to take off her clothes.

Callie normally wasn’t keen on dares - she preferred to keep away from them as much as possible - but this time she wasn’t going to back down. If he was challenging her to take her clothes off, then…

“How much of my clothes do you want to come off, Ben?”

Ben blinked.

“What?”

“Well, you said the only way to get access is to take all of my clothes off.” Callie gave him a coquettish smile. “Do you mean all of my clothes, or just some of them?”

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