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There wasn’t a towel on it, even though he’d made that option available to her. Outside of the one she used as a headrest, the rest stood in a stack by the lounger. She was as naked now as she’d been since her clothes had come off last night.

“Have you already decided what bikini you’ll be wearing later?” he asked, massaging the arearightbefore the pronounced slope of her butt began.

“I have,” Victoria said calmly. “You’ll like it.”

“That goes without saying.”

Victoria opened her eyes. “You’llreallylike it, then.”

He beamed at her, which caused her to smile back subtly. “Could it get five points?”

“I’m not sure. So far, you only seem to give me five points when I’m practically nude.”

“You’ll have a few chances to change that before we leave.”

Snorting amusedly, Victoria closed her eyes again. “You can go lower, Liam.”

He would—hedid.But not immediately. He gave her lower back and sides as much attention as he’d given the rest of her, and only then did he finally begin massaging Victoria’s phenomenal butt.

As the saying went, a person was born with what they had up top but could create just about anything at the bottom. Even though they were all already exceptionally blessed in the former, the women on this trip with him had taken this motto very seriously.

Victoria’s butt was as delicious as the rest of her. Shapely and soft, though a quick flex could have changed the second of those, he restrained the urge to start kneading it quickly and deeply. Keeping his rampancy under check, Liam massaged Victoria’s butt with the same level of professionalism as the rest of her.

Mostly.

Drawing his hands along its pronounced curve, sweeping his hands around the side, he couldn’t help but occasionally cup a cheek in his hand. He couldn’t help but imagine how snug his cock would feel if she ever gave him an assjob. He couldn’t help but—

“Liam.”

“Y-Yes?” he said, starting.

Victoria had turned her head enough to stare at him. “You can push your hand down. I won’t mind if you want to make a comparison or two.”

Heat rushed into his face, and even though thathadn’tbeen what he’d been doing, he could see how she might have come to that conclusion. He had ended up basically “measuring” her ass for the last minute or two.

Having her permission, however, he did as she recommended. Setting his palm on her butt, he applied pressure. His hand sank in, deforming its robust shape, and his cock stiffened with each inch deeper it lowered.

He wanted to be several inches deepwithin her. So badly. When was her stupid birthday? He’d start planning something romantic if she just gave away the date.

“Do you approve?” Victoria asked.

“I’m in love,” Liam said.

Victoria snorted softly. “I’m sure you’ll have plenty of chances to prove the truth of those words. But for now, please, my legs. I’m… eager to have a chance to flip over.”

They were of the same mind. Drawing his hands lower, he descended the slopes of her shapely butt and gave a full twenty minutes—including the time when she eventually flipped over—to her long, gorgeous legs.

Skin looking even more radiant than usual, he sculpted his hands around her thighs. When he’d first found out about Desire, he’d assumed it would work as a trulyfull-body massage oil. Unhappily, he’d read that it couldn’t replace lube. So, even though his fingers slipped in close, especially after Victoria flipped over and his hands started climbing back up her legs, he made sure his fingers didn’t end up playing with Victoria’s clit or trying to slip inside of her.

Fortunately, her long legs were still a playground he happily experienced. Tessreallyloved having her calves massaged, and he discovered Victoria might even like it more. Working his fingers through the strikingly defined muscle of her left calf, he found and eradicated the sources of tension in it, then repeated the process in the other one.

“Thank you,” she whispered once it was finally time for her to flip over. Her eyes shone with appreciation. “You’re doing an excellent job, Liam.”

“Better than expected?” he asked, adding more oil to his hands, then beginning to resolve the tension in her feet.

“A bit,” Victoria admitted. “You must have spent alotof time practicing on my colleague.”

“Guilty as charged,” Liam said. “She made for a good teacher.”

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