Page 131 of Fostering Chemistry
“A massage?”
“You seemed to like it when Diego rubbed your feet before. Why don’t you flip over, and we’ll work on your back and shoulders while you think about what you want next?”
I looked from him to Diego to Cody. Then I smiled. “A massage sounds perfect.”
37
MIA
With the sheetstill over me, I shrugged out of the babydoll nightie and turned over. Pushing the pillow out of the way, I folded my arms under my head. My skin felt heated and tight as I waited, yearning for their touch.
The bed dipped as Cody shifted next to me. The same fingers that could produce beautiful music dug into my hair. I let out a soft moan as he began to massage my scalp. His strong, skilled fingers worked their magic, kneading them, and delicious shivers radiated across my body.
Diego joined in, his hand flat on my back, rubbing lightly, as if giving me a moment to acclimate to his touch. Then his hands slid up to my neck and shoulders, strong fingers digging into the knots and tension points. Stress melted away as I relaxed into the mattress.
Then a light, tentative touch grazed my waist, and when I glanced down, I saw Aaron crouched by my hip. I met his eye and smiled.
“How does that feel?” he asked.
“Heavenly.”
“Ready for it to feel even better?”
“Yes.” My answer turned into a moan as Cody swirled his fingers in circles, making my scalp tingle.
Then Aaron began in earnest, thumbs digging deep into my lower back. His touch was different from the others, more possessive, more intimate. His fingers dug into my muscles, kneading and rubbing, his touch making my skin heat.
I sighed, my eyes fluttering closed. Why the hell were these three working toward degrees? They could’ve opened a massage parlor and made millions. As their hands kneaded and explored, tension drained from my body, but it was replaced by something else. Something that was slowly building inside me.
Six hands were on my nearly naked body. And three hot men were in bed with me. Those numbers almost made math sexy, and they definitely made me squirm. Aaron laughed softly as my hips shimmied. His hands slid lower, under the sheet, his fingers brushing the curve of my ass. I gasped, my body tensing slightly, but he just continued his massage, his touch light and teasing. With so many hands on me, it was hard to focus on just one set, but I was somehow aware of every fingertip on my ass.
Then he slipped a finger under the strap of the skimpy panties, making me jolt. “Can these come off?” he asked softly.
Without giving myself time to think, I nodded. Then I buried my face in my arms, not looking at any of them. Strong fingers brushed across my ass again and then slid down, taking my panties with them. The sheet was pushed aside as I lifted each foot so Aaron could slide them all the way off.
This was it. I was completely naked. Even the sheet was gone. The only thing covering me was their hands. It was intoxicating but also a big step.
Aaron’s hand slid up and down the back of my thigh, producing shivers wherever he touched. I trembled as his hand glided between my legs, tugging slightly. “If you spread your legs, it’ll feel even better.”
I flinched, but I didn’t know why. Diego had just been between my legs, his touch so damn intoxicating. But now, the reality of what we were doing—whatIwas doing with three men—was catching up to me. Even though I wanted this.
Diego leaned over me, his chest pressing against my back. “You’re okay, Mia.” His voice was just a faint whisper… I wasn’t sure the others could even hear it. “You’re in control—we can stop whenever you say. But if you want this, just relax and enjoy it. No one’s judging you. We all want to make you feel good. That’s all we’re thinking about.” Then he lightly kissed my earlobe. “That and how fucking gorgeous you are.”
Cody heard that last part. “So. Fucking. Gorgeous.” He planted a kiss on my head right in the middle of my tangled, tousled hair. I hoped they liked the bedhead look.
The hands on me stilled as they waited. Finally, without looking at anyone, I nodded and parted my legs.
The mattress shifted as Aaron moved between them, which meant he could seeeverything. But it also meant he could touch everything. And my desire for that was rapidly overcoming my hesitancy.
Aaron gripped my hips, his thumbs digging into the soft curves, and I squirmed under his hold.
“I think she likes that,” Diego said.
Shit. It was embarrassing, having them talk about me like I was some kind of science experiment. But Diego’s hypothesis was dead-on.
And Aaron had been right, too. It felt much better now that he had full access. Soon, I was writhing on the bed, as many fingers glided over my heated skin, squeezing and kneading. It was absolute bliss, but pressure was building inside me. When Aaron squeezed my ass with both hands, I squealed and reached for something to hold on to. I ended up with a handful of Cody’s black pajama pants, clutching them like a lifeline.
Cody chuckled softly and brushed my hair back from my face. As I squirmed on the bed, he pressed his index finger against my mouth, tracing my lips. Diego kept working my shoulders and back while Aaron’s hand drifted lower.
