Page 11 of Decoding Emma
“Emma didn’t know what kind of company we were until a few minutes ago,” Asher said.He put his hand on my arm.“Are you okay?”
“I’m…fine.”The words came out softly.I’d never seen so many sex items in my life.I wasn’t a prude, but this was… I kept coming back to the phrase ‘unlike anything I’d ever seen’.Was it over the top?Probably not, considering what the company did.I took a deep breath, willing myself not to blush.
“This is our demo room.By that, I mean we have one of everything currently being tested available for use.”Marcus extended his arm in a gesture indicating the entire room.“Many of our employees are more than willing to beta test for us.”
I felt heat bloom from my center throughout my entire body at Marcus’s words.Did I want to be one of those employees?
“Shall we check it out?”Asher tightened his hold on my arm.
“Sure.Why not?”I took a deep breath, trying to steady my heart.
We stopped at the first row of tables.
“Massage oils?”That was a little surprising to me.What did oils typically used for massage have to do with sex?
“Lots of different ones,” Marcus commented.A woman with curly red hair motioned for Marcus.“Be right back,” he said, then walked over to talk to her.
“Think about coming home after a long day at the computer, and your lover is waiting, candles lit, the massage table waiting for you,” Asher said.“Soft music is playing.Your lover undresses you and helps you onto the massage table and has you lay on your stomach.”
At some point, he had released my arm and now maintained a respectful distance, making me feel safe even as his words swathed me in sensations.I inhaled a shaky breath.
“I start at your temples.Stroking in a curricular motion, clockwise and then counter clockwise, until I see some of the tension leaving your body.”Asher’s voice was a husky whisper.
I fought against squirming.My body was already reacting to his words.My skin heated, my pussy throbbed.
“I move my hands to your neck, working my thumbs from the base of your neck down your spine.Up and down, over your neck and head.The tension slowly drains out of you.”
His words ratcheted up my tension in other ways.
“Next, while keeping one hand on your perfect skin, I pick up the warmed bottle of vanilla oil.”He opened the bottle and leaned in to hold it under my nose.“I pour a small amount onto the curve of your back.”
The sweet, rich, and syrupy smell hit my senses.I wanted to sink into the scent.
“I dip my fingers into the oil and spread it over your back as I begin to massage your shoulders, working out all the knots, then I work out from your spine.With each movement of my hands, your body sinks more and more into the table.”
I had to remind myself to breathe.My mind felt like it was shorting out; I could barely think.If I didn’t stop this fantasy, I’d end up a puddle on the floor at his feet.
“I get it.You don’t have to continue.”I tried to keep my voice steady and cool, but my skin was on fire, and my body felt more alive than it had ever been.
Professional, Emma.Pull yourself together.
Asher chuckled.“See how massage oils can be fantasy-fulfilling?”
Oh, boy, did I.
Was he trying to arouse me?
My body’s reaction to his ‘fantasy’ felt almost like some sort of betrayal.My ire rose in response to my lack of control, but I pushed it away.There was no reason to get into it with him now.But if something similar happened again, we’d have to talk about boundaries.
The ringing of a phone made me jump.
“Sorry.”Marcus, thank goodness, was at the other end of the table and probably hadn’t heard Asher’s words.Marcus pulled out his cell phone as I moved on to the next table.
“Asher, can you continue the tour?I have an issue in the lab.”
“Sure.Go ahead.”
“It was great to meet you, Emma.”
