Because he was massaging my inner thighs, I automatically spread my legs wider to give him space. It made him lose his rhythm and groan a little.
“You were right, Tyton.”
“I’m always right, but what are you referring to?”
“Your hands are great for this. I’m enjoying it.”
“Good.” He kept massaging me and then he asked in a low voice. “About that in and out thing. Do you want me to do that?” His hands went higher, and it was starting to do funny things to my body.
“This is weird.”
“What is?”
“Just now, I felt a tingling.” I laughed because it felt silly that I’d react so differently to a massage I’d had hundreds of times before.
“You mean when I did this?” He had a firm grip on the outside of my thigh and let his other hand slide all the way up my inner thigh, only to stop before touching my most sensitive spot.
“If feels different when you do it. Maybe it’s because I’m not just another client to you.”
“Fuck no.”
“I’m trying to use this for the book. I’m thinking Deidra and Mark could have a massage that goes into something more.”
“That would be hot.”
“I’m just not sure Motlanders would see it like that. I mean massages are so common and non-sexual that they might not think anything of it.”
“Even if he goes this high?” Tyton’s hand stopped all the way up with the tip of his fingers touching my panties.
“You’re not doing anything but touching the fabric there. Maybe we’ve been desensitized but I feel like it would take a lot more before my audience would think of it as something sexual.”
“Then he could remove her panties.”
“I don’t think that would matter. People are naked during massages back home.
“What if he pushed her panties to the side, like this?” I felt Tyton move his finger up under the fabric of my panties.
“I don’t know.”
His breathing changed, and he got bolder, squeezing my thighs tighter and pushing my legs apart. “Or what if he tasted her?”
My brow rose up and I kept looking at him. “Tasted her?”
“Yes, tasted her.” As he said it, he lifted his finger to his mouth and licked it with a slow movement.
A surge of what could only be pure arousal shot through me. “They wouldn’t expect that.”
“Then why not let Mark turn Deidra around like this…”
I didn’t resist when he turned me around, nor did I try to cover my breasts. I just listened as Tyton continued, “…and have him lick her cute pussy.” His eyes were roaming over my body with burning desire and like something out of an antique novel, he hooked his arms around my thighs and pulled me to him. He gave me plenty of time to protest when he dipped his head and kissed my pelvic bone.
I watched and promised myself that I’d remember all the amazing emotions going through my body at that time. “Wait.”
Lifting his head again, Tyton looked stubborn like he wouldn’t be pulled away from his favorite meal just yet.
“I think that could work, but isn’t it weird if Mark does that to her, without their having even kissed first?”
“Would a massage involve kissing?”
