Lawful Escort
Page 44
As Daniel took his cock into his hand, he closed his eyes and imagined Sabrina in the shower with him. Her hand touching him. Her mouth. Her tongue. Her hand tightening around his shaft, sliding up and down on it, first slow and then faster, harder. Until he was panting.
It didn’t take much for him to find release. Within seconds, he came and shot his seed against the tile wall of the shower. Daniel only hoped that this release would help him get through the rest of the day and the night. But he had his doubts.
He started to understand the depth of his feelings, and his body yearned for a joining with her. He had to get himself under control. After what Holly had told him about Sabrina, he knew she had to be wooed gently. Ramming her with his rod wasn’t the way to go. Not yet anyway.
When he stepped back into the bedroom, again fully dressed, he looked around for her. He found Sabrina on the terrace, where she’d already spotted the next surprise he’d planned for her.
The staff of the inn had organized a professional massage table and set it up outside. She looked at him, her green eyes questioning him.
“What is this?”
He was sure she’d seen a massage table before, but that wasn’t her question. “It’s exactly what it looks like. Are you ready for your massage?”
“When’s the masseuse coming?”
He could tell she liked the idea of a massage and smiled. “He’s already here.” Sabrina looked at him, and within seconds realization washed over her face.
“You?”
Daniel nodded. “I took a class.”
More like a crash course. Last night. He handed her the bathrobe which lay on the massage table.
“Get undressed and put this on.”
He nodded toward the bathroom.
“You can’t be serious.” It was only half a protest.
“I’ve seen you naked before. There’s no need to be shy. I promise you, you’ll enjoy it.”
***
Sabrina contemplated whether to allow him to massage her. The idea of a relaxing massage pleased her, but she was unsure as to her reaction to feeling his hands on her naked skin. It was one hell of a temptation, and she wondered if it would be safe. He’d been a gentleman all day up till now.
Even when she’d found herself waking up with her body half covering his, he’d not used the situation to his own advantage. She knew that she’d been the one who’d cuddled up to him and not the other way around. Just before she’d fallen asleep, she’d felt the urge to be close to him, and her mind had already shut off. Her instincts had taken over, and she’d scooted over to him. Her body had just done what it wanted and molded itself to his.
He’d placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head before she’d freed herself from his body but had made no other attempt at touching her. Well, their agreement had been that he was allowed to kiss her, but she’d thought he’d meant those steamy, hot, smoldering kisses he’d bestowed on her during their first two evenings of passion. Not the chaste pecks he’d given her today.
“I’ll be right back,” Sabrina announced, took the bathrobe and went back inside. Less than two minutes later she was back, wearing the bathrobe with not a stitch of clothing underneath it.
It was time to see whether his kisses would remain this chaste after he’d massaged her. She stopped her own thoughts. Why the hell was she even thinking that? She should be happy that he kept his tongue to himself. His tongue. The thought of it caressing her skin …
No! She shouldn’t think of it. He’d basically blackmailed her into this weekend and this booking, and she’d be out of her mind if she let herself be lulled into this again. She had to think of herself and the fact that in a few days he’d be gone, and she’d be miserable, because she’d fallen for a man who only saw her as a toy to play with.
Sabrina dropped her bathrobe and lay down on her stomach. She was fully aware of his gaze on her and how he swallowed hard when she stood before him entirely nude for a mere few seconds.
Daniel placed a large soft towel over the length of her body.
“I hope you like the scent of lavender.” His voice sounded raspy.
“Mmm hmm,” she replied and relaxed into the comfortable massage table.
She felt his hands graze her shoulders as he pulled the towel down to her hips. The sound of his hands lathering themselves with oil followed, and she went rigid in anticipation of his touch.
The instant she felt his strong hands on her back, starting with long strokes from her shoulders down to her waist, she realized that she would have a snowball’s chance in hell of resisting him if he tried to seduce her. But it was too late to withdraw now. She was in his hands, in his very capable hands.
It didn’t take much for him to find release. Within seconds, he came and shot his seed against the tile wall of the shower. Daniel only hoped that this release would help him get through the rest of the day and the night. But he had his doubts.
He started to understand the depth of his feelings, and his body yearned for a joining with her. He had to get himself under control. After what Holly had told him about Sabrina, he knew she had to be wooed gently. Ramming her with his rod wasn’t the way to go. Not yet anyway.
When he stepped back into the bedroom, again fully dressed, he looked around for her. He found Sabrina on the terrace, where she’d already spotted the next surprise he’d planned for her.
The staff of the inn had organized a professional massage table and set it up outside. She looked at him, her green eyes questioning him.
“What is this?”
He was sure she’d seen a massage table before, but that wasn’t her question. “It’s exactly what it looks like. Are you ready for your massage?”
“When’s the masseuse coming?”
He could tell she liked the idea of a massage and smiled. “He’s already here.” Sabrina looked at him, and within seconds realization washed over her face.
“You?”
Daniel nodded. “I took a class.”
More like a crash course. Last night. He handed her the bathrobe which lay on the massage table.
“Get undressed and put this on.”
He nodded toward the bathroom.
“You can’t be serious.” It was only half a protest.
“I’ve seen you naked before. There’s no need to be shy. I promise you, you’ll enjoy it.”
***
Sabrina contemplated whether to allow him to massage her. The idea of a relaxing massage pleased her, but she was unsure as to her reaction to feeling his hands on her naked skin. It was one hell of a temptation, and she wondered if it would be safe. He’d been a gentleman all day up till now.
Even when she’d found herself waking up with her body half covering his, he’d not used the situation to his own advantage. She knew that she’d been the one who’d cuddled up to him and not the other way around. Just before she’d fallen asleep, she’d felt the urge to be close to him, and her mind had already shut off. Her instincts had taken over, and she’d scooted over to him. Her body had just done what it wanted and molded itself to his.
He’d placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head before she’d freed herself from his body but had made no other attempt at touching her. Well, their agreement had been that he was allowed to kiss her, but she’d thought he’d meant those steamy, hot, smoldering kisses he’d bestowed on her during their first two evenings of passion. Not the chaste pecks he’d given her today.
“I’ll be right back,” Sabrina announced, took the bathrobe and went back inside. Less than two minutes later she was back, wearing the bathrobe with not a stitch of clothing underneath it.
It was time to see whether his kisses would remain this chaste after he’d massaged her. She stopped her own thoughts. Why the hell was she even thinking that? She should be happy that he kept his tongue to himself. His tongue. The thought of it caressing her skin …
No! She shouldn’t think of it. He’d basically blackmailed her into this weekend and this booking, and she’d be out of her mind if she let herself be lulled into this again. She had to think of herself and the fact that in a few days he’d be gone, and she’d be miserable, because she’d fallen for a man who only saw her as a toy to play with.
Sabrina dropped her bathrobe and lay down on her stomach. She was fully aware of his gaze on her and how he swallowed hard when she stood before him entirely nude for a mere few seconds.
Daniel placed a large soft towel over the length of her body.
“I hope you like the scent of lavender.” His voice sounded raspy.
“Mmm hmm,” she replied and relaxed into the comfortable massage table.
She felt his hands graze her shoulders as he pulled the towel down to her hips. The sound of his hands lathering themselves with oil followed, and she went rigid in anticipation of his touch.
The instant she felt his strong hands on her back, starting with long strokes from her shoulders down to her waist, she realized that she would have a snowball’s chance in hell of resisting him if he tried to seduce her. But it was too late to withdraw now. She was in his hands, in his very capable hands.
