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You know that thing where you book a completely innocent massage, and then your whole body just betrays you, and suddenly there’s a sensual massage erection pressing into your lower back like a secret that can’t stay hidden? That was me yesterday, and I’m still flushed thinking about it, because the whole scene flipped from chill to charged in about two seconds flat, with his oiled palms gliding over my shoulders before slipping lower to trace the dip of my spine, and when he lingered over that spot just above my hips, I couldn’t help but arch right into him, a needy little sound slipping out before I could catch it, which only made him bolder, sliding his fingertips underneath the towel’s edge while his breath got all hot and uneven against my neck, and I just melted into the sheets, hyper-aware of every single point of contact, feeling that heat pool low in my belly as I silently begged for him to stop being so polite about it, and when he finally rolled me over, I saw how wrecked he was too, straining against those shorts with the tip peeking out, and I didn’t even hesitate, just spread my legs like it was the most natural thing in the world, letting him take over from there, the pretense gone, replaced by this raw, slick, desperate rhythm that had me clawing at his back and gasping into his mouth until we both fell apart.