Massage Lovers Unite in Asia

asian massage turned out to be exactly what i needed after that brutal week, and honestly i almost didn’t go through with it but the moment i walked into that dim little parlor in bangkok the scent of lemongrass hit me and i felt my shoulders drop for the first time in days her hands were impossibly warm gliding over my oiled skin working out every knot with this slow deliberate pressure that had me melting into the table my head was spinning from the way her fingers grazed my thighs so casual at first then lingering just a beat too long the heat spread low in my belly and i let out a shaky breath as her thumbs dug into my lower back that switch from ache to bliss was so sudden i couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped my throat she just laughed quietly and dimmed the lamp before climbing onto the table to straddle me from behind her body pressed flat against mine rhythm gentle but intentional my hands gripped the towel beneath me as goosebumps ran down my arms it was honest and raw and i left completely wrecked but in the best way possible.