Chapter 6
SEBASTIAN
As I pull the towel up to cover my butt so I’m decent for Jade’s virginal eyes, I happen to see that her cheeks are flushed, and her bright blue eyes are roving over my body like a fiend.
I’ve made sure I’m ripped because that’s the kind of guy she drools over. But after Jade made a big song and dance about not wanting anything sexual to occur because she was saving herself, I lowered my expectations. However, I know arousal when I see it, and she’s definitely turned on.
‘Is there any oil?’ she asks breathlessly, sitting on the edge of the bed.
I nod at the black glass bottle on the nightstand.
Jade releases the rubber stopper with a soft pop.
I burrow my head into the pillow, waiting for her oily hands to begin caressing my skin.
This was a good idea; it’s going to be like having a home spa.
I have been working too hard lately, trying to fill my quota, so I deserve a little massage treat.
There’s silence.
Then a cry.
‘Ow, this oil is fucking hot! It’s burning my hands!’
Shit.
I prop myself on one elbow and swipe the bottle away from her before she can get it on any other parts of exposed skin. She’s grimacing and waving around her hands, which are admittedly glowing a delicate shade of pink, to cool them down.
‘Sorry about that,’ I apologise hastily. ‘I forgot it was ghost chilli oil.’
‘Why the fuck do you have ghost chilli oil?’
Because it gives me a massive hard-on. ‘Because I indulge in the occasional self-massage.’
‘Are you nuts?’ She wipes her eyes with the back of her hand as tears leak out from the miasma of chilli fumes.
‘Don’t get it in your eyes! You’ll blind yourself. Here.’ I hold out my box of special tissues for clean-up purposes. ‘These should ease the sting.’
Jade wipes her fingers with a handful of tissues and takes more for her eyes. ‘That’s better,’ she says, sounding relieved.
‘What kind of oil do you want to use?’ I ask.
She considers. ‘What about ... lavender?’
Lavender! I’m going to smell like a fucking ladies’ powder room.
I sigh. ‘Fine.’
Why am I being so accommodating? I usually have more backbone than this. But for some reason, I want to please her. I snap my fingers, and the black bottle is instantly replaced with a purple bottle.
Jade gasps. ‘Wow, that’s so cool.’
I grin and bury my face in the pillow again. The smell of lavender wafts through the air, and a cool trickle of oil hits my back. Then a gush follows, and before I know it, my entire back is swimming in lavender oil.
‘Bloody hell, woman! Are you using the entire bottle?’ I growl, and Jade giggles softly.
‘I may have gone a bit overboard. Yikes. Try not to move. It will hopefully sink in.’
Her fingers smooth the oil around so I’m evenly coated, and she begins rhythmically kneading my shoulder blades with confident strokes.
I’m pleasantly surprised that she actually knows what she’s doing.
She works on a few knots in my neck, digging her fingers in hard.
Then she focuses on loosening all the tight muscles around my spine and lower back.
‘Lucifer’s claw, that feels amazing,’ I groan, lifting my head slightly.
She pushes my head back into the pillow.
‘I’m glad to hear it. You’ve got loads of knots, Sebastian. You should offer a massage option every now and again rather than intercourse. It’s making you tense.’
I grunt. ‘It’s the lack of intercourse that’s making me tense,’ I mutter, my voice muffled by the pillow.
‘What?’
‘Nothing.’
Jade pulls the towel down on either side of my butt and massages my hip area.
My eyebrows rise. She’s getting rather familiar.
They almost shoot into my hairline when she pulls the towel off altogether and strokes over my naked buttocks.
So much for my attempt at decorum! I shift my hips a little as my trapped cock starts twitching.
‘Uh, are you OK with this? I know it’s scope creep, but your gluteus maximus is very tight. Like right here,’ she says, pressing her finger painfully into a twinging muscle. There’s that breathless tone to her voice again.
I lift my head slightly. ‘Go for your life. But please stop at any point if it makes you uncomfortable.’
And since you’re saving yourself.
I wonder if she’ll tell her future husband she massaged a devil’s butt. I think not.
Jade takes me at my word and goes for her life.
I’m not sure whether to groan in pain or moan in pleasure as she strokes and rubs and presses all over my buttocks.
So I do a little of both. My cock by now is becoming painfully hard, and I rock my hips into the bed, attempting to get more friction.
Maybe I can stroke myself without her noticing . ..
Just when I decide to wriggle a hand in, Jade’s own hands lift from my buttocks, and there’s a stony silence. Whoops, can she tell I’m getting turned on? Or is she trying to get a gander at my balls? They’re squashed up alongside my cock, so she can’t. Nice try, darling.
The strong smell of lavender floats into the air again. And a slick of oil is smoothed on my butt and upper thighs.
‘Your skin is quite dry,’ she murmurs. ‘It’s soaking it up.’ Yes, and it’s now running into my butt crack! My arse is going to stink of flowers!
But I’m at her mercy as she thoroughly massages my thighs and calves and even does the soles of my feet and toes.
‘I’m all done,’ she says. ‘Unless you want to turn over so I can even you up? I’m happy to massage anywhere else ... that’s feeling tense ... arms ... shoulders...’ Jade trails off, sounding flustered.
I grin to myself, knowing exactly what’s going on in her head.
She’s worked herself into a lather at the sight of my naked body, and now she’s turned on and wants to give me a happy ending.
A thrill of excitement runs through me at her being up for that.
Not only does it mean I can upgrade her experience with no questions asked, but I get to blow my load too.
Oh, my innocent little bird, you are in for a lovely big treat.