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"A total body massage must include the face and temples."
Jordan was finding it difficult to remain aloof to her natural sensuality. He felt a stirring in his loins as his mind reeled with the images that assaulted his psyche, all of them involving a very sexy redhead.
Little did he know, that a touch to her face was instant arousal for Kaylie. She closed her eyes and absorbed the heat of his touch, feeling a heat building within her. She reached out to him to steady herself, placing her hands upon his waist. His hands slid into her hair, massaging her scalp as his hands moved behind her head. She laid her head back in his hands and fantasized that there were lips, hot and moist placed upon her neck.
Then, she realized, it was no fantasy. Jordan's tongue and lips were tasting her smooth, silken skin. She inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of his cologne, her body reacting to his kiss as she felt a dampness developing between her legs.
Her hands slid around his waist and she slipped a hand into his waistband, pulling him closer to her until their bodies were pressed against one another.
"We shouldn't..., " her sentence trailed off. He placed his hand on either side of her face and raised her eyes to look at him, his eyes searching, looking for an answer.
She pulled away from him, shaking her head as if to clear it.
"We really shouldn't. There is so much to be done and Larry is working upstairs." Her body screamed for intimacy, touch and release. It had been months since she had been with anyone.
Kaylie tried to stand erect and as she did, she felt a muscle in her back flex, uncomfortably so. Her hand moved to the small of her back and she grimaced.
Jordan noticed her discomfort. "Okay. You seem sore, though. If you like, I can rub your back for you, only your back. I would never do anything with a lady unless she wanted me to. You can trust me." His face seemed earnest and his words sincere.
Her back had been through a veritable war over the last week. Packing for the move was taking it's toll.
"Just a massage would be nice. I am so sore."
"Here, lean over the back of the couch. That will help your muscles stretch a bit." Boxes were stacked haphazardly behind the couch and she was hard pressed to find a clear space in which she could stand. Jordan was behind her and guided her to lean forward over the back of the couch with his hands on her shoulder. Kaylie tried to sound flippant when she blurted, "just a back rub. That's all." Her voice was shrill. His proximity was making it difficult to relax.
Jordan nodded and began massaging her shoulders. He stood directly behind her as the boxes prevented his standing anywhere else. His hands moved along her shoulder blades and back up to her neck. He leaned forward to work his fingers along the back of her neck and moved forward, just a bit. In that movement, he found his waist pressed against her bottom. The contact threatened to erase the altruistic thoughts from his mind. He tried concentrating more on the taut muscles at the back of her neck and less on the pressure of her ass against his manhood. He could feel his cock struggling against the confines of his uniform.
His closeness to her and his reaction were not lost on Kaylie. She had been hyper aware of his proximity since the beginning. She sighed at the light pressure of him against her. Unconsciously, she pressed her ass against him, feeling his hardness against her. She sighed.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. I will stop if you like, " the tone of his words was husky with desire. His meaning not lost on her. If she agreed to continue, it wouldn't, no couldn't be a simple massage. However, his hands had played her mind and body, her desire evident by the heat building in her abdomen and the wetness in her panties.
"No, don't' stop," she said softly.
Kaylie heard James moan, as his hands moved her over her back.