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“The towel stays on, Miles.”
“I know. Come on. Lie down.”
She climbed onto the bed, laid on her stomach, and I began massaging her, starting with her shoulders.
“Oh, God. That feels so good,” she moaned.
As much as I tried to control my cock from getting hard, I couldn’t. Massaging her excited me, especially how much I knew she enjoyed it. I reached around, undid her towel, and moved it down, covering her beautiful ass. I needed access to her entire back. My hands moved across her back as my fingers massaged every inch. I stared at her as her eyes closed, and she fell asleep. Grabbing a blanket, I covered her with it, walked out of the room, and took care of my hard cock that ached for her.
I poured myself a bourbon and took it to the rooftop, where I could stare out at the brightly lit city. Thoughts about Stella swirled around in my head. I cared about her, maybe a little too much, which concerned me.
CHAPTER 17
Stella
I awoke, covered in a throw blanket, with the towel still on me. It was three a.m., and I couldn’t believe I’d fallen asleep while Miles was giving me a massage. That was a lie. He had me so relaxed that I couldn’t help it. The way his strong hands moved across my back and how his fingers dug into me was total bliss.
I got up, put on a nightshirt, pulled back the covers, and fell back asleep.
The following morning, I flew out of bed and ran into the bathroom.
“Oh, come on,” I said. “What the hell is going on?”
I heard footsteps behind me. Miles took hold of my hair and held it back.
“I see it’s not a good morning. It appears you have the flu.”
“I guess so.” I vomited one more time and was humiliated that he saw me like this.
He grabbed a tissue and handed it to me. Wiping my mouth, I threw the tissue in the toilet, flushed, and stood up.
“You need to get back in bed. Is there anything I can get you?” he asked.
“No. I’ll be okay. I feel better now.”
“I’ll have Dora make you some toast,” he said, walking out of the room.
Putting on my robe, I went into the kitchen.
“Good morning, Stella,” Dora said. “Your toast will be right up. Can I make you a cup of coffee or tea?”
“I’ll have some peppermint tea. Thank you, Dora.”
I sat at the island next to Miles while he ate his scrambled eggs and read the news on his phone.
“Thanks for the massage last night. I really enjoyed it.”
“You’re welcome. You were out pretty fast.”
“You relaxed me to the point of no return.” I smirked.
The corners of his mouth lifted into a handsome smile. “Anytime you need a massage, just ask. I have to get to the office. I’ll see you tonight.” He left the kitchen.
Dora set my toast and tea down in front of me.
“I have to get to the grocery store before it gets busy. Is there anything else you want me to pick up for you?” she asked.
“No. I’m fine. Thanks, Dora.”
