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I felt like I was on fire. My cheeks were flush and there was no way of hiding it from him. I had to hope that somehow the dim light made it less obvious, but he had to know what kind of effect he was having on me.
“O—okay…” I replied slowly.
Okay!? I thought as I slid my pants down and stepped out of them. What are you thinking!?
Trent had me under some kind of magic spell. I was hypnotized by his boyish charm and breathtaking body.
I wasn’t wearing a bra, so I slid one arm out of my t-shirt first, covered my breasts, and then slid it up and over my head and set it aside.
Stripping in a private jet in front of Trent Baron…
I made a move to get onto the massage table, keeping my arm over my chest, but Trent stepped in front of me to stop me.
“I said you had to take your clothes off.”
“I did,” I replied. But Trent merely shook his head, then lowered his eyes. I looked down. I was still wearing my underwear—a simple black thong.
“You’re kidding, right?” I asked. He shook his head again.
“If you want a real massage,” he replied. “Then you need to be in your birthday suit.”
Every rational part of my brain told me not to listen to him—told me to tell him to go fuck himself and that I was keeping my panties on, thank you very much, and that if he couldn’t massage the rest of my body with those few inches of fabric in the way then he must not know what he was doing!
But the other part of my brain, the one that seemed to have control over me, the one that I was listening to, had a different answer.
“Okay,” I replied, as I hooked a thumb into the band of my thong and pulled it down and let it drop to my ankles.
“There we go,” Trent smiled, indicating to the massage table. “Now let’s get started.”
Trembling, I lay myself down on the table, completely naked and bare before him, but more excited than I’d been in my entire life.
What was I doing? This was the exact opposite of what I came here for.
When his hands touched my skin, I almost jumped off the table.
“Don’t be nervous,” he told me. “I’m not going to hurt you or anything.”
“I—I know,” I whispered back. “I just—no man’s ever touched me like this before.”
“Really?” Trent asked. “No boyfriend of yours has ever offered to show you his massage skills? That seems like a challenge many guys would want to take up.”
Trent’s fingers moved across my back with an energy that pulsed through every inch of my body. My head was spinning as I tried my best to process what was happening. I felt like a ship in uncharted waters. My entire life had been turned upside down.
“I, uh…don’t have much luck with boys,” I admitted. Trent leaned so close to me that I could feel the heat from his body.
“You’re not a virgin, are you?” he whispered.
“I—”
“That’s okay, princess,” he said gently. “Don’t be ashamed. I like it.”
And then his lips touched the skin at the base of my neck and I almost lost my mind.
My back arched and my hips lifted off the table. My mouth opened as though I was going to gasp, but no sound came out.
Trent’s strong hands slid down my side and took hold of my hips as he kissed his way down my back.
Oh my God! I thought. This is happening!
