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“But it doesn’t hurt,” Sara laughed.
A knock came at the door and Ryan poked his head in. “Sorry to interrupt. But, Kylie, your three-thirty is here.”
“My three-thirty?” I asked, confused. I had come into the office today to manage things, not to give any massages. In fact, I’d retired from actually giving massages a week after the events in Houston. I only had one client now, and he was at practice and was going to be out with the team until late tonight.
Ryan just smiled and closed the door behind him.
“Hmmm,” I muttered, twisting my lips. “Okay, girls. That was all I wanted to tell you. I’ll see you all tomorrow! And good work!”
The girls filtered out of the office and I made my way into the front to find Ryan, but he wasn’t at the desk.
My three-thirty? I thought as I went back to the massage rooms. All of the doors were closed except one.
“Ryan,” I said as I opened the door. “What are you trying to pull—?”
But it wasn’t Ryan in the room waiting for me. Lying there on the massage table, completely naked in all his glory, was my beautiful fiancé.
“Trent!” I exclaimed in surprise.
“Hey, who’s this guy Ryan?” he teased, flashing me that million-dollar grin that made my heart melt and my panties wet. “And how many of his bones do I need to break?”
“What are you doing here, baby?!” I asked. “I thought you had practice and then a thing with the team?”
“I’m skipping the team dinner,” he replied. “But practice really did a number on me and I’ve got an area that requires immediate attention.”
“Oh, yeah?” I smirked, closing and locking the door behind me. “Your back?”
“No. Funny enough, my back’s fine,” he replied, turning over to reveal his broad chest, chiseled abs, and incredible cock that was standing up straight like a flagpole from his beautiful body. “I was just wondering if you could help me take care of this.”
“Mmm,” I replied as I stepped up to the table and slid out of my shirt. Trent ran his strong hand up my thigh and cupped my ass through my yoga pants. I felt my pulse quicken and I moved my eyes over my fiancé’s incredible body. He always looked even more jacked after a good workout.
“I hope I’m not interrupting anything,” he told me as he hooked his thumb in my waistband and tugged. My pants came down to my knees, exposing me before him. His eyes moved from mine down to my pussy that was already dripping for him.
“Oh, you mean one of my other appointments?” I replied as I reached over to the table and coated my hands in coconut oil. “Yeah, I actually have tons of other clients waiting for me. But I think I can make an exception for you.”
“You’d do that for me?” he asked as he slid his hand between my legs. I moaned and closed my eyes as my body came alive for him.
“Mmm, it’s a sacrifice I’d be willing to make,” I whispered as I reached out and took hold of his cock.
I still couldn’t believe his girth. My thumb and forefinger didn’t even touch when I wrapped my fingers around his shaft. Slowly, I began moving up and down as he traced my slit with his middle finger.
Trent let out a groan and arched his hips up, reached out with his other hand, and pulled me closer. I slid out of my pants, and as I stroked him gently with my fingers, feeling just how incredibly hard he was, he slid his head slightly off the table, extended his tongue, and licked me.
“Fuuuuuuuck,” I moaned as a quiver rippled through my body.
“So wet already,” he whispered, his breath playing across my slippery lips. “I love it.”
“Trent,” I moaned back. “Oh my God…”
He growled and pulled me closer, burying his face between my legs. He pressed his tongue inside me and my grip on his shaft tightened. I stroked him faster and faster as a warm white light grew inside me.
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p; “Trent…” I whispered again as my fiancé’s skilled tongue rolled across my clit, moving just the way he knew drove me crazy.
My legs shook and I clutched his chest with my free hand as my orgasm rocked me, nearly taking me off my feet. But Trent’s strong hands held me up as I came on his tongue and looked down to see his beautiful eyes staring up at me.
Yeah, this is the man I’m going to marry, I thought as I slumped down on his hard body. He moaned into my thighs, kissing them up to my hips and belly, then pulling my lips to his.
