12. A Massage

EVANGELINE.

I don’t know how long I stared at him, but when his eyes simmered red, I knew I couldn’t test him any further and slowly inched closer to the bathtub. Now more

than ever wishing there was some bubble bath available. What if I saw his monster?

Then I needed to keep my eyes closed!

I inched nearer and kneeled behind his

head on the floor, thinking this was perfect! He couldn’t even see me from

here. But it was only a few moments later that I realised I couldn’t reach properly from here, and I slowly got up again.

Should I sit on the edge of the tub?

No never!

“I don’t have all day, Little Mouse,” He

snarled, making me flinch, my hands instantly going to his shoulders.

“S-sorry!”

Pouting I began massaging his shoulders, unsure if I was doing this correctly, but when a low groan left his lips, I got my answer. My heart thundered, I guess I was doing it correctly.

Goddess… how long did I have to do this?

He tilted his head back, and I moved away just before his head almost touched my breasts. Suddenly he reached up grabbing the back of my head making me squeak in fear as he yanked me closer, “I didn’t say you could move.”

“Y-yes.” I whispered, trying not to tremble as I massaged his shoulders. To my utter dismay, I could see he was hard,

and he didn’t seem to care that I could

see. Did he have no shame?

That scary thing… I shuddered inwardly.

He closed his eyes, his hand running down my neck, my stomach fluttered when his fingers ran down my arm, making my entire body tingle. “Don’t stop.” His voice came, and I realised I had stopped massaging him.

“Yes, my prince.” I whispered as I continued, my eyes fixed on his defined

muscles.

“I hate that title.”

Then what do I call you?

I remained silent, daring not to question

foound myself observing

how unhinged he was, you could see he was perfection, from his smooth brown skin to the firmness of his

everywhere. He was toned,

unlike me!

worked out

incredible features too, those lips looked soft, his nose firm and strong, and behind those thick lashes, that

was the man from my nightmares… Why was he

my thoughts, I continued massaging him, making sure to target all the knots

were still closed, I slowly sat down on the edge of the tub, twisting my body, so I couldn’t

something about that nightmare… I just wish

stabbed to death. I shivered at the pain I always felt

thumb into a certain area, rubbing in circles to ease the tension in him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green

flecks of gold and green blending into one

looking at

heart thumping

enjoying that massage, but your constant

Pig?

there was

perfect, and yes, I turned pink at times but it did not mean I was a pig! If I was a pig, then

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mind of

I

to massaging him.

Wash my back.”

took me several seconds

he had just

reached for the bottle of body wash,

of it onto the sponge. “C-could you move forward, p-please?” I asked

hesitantly.

tucked one knee up on the tub, making it easier to reach

was thorough and firm, pretending

I

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thought this was going to be something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will realise that I am not

omega minx he probably wanted, I

and I added more body wash to the sponge

his arms. His eyes were on my breasts now,

was scrubbing, the more

moving. I slowed down, trying not

over and done with fast! His eyes kept flickering from red to gold-green and when I finished wiping down

wrist, and in one swift.

lips as water splashed everywhere, and I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub, my heart pounding as a huge wave

wrapped around me, and I whimpered in fear.

force me. I

me in its

my mantra, I stayed

me right between his legs and his manhood poked my ass I began panicking all over again.

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