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

the deadly man before me. If we forgot about how unhinged he was, you could

everywhere. He was

unlike me!

worked out so much?

those lips looked soft, his nose firm and strong, and behind those thick lashes, that I only noticed now, were eyes of a stunning colour.

my nightmares… Why was

over my thoughts, I continued massaging him, making sure to target all the knots I could feel.

I was good at it. Seeing his eyes were still closed, I slowly sat down on the edge of the tub, twisting my body, so I couldn’t target his

about that nightmare… I just

the pain I always felt in my nightmares; it felt so

area, rubbing in circles to ease the tension in him. I looked down, gazing

could see the flecks of gold and green blending into one another… such intense eyes…

that were looking at me?

I jerked back, my heart thumping as I realised

was enjoying that massage, but your constant squealing like a pig is

Pig?

was offended, there

perfect, and yes, I turned pink at times but it did

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goes through that mind of

he glared at me. Oh, I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance to warn

to massaging him.

Wash my back.”

took me several seconds to

he had just said, my

for the bottle of body wash, squirting a

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

hesitantly.

but he sat forward, and I tucked one knee up on the tub,

made sure I was thorough and firm,

scrub, scrub… I hummed in my

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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

I was a good cleaner,

raised his arm, and I added more body

on my breasts now, and I

scrubbing, the more they

slowed

His eyes kept

hold of my wrist, and in one

shriek left my lips as water splashed everywhere, and I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub, my heart pounding as a huge wave of water splashed in my face, drenching me.

arms wrapped around me, and I whimpered

force me. I kept repeating in my head, trying to fight the

me

my mantra, I stayed stiff in

his legs and his manhood poked my ass I began

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