GRAPHIC BY SOMETHINGOFTHEWOLF, TEXT BY TAKETHEWORDS
He hears her sigh from across the room and he lifts his head slowly, grinning like a very relaxed Cheshire cat.
“You can’t get massaged in your own room?”
“There’s more light in the front room. I like the way the sun rays feel on my bare skin.”
Her eyes roll towards the ceiling and she pulls a face he’s come to know well as her ‘feigning disgust’ face. In the back of his mind this is all going very differently.
She’s laying on her back on the massage table, soft sheet over her naked body and feet that don’t reach the end of the table peeking out. It makes him smile as he runs a finger down her arm.
Hunter walks across the room and pulls a bottle of wine from the table, pouring a glass. Kason watches as she presses the glass to her lips, taking a long drink and leaving a brush of red on the rim.
Red lips around a white smile and then a small sigh. Her body shifting beneath the cotton kiss of the sheet, a flash of tan leg, knee, thigh. His hand slides up the inner thigh and Hunter laughs. A deep, fatale laugh that makes his cock hard.
“You still enjoying those rays?”
Kason closes his eyes and hums. “Mmhmm.”
There’s a bit of a pause, and he swears he can hear her swallow the red wine. His back burns and it’s more than just the sun now. He can feel her watching him, considering him, and he moves his arms out, stretching. Shifts his muscles beneath the skin.
There’s a longer pause and then her bare feet against the carpet. “I need to look over the case file. Next time you’re naked in the front room tell me so I can bolt my door, thanks.” But her voice has a smile attached to it.
Kason goes back into his thoughts. Her kiss leaves a mark on his lips and her bare shoulders as she sits up make his muscles tighten.
