CHAPTER 03_TEMPTED

MASON’S POV

"Would you like me to continue the massage?" I asked gently.

Christiana hesitated.

"Yes...no... I don't know."

I smiled reassuringly. "We'll take it slow."

I reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair behind her ear.

"Trust me," I whispered.

Christiana's eyes locked onto mine.

"I'll try," she said softly.

As I began the massage again, this time, she wasn’t cursing, wasn’t angry, just relaxing.

She had come off as rude earlier, and I wondered why a pretty young woman like her had such a temper.

I guess I misread her. She was actually fun to be around and she smiled a lot.

Her countenance speaks tough, but staring at her intensely. I noticed as she fidgeted under my gaze earlier . She is only a woman and there's no way she won't be attracted to a man of my caliber.

Her body relaxed under my touch.

I worked gently, carefully.

Avoiding any areas that might trigger her discomfort.

With each passing moment.

I saw her defensive side drop.

Her breathing slowed.

Her eyes closed.

I continued moving slowly, taking her whole body bit by bit.

Her subtle moan. Almost inaudibly, sent shivers down my spine.

My body stiffened. I became hot. In one instance, I removed my shirt, as I attempted to relax.

I definitely should.

As I massaged her feet, I inquired “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine” she replied, her tone chilly.

I proceeded to her legs, giving them strokes and a raise and massaging them in a circular motion.

“Please turn”, I requested.

She flipped over, revealing herself in her visible lingerie, the towel no longer draped around her chest.

I was blessed with the most succulent pointing nipples I’ve seen in a while.

Her areolas were dark and her nipples almost the size of a cheese.

I was tempted.

Yet again, this is Chief’s baby girl.

“Staring much” she teased, catching me off guard.

Despite the dim light, her yellow tan skin glowed. She was stunning. I couldn’t take my eyes off her.

I stroked her hands and fingernails.

Then I tried to massage her collar region, ignoring her breasts in the way.

Of course, you know that wasn’t entirely possible.

“Feel free” she whispered, and I relaxed.

That was all the approval I needed to devour this princess in front of me.

I copped her breast. Squishy! Squeezing them gently. I applied more oil.

Exactly how they should appear.

Irresistible!

Absolutely Tempting.

In a moment of weakness, I gave in to alcohol.

I had them in my mouth.

She lets out a very loud moan. I knew she wanted them all along.

I wasn’t held back. I wasn’t halted. So, I can't back down now. I devoured hungrily, caressing the other with my hand.

I attempted to move slowly, but my little man had other ideas, and I was resisting that too. We were locked in a battle of desire.

But as passion took over, I abruptly halted, trying to change the course of events. However, she swiftly seized me and clung to me, taking my hands and guiding them where she desired.

It was like a waterfall, or perhaps an ocean. I can’t quite put it into words. She was unapologetically wet! Without a hint of remorse.

"It's in the drawer, the second one," she whispered, her tone dripping with seduction.

"What? What's in the drawer? I asked, my voice trembling.

"Something he left for you," she replied.

He? Chief Gavin?

Suddenly, the realization hit me like a ton of bricks. This is not a man that I should be messing with.

I hurriedly got up, leaving her behind, reclaiming professionalism.

I'm just here to give you a massage, ma'am". I should go. I stammered.

She glared at me, clearly upset, angry and disappointed. Her face was utterly in shock, wondering what had been wrong.

She went silent for a moment.

"Fine! Grab your stuff and go. "I'll make sure to give you a terrible review." She promised.

As much as I didn’t want to. Reluctantly, I grabbed my shirt, and wore it. Clearly avoiding her gaze.

I opened the second drawer, curiosity getting the best of me.

To my greatest surprise, I found just a single item inside.

A condom.

I glanced at her, and her radiant smile sealed my fate. My body yearned for her, my mind succumbing to desire.

The mighty bulge in my pants was craving some fun, and it danced in excitement.

I quickly tore the condom and in a jiffy pulled off my trousers. She was impressed at my speed because she wanted me just as I wanted her.