All Chapters of Kiss It Better: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Two fires are burning beneath my cheeks. A thrill surges through me as our lips meet.I’m kissing Anthony Sanders…It almost doesn’t feel real. But even if it’s not – even if I’m somehow dreaming – I know one thing for sure. It’s amazing.I came in here as a professional woman to give a professional massage because that’s what I am. I got my CMT license in 18 months and work out of my best friend, Melissa’s, massage parlor. When I got the call from Anthony’s assistant offering the job interview, I almost didn’t take it, and this is why.“There’s no way he wants a genuine masseuse,” I’d told Melissa. “He just wants a girl to take care of him every morning.”Melissa simply shrugged. “So? See how much it pays before you turn it down.”“I didn’t bust my ass for my license just to go give hand jobs to billionaires!” I’d huffed. But in the end, I’d decided to risk it, telling myself that no matter what, I wouldn’t end up doing something like what I’m doing right now.I also didn’t expect An

There she is.I have to stop in my tracks when I see her – her beautiful body on full display. I grin as my cock swells. I was right; no panties.I brace myself against the wall as I start to get light-headed. All the blood immediately rushing to my power source has me off balance. I didn’t get a wink of sleep last night. All I could see every time I closed my eyes was her. I knew if I didn’t do something I’d never see her again.So I did something.It may not have been the most noble or ethical decision, but it got her here, and that’s all that matters.“Holy cannoli,” I say with a smile as I enter the room. I inhale deeply, relishing the return of her scent. Cilla lifts her head from the face cushion and glares fire at me.“Really? That’s my expression.”“You own it?” I ask as I go around to the table where I’ve set up my things. “You trademarked it? I wasn’t aware.”I’m teasing, but she’s not having it. She’s pissed. But I’ll soon fix that.I light the candles, close the door, and

“So, uh…where’d you learn your technique?” I ask, trying not to stroke his ego any more by asking him how he got so amazing at giving massages.“It sounds weird, but back in high school.”“High school?”“There was this girl named Kelsey in my chemistry class. I think she liked me and would always ask me to rub her back when we had double period. She told me I had deli-fingers.”“Deli-fingers!?” I laugh. “Like…cold cuts?”Anthony chuckles. “Deli like delicate.”“Oh, that makes more sense.” And it’s true, but I don’t say that. But Anthony doesn’t let me off that easy.“Do you agree?”Shit.“I mean…your technique is solid.” I’m trying so hard not to come right out and tell him that what he’s doing is driving me wild. He doesn’t need any more confidence or he might overflow with it.“Solid,” he remarks, stepping closer, so close I can feel the heat from his torso against my neck. His scent fills my nose. “Yeah. I’m feeling pretty solid too right now.”And then his hands move…down…He gras

I feel like a basketball being pushed past its inflation point. I’m right on the edge, and one more pump from one of those air pump thingies, and I’m going to burst.This is the second time I’ve sped away from Anthony Sanders’s house, and there will not be a third! I should have known better than to come here, but I let myself be swindled by his little scheme and now it’s biting me in my ass – my oiled-up ass that is so uncomfortable now in my yoga pants.I don’t care about the money. He could offer me ten million dollars to go back and I wouldn’t. Whatever crazy thoughts I had in my mind about him being a decent guy are gone now. Now that I’ve met his wife.Maybe I could have been convinced to come back on a strictly professional basis if she hadn’t looked like a killer out of a horror movie and tried to attack me.Maybe, but I doubt it.But now? Pssh, forget it. This girl don’t need that drama.I can’t even wait to spill the beans to Melissa. She’s in the shower when I get home, but

All I can think, with my face buried between Cilla’s perfect thighs, while I drag my tongue up her slick slit and find her clit, is that if I died right now, I’d be a happy man. I still have to claim her of course, but I’m already in heaven.“Anthony…” Her breath is soft and labored as I flatten my tongue on her little pleasure button. The scent of her pussy has me going crazy, and her taste has me feeling wild. My cock is a hot bar of desire ready to stretch her tight, untouched walls and make them mine.But first I’m going to make her come.Standing over her, I grab her breast as she jerks me and pinch her nipple just hard enough to cause her to gasp again. I feel a rush of wetness against my chin and move my tongue faster, causing her hand to move faster on my cock.It’s been days since I last came, and I could probably bust right now, but I tighten my core and keep my focus on her. More pressure. I take a breath, inhaling her sweet scent as her body goes tense. She raises up sligh