As the tension built between them, they finally relented and retreated to her private massage room. The scent of expensive oils filled the air as she began to work her magic on his knotted muscles. Her hands were strong yet gentle as she kneaded his flesh, coaxing out every ounce of stress. His heart raced with anticipation as he felt her warm breath graze his neck from time to time. Her massage became more intense, her fingers digging deeper into his flesh, causing pleasure/pain mixed signals to fire off in his brain. She leaned in close, her breasts pressing against his back, and whispered naughty nothings in his ear that sent shivers down his spine. The bed creaked under their combined weight as they moved together in a primal dance of lust. When she finally finished, they were both drenched in sweat and panting heavily, but there was no room for rest as they continued to explore each other's bodies, their passion unquenchable in the heat of the moment.
