He cheated i chose two firefighters novel Chapter 116

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Dylan’s POV

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Ingrid sets up the massage bed and covers it with sheets. She instructs me to undress and lie face down on the table with my head in the headrest. She steps out of the room while I remove my clothes. Okay, this seems like a good sign. Perhaps this is merely a standard massage. I release a breath; thank goodness. Ingrid is beautiful, but truly I only want Natalie. Natalie is everything. She is sexy, down to earth, intelligent, kind, possesses fantastic head game, and her ass–Jesus, her ass. I need to stop thinking about it. I am beginning to get hard. Damn! I pinch the tip to make myself go soft. I settle at a half–chub, which will have to suffice. I lie down quickly and pull the sheet over my bare ass.

Ingrid gives a gentle knock and, when I mumble for her to enter, she comes in. She turns on some soft music from her phone. I hear her reach into her small bag and the next thing I know, she is rubbing oil onto my shoulders and back. Fffffffuck, this feels good. She kneads me as if I am putty. I feel my muscles begin to relax, and I nearly drool. She is skilled. I feel myself drifting off slightly. She even

massages my glutes and it is pure heaven. I never knew receiving an ass massage could feel so

incredibly good.

She softly tells me to turn over. She holds the sheet over me as I turn. The sheet brushes my cock lightly and it twitches. No, damn Chapter Unlocked, Enjoy Reading!hink of Clayton’s hairy ass. But then an image of Clayton fucking Natalie, with me beneath her and Logan in her mouth, pops into my

head and my cock becomes fully erect.

“Shit,” I say, and then try to cover myself with my hands.

“It’s okay. I am accustomed to this. It happens all the time. It’s a relaxation response. Just ignore it.”

Oookaaay. I place my hands at my sides and close my eyes. She massages my head, shoulders, and

neck. I fully relax once more. She moves to my arms and hands, then my chest, and stomach. She

then goes to my legs and feet. My hard–on is still raging, but I am ignoring it. She moves away from my

body. My eyes remain closed, but I sense her presence as she draws near again. I feel her adjust the sheets and then her hand wraps around my cock. My eyes fly open and lock onto hers, and my hand

grips her wrist tightly.

“No, that does not belong to you,” I snarl.

“Shh, everything is all right,” she responds. “Miss Natalie specifically instructed me to provide you with a happy ending using only my hands. She made an additional payment. I can show you the text message if you would like. It is all included in her instructions. I am an employee of Club Oasis, and happy endings are a specialty of our establishment.”

“I require proof of these instructions.”

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“Of course.”

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She steps away from me and searches through her bag. She returns holding her phone. She shows me a payment confirmation for five hundred dollars directed to a Club Oasis employee, and then I read the instructions myself: a full body Swedish massage concluding with a happy ending. Hands only, no

mouth.

“We do not engage in intercourse with our clients. Therefore, the options are hands, mouth, or toys.”

I am in a state of shock. So this is what she meant by sharing is caring. I had assumed she was referring to my brothers, but if this is her intention, I will comply with her wishes. However, she and I are certainly going to have a conversation later. Perhaps I have not been expressing myself clearly

enough.

I give a nod to Ingrid. I return her phone and shut my eyes. I conjure an image of Natalie as Ingrid returns and begins to massage my testicles with one hand while her other hand, now slick with oil, takes hold of my shaft. A moan escapes me as she starts to move her hand in a steady rhythm, slowly massaging my sack. God, this feels incredible. Ingrid may be the one physically administering this amazing hand job, but in my mind it is Natalie, naked, her beautiful full breasts bouncing as she works my shaft, moving up and down with a slight twist as she travels back up the length of my cock.

“Fuck, yes. Go faster.”

The hand moves more quickly, its grip tightening. The hand on my balls shifts lower and applies pressure to my taint. Then a single finger begins to slowly circle the rim of my asshole. This is new, but damn, it feels good.

The pace of the hand job increases, and that one finger slips inside my ass, making me groan so loudly. I have never had anything in my ass before. But this sensation is overwhelming. She presses against something inside me, my body arches, and I erupt, shooting my load into the air. I emit a high- pitched sound I have never made before. My body shudders violently. I have never ejaculated so powerfully in my entire life.

“Holy shit,” I exhale. “What the hell did you just do?”

“I massaged your prostate.”

Fuck. I wonder if Natalie would be willing to learn how to do that. Jesus.

Ingrid leaves me lying there as she goes into the bathroom to wash her hands. I get up quickly while she is occupied and put on my clothes. I have just pulled on my shirt when she reemerges.

“Well, thank you, Dylan, for being my client today,” she says with a professional smile. There is no hint of flirtation in her demeanor whatsoever. “I hope you enjoyed your massage.”

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“Yes, thank you.”

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She smiles and nods. Then she swiftly strips the sheets from the massage table, stuffs them into her bag, and folds the table to close it. I ask if she needs any assistance, but she declines. I walk her to the front door and she departs. I simply stand there. A woman just massaged my prostate and I came so unbelievably hard. Like an overexcited teenager, I rush back upstairs to my room and call my

brothers.

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