The power of massage 🙂‍↕️

His hands were strong, a little unpolished, but he didn’t hesitate. No fancy techniques, just firm, steady pressure - exactly what I needed.  

His thumbs pressed into the knots in my back, and I exhaled sharply. Not gentle, not teasing - just the right amount of strengt  to make my body surrender. He worked his way down, rough palms dragging heat across my skin, fingers pressing deep, like he was determined to undo every bit of tension I’d been carrying for far too long.  

I didn’t moan, but I wanted to. 👀