Free An Escape Abroad by Morgan Lehay Page B

going up my legs, I couldn’t help myself. I tried to bite down on my lip but a moan let loose and ran riot straight to Eric’s ears. I was humiliated but I kept my eyes shut tight. All of a sudden his hands were no longer touching my skin. The room filled with silence or at least would have if it wasn’t for the crashing waves flowing from the stereo.
     
    “ Does Miss White like my touch?” I couldn’t verbally respond to that without causing a law case. I nodded at the tall, dark and handsome man.
     
    His hands were soon back on my legs where they left off. I guess he was more complimented than anything. They ran up to the point in which he last stopped and paused on my skin. Lingering, almost as if he wondered whether or not to do something more. Again, I couldn’t help myself. I did a slight thrust with my hips as I moved down the table a little, so that his hands were further up my leg, way past the point of a lawsuit.
     
    I felt his hand slide up my robe and my eyes opened wide looking at the brown haired man. He was smiling at me, I think he realized what I wanted, what I needed. I nodded silently and with my approval he continued to travel up my skin. He was about to give me the real reason I had flown away from my job, he was about to give me release from all that stress. My moans of passion would soon fill the air and cries of joy would echo through the halls. I couldn’t resist Eric’s touch anymore.
    He started to drive those fingers into me at just the right speed, with enough strength to make me cry out and cause muffled sounds in his palm but not so hard I was crying out in pain. His touch managed to get somewhere between the two which felt perfect, causing me to lubricate myself with excitement so he could start to really drive those firm fingers into me.
     
    The burning sensation between my thighs was aching for more. I needed something else, something better to make me burst out and release myself. I grabbed his hand that covered my mouth and he immediately looked at me with curious eyes, planning his next move.
     
    He moved to the bottom of the table, pulled me by my legs closer to him and got down on his knees. I ran my hands into those lovely brown locks and Eric the man with the touch of passion began to drive his slick, warm tongue into my tight lower body. He was licking around, teasing and gently nibbling on the skin just outside of the spot I wanted him to get. He was amazing which made me think had he done this for customers before? Not that it mattered right now, it would just feel more special if I was the first.
     
    He began to pick up the pace, thrust that tongue into me like it was those fingers he used moments ago. I felt myself beginning to build up, my breathing becoming as loud as the heart that pounded my chest, my body trembling, shaking slightly. My hands gripping onto those locks as I let out a huge cry and released myself onto the tanned man.
     
    When I looked down towards him he just licked his lips, smiled at me and got up.
    “ Don’t worry Miss, that was for free.” It made me laugh, it cleared any awkwardness between the two of us right away.
     
    “ I’m booking you a spa appointment everyday this week if that’s okay with you?” Now that’s what a woman likes to hear.
     
    I knew I was in for a great week already. Vacations were always a great way for an escape but sometimes they placed you in a different working environment. I didn’t think I’d be getting much rest for the next few days but all of sudden just lying around in bed wasn’t going to cut it. This was exactly what I was looking for.
     
    I was glad I found the time to get something for myself. A week away. A Greek surprise. It was all I needed for a long time. Now I felt refreshed and ready to take on the world. That masseuse had given me more in a moment of drunken passion than anyone had in the last seven years. I think it was about time to take control of my life and show men that I am