VOWS OF SIN

Chapter sixteen

THE TANTRIC MASSAGE ROOM AT DAWN PT 4

Reina flipped their positions with strong, graceful movements.

She pushed Jude onto his back on the massage table and straddled him, her knees pressing into the padded surface on either side of his hips. Her skin still glistened with oil from earlier, and her body felt warm and slick against his. Jude's c**k stood hard and throbbing between them, the head shiny and flushed dark red from all the teasing.

She reached for the bottle of oil again and poured a generous amount into her palms. The liquid felt warm as she rubbed her hands together. Then she wrapped both hands around his c**k and started the slow, milking strokes. Her fingers slid up and down his full length, twisting gently as she moved.

At the base, she squeezed firmly, making the veins stand out more.

At the head, she focused her thumbs in small circles, rubbing the sensitive spot just under the tip where clear fluid leaked out and mixed with the oil.

Jude's lean body arched up from the table. His swimmer's muscles tightened and shook under her. He gripped the edges of the table so hard his knuckles turned white.

"Reina," he whimpered, his voice low and desperate.

His hips tried to push up, but she controlled every movement, keeping the pace torturously slow.

She kept her eyes locked on his the whole time.

"Breathe with me," she said softly.

"In slow... hold... out even slower."

Jude followed her lead, his chest rising and falling in time with her words. Every time his c**k twitched and his balls drew up tight, signaling he was close, Reina slowed her hands or stopped completely. She held him at the edge, feeling the heat of his shaft pulse against her palms. The oil made wet, slippery sounds with each stroke. The room smelled like warm almond oil and their combined sweat.

She did this again and again, building him up until his thighs trembled and his breath came in short gasps, then easing off.

Jude's head pressed back against the table. His mouth stayed open as quiet moans escaped him. Precum flowed steadily now, running down his shaft and over her fingers. Reina's own p***y ached with need. She could feel how wet she had become, her inner thighs slippery not just from oil.

Finally, she raised her hips and positioned herself over him. She gripped his c**k at the base and rubbed the head back and forth along her wet folds. The contact sent sharp pleasure through her c**t.

Then she sank down onto him in one long, controlled motion. Inch by inch, her tight, wet heat swallowed his c**k. The stretch felt full and perfect.

Jude groaned loudly as her walls gripped him all the way down until her ass rested against his thighs.

Reina started to move with slow, deep rolls of her hips. She ground her c**t against his pelvis on every forward motion, sending sparks of pleasure through her core.

Her inner muscles clenched around his c**k in a steady rhythm, milking him without letting him thrust wildly. The f*****g stayed patient. She rose and fell in unhurried waves, keeping him buried deep inside her.

Each time she lowered, wet sounds filled the quiet room as her juices coated his shaft and leaked out around him.

She bit lightly on Jude's shoulder, tasting the salt of his skin. Then she kissed his neck, sucking softly on the spot below his ear. Jude's hands moved to her hips, but he did not force the pace. He let her lead, breathing deeply like she had taught him.

The dawn light grew brighter through the frosted windows. Golden streaks crossed their oiled bodies, highlighting the shine on Reina's brown skin and the lean lines of Jude's chest and abs. Outside the locked door, the spa started to wake up.

Distant voices called to each other as staff prepared for the day. Every moan they made and every wet slap of skin felt dangerously loud. The risk added sharp tension. Reina smiled down at Jude and rolled her hips slower, making him feel every detail of her tight channel.

She built toward her second orgasm with the same control. Her breathing stayed steady, but her c**t throbbed harder against him with each grind. Jude's c**k felt thicker inside her, stretching her walls. She clenched around him on purpose, squeezing in waves that matched her movements. Sweat mixed with the oil on their bodies. The table creaked quietly under them.

"Feel how I hold you," she whispered, her voice low and husky. "

You can control it too. Breathe deep. Stay right there with me."

Jude nodded, his eyes glassy with pleasure. His c**k twitched hard inside her, but he held back, following her guidance.

Reina's pleasure climbed higher. She pressed her c**t firmly against his pelvis and rocked in small, tight circles. Her walls fluttered around his c**k. The orgasm hit her strong. She came with a deep moan, her body shaking on top of him. Her p***y clenched repeatedly, gripping his length in strong pulses. Fresh wetness flooded around him, dripping down his balls.

She kept riding through her climax, drawing it out. Only when her own waves slowed did she focus fully on Jude. She used her inner muscles to milk him while her hand reached down to stroke the base of his c**k with oiled fingers. Her hips moved in those same slow, deep rolls.

"Now," she told him. "Let it go."

Jude's body tensed completely. His back arched hard off the table. He exploded deep inside her with thick, pulsing shots of c*m. The heat of it filled her as his c**k jerked again and again.

Reina came a second time right with him, her walls fluttering around his pulsing length. The combined sensations made her moan louder than before. Wet sounds mixed with their heavy breathing as his c*m leaked out around where they joined.

Reina kept him inside her, sitting fully on his hips. Their bodies rose and fell in unison as they caught their breath. She stroked his damp hair with gentle fingers, brushing it back from his forehead. "You did so well," she praised softly.

"Your control is getting stronger. I could feel you holding it just like I taught you."

Jude looked up at her, his body still trembling with aftershocks. His hands rested on her thighs, feeling the smooth, oiled skin.

Reina leaned down and kissed him slowly, her breasts pressing against his chest. She could still feel his c**k twitching inside her, not fully soft yet.

"This advanced training will continue every week," she reminded him.

"Always at dawn and in this room. The rest of the staff will never know." Her voice stayed calm and confident. She gave his hair another gentle stroke.

Jude swallowed hard and nodded. His body felt completely spent, every muscle relaxed and heavy. The oil, the sweat, and their mixed fluids made everything feel slick and warm between them.

He knew she was right.

Reina stayed seated on him a few minutes longer, enjoying the way he filled her even while soft. She traced light patterns on his chest with her fingertips, feeling his heartbeat slow down. The room smelled strongly of s*x and oil now. She gave one final, slow roll of her hips, squeezing him gently inside her before lifting off carefully.

Jude let out a long breath as his c**k slipped free, shiny and spent. Reina smiled down at him and reached for a clean towel. She wiped them both with slow, caring movements, cleaning the oil and c*m from their skin. Her touch remained gentle even after everything they had done.

"Rest here a moment, then we clean up properly before anyone notices."

Jude closed his eyes, still feeling the echoes of pleasure running through his body. The weekly dawn sessions stretched out in his mind, full of the same intense control and release.

The spa outside continued its morning routine, completely unaware of the locked room and the two people inside who had just shared such deep, deliberate pleasure. Reina watched Jude's breathing even out and felt satisfied. This was only the beginning of his training.