Crossed lines

Chapter six

Now I was going to see it through.

For a moment, everything was quiet.

No teasing. No smart remarks. Not even the sound of them moving around.

Just silence.

And somehow, that was worse.

I lay there with my eyes closed, wondering what the hell they were doing behind me. Were they arguing over who would start? Had they suddenly remembered that neither of them was an actual masseuse?

Should I be concerned?

Before I could settle on an answer, I felt a hand touch my back.

I froze.

Oh.

Oh, wow.

The hand moved slowly across my upper back, warm against my skin, and I had to remind myself that I was here for a massage. A perfectly normal massage. One that I had practically begged two ridiculously handsome strangers to give me.

My own decisions were going to be the death of me.

Then I felt another hand.

Two hands.

One rested near my shoulder while the other pressed gently into the opposite side of my back.

I sucked in a quiet breath.

Lord, give me strength.

I had no idea which one of them had touched me first, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. All I knew was that the room suddenly felt much smaller than it had a few minutes ago.

I tried to relax, but my body seemed determined to embarrass me.

“Are you always this tense, sweetheart?” the playful one asked.

I opened my eyes.

“Are you always this talkative?”

He chuckled.

“Only when my company is interesting.”

I rolled my eyes, even though he couldn’t see it.

“Then I suggest you focus on your job.”

“Gladly.”

His voice was closer than I’d expected.

And then another hand pressed gently into my back.

I went quiet.

Because, suddenly, I wasn’t sure I had as much control over this situation as I’d convinced myself I did.

I felt my body come alive

Too alive

My p***y was throbbing

I should get a hold of myself and stop this

But I can’t , I want this, I want them

I feel another hand on my back , slightly grazing the sides of my breast and a moan escape my lips

I know they heard me and I immediately feel embarrassed

“You’re okay baby?” the serious one asks

“Mmmm” I croak out , unable to say anything more

The hands stop and immediately I miss it

I lifted my head slightly. “Is there a problem?”

“No problem,” Bryce replied.

“Then why did you stop?”

“You know why baby” Bruce replied

Oh they definitely heard me moan , I should stop this , I really should

“Please continue” even I’m surprised by what I say

“Both of you continue” I say again with heart beating loudly in my chest

I expect their hands but I feel nothing, I hear nothing

Now I’m overly anxious , why aren’t they doing anything

Do they think I’m a perv, did I imagine the hunger in their eyes

All this thoughts going through my head , I feel cool ointment dripping on my back

My body immediately tenses

I feel a set hand at my lower back , near my waist

I tense again , I feel my p***y moistening up

I feel another set hand at my shoulder , rubbing in slow motions

So they’re both massaging ?

Can I handle that

“You’re tense princess” Bruce says

“Then fix that” I reply

“Gladly” I can tell he’s grinning

I peek up at the mirror and see Bryce’s serious expression, staring at my body , so concentrated at rubbing my back

I see the earlier hunger, so I wasn’t making that up

He’s soo focused

Soo fucused on me

I look over at Bruce who’s also concentrating on my shoulders , so fucused , so hungry

Immediately I make up my mind to make the best out of this situation , even with my heart beating soo fast

“Can you take your hands lower Bryce “ I say timidly

“Baby are you sure ?” He replies in a strangled voice

“Yes I’m aching down there daddy “