I was left all alone, frustrated, and confused. I waited a little longer to see if he or Blaze would return, but no one came. So I exited the bathtub and dried off, wrapping the robe around me. I began to feel drowsy, so I went and got in the king-size bed. It was so plush and comfortable that I thought I would immediately fall asleep. But instead, I kept thinking about how I rested in his arms as he massaged my neck, back, and the outside of my arms. Then, on their own accord, my hands began rubbing against his thighs.
The man had lean, smooth, but firm upper thighs. I closed my eyes tightly as I tried to dismiss what I had experienced mentally. But, instead, I kept hearing his manly voice ask.
"How do you feel about your evening so far, our queen?"
That's when I hear a knock at my do
