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Tania, in her search for sexual gratification, has been experimenting with erotic massages. Elated by her experience, she is drawn to her masseur, Adam. When he suggests they meet in a hotel room for a special, intimate massage involving more than his hands, she hesitates….
Adam had captured Tania’s waking moments all day. No amount of snapping at those about her could shift him from the space he had established in her head. It grew in size as the hours ticked by. The text he had sent earlier in the day became his voice, almost audible as if his lips were by her ears. ‘Make it tonight,’ he whispered in an increasingly sultry tone.
The journey home did nothing to placate the idea of sex with Adam—the jostling overheated bodies on the Underground encouraged her to think of cool, unruffled nudity. By the time she kicked off her shoes and scrunched her toes in the warm fibers of the rug, she had reached her boiling point. Dashing into the bedroom, having abandoned her coat and laptop case by the front door in an uncharacteristic display of untidiness, she lay back on the bed. Hitching up the tight skirt, she let her finger find its target.
Circling her clit, gently at first then with a rapid swirl, she closed her eyes and mentally undressed Adam. She had no idea what he looked like beneath his clothes. She built him a body out of her repertoire of preferences. Muscular with abdominal bars across his middle, bulging thighs and athletic knees. Dare she draw him a splendid cock, erect and upright, leaping out from his pants?
A groan slipped out of her and she twirled a finger around her pussy, a slippery hole wide enough to take several fingers. It tempted her into finding her favorite vibrator or her thickest dildo.
Her arousal suddenly vaporized. Why was she pleasuring herself alone on a bed when she had been promised something better?
Jerking up on the bed, she looked down at her ruffled skirt, her knickers pushed down her legs with the wet crotch mark and her fingers juiced and smelling of her own sex. This scenario had been the one she had so desperately wanted to avoid and yet again, she was missing opportunities.
“Damn it,” she shouted to the room.
Hoisting her knickers back into place, she went in search of her mobile. She typed one word and sent it to Adam.
Touched in ways she never thought possible, Tania meets a man who will take her completely.
Tania Havers has no time for sex, never mind romance or boyfriends. Life as an investment analyst in the City of London gives her plenty of stress and competition from equally ambitious work colleagues.
On the advice of a friend, Tania tries out something different—tantric massages. Meeting Adam, an erotic masseur with hands that send her into sensual oblivion, she begins a covert affair, one that takes them out of the massage parlor, into a hotel room, then to her apartment and finally his basement, where Adam shows Tania his secret passion—one he wishes to explore with her.
While their erotic pastimes bring relief, Tania’s career intrudes on their relationship. Driven by ambition, she will deal with obstacles as she sees fit. Adam is about to find out whether Tania has room in her life—and in her heart—for him or whether she will sacrifice their love to save her career.
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