Seduced by Her Masseur Cousin - Chapter 2: Chapter 2
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I'd known about Vanessa's masseur for months. Hell, I'd even peeked in on one of her sessions before. But... damn, that was way too intense for me.
Even now, remembering it made my face flush. Vanessa had been practically purring under his touch, but come on—the guy was built like a Greek god. I didn't have her confidence.
"Isn't there, like, a safer option?" I bit my lip. "I read some massages can be risky during pregnancy—"
"Girl, relax!" Vanessa waved me off. "This guy's nothing like my masseur. Total professional."
She shoved her phone in my face, showing off her so-called "cousin." Apparently, she had family in the biz—some hotshot medical professional who switched to massage therapy because the tips were better.
Now he was the most in-demand prenatal specialist in the city.
The photo showed a guy with those soft puppy-dog eyes and arms that looked sculpted. Cute, in that boy-next-door way.
But when I actually met him? Reality hit different. The man was tall—like, tower-over-you tall—and carried himself with this quiet authority that made "cousin" feel ridiculous to say out loud.
The idea of his hands on me sent nervous butterflies through my stomach. Maybe I should cancel...
"Jessica Marie, don't you dare!" Vanessa hissed. "I had to pull major strings to book him for you. It's just a trial—he won't even touch anything weird, okay?"
After relentless peer pressure from Vanessa and Daniel, I finally surrendered to the massage table.
Vanessa lingered by the door, flashing me a grin and a thumbs-up. Come on, Jess. Since when do you turn down a man who looks like that?
Yet as he prepped his oils and studied me with detached professionalism, I couldn't ignore how stupidly attractive he was.
Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones. Maybe it was the fact my husband hadn't so much as glanced at me in weeks. Every graze of his fingers sparked electricity under my skin. Then he nudged my legs apart.
Oh God. I'd worn a skirt. Just as I started to clamp them shut, he bent lower. A quiet hum vibrated from his throat, and I went statue-still. Is... is this normal?
He straightened with an easy smile. "Relax, Jessica. Proper alignment requires accurate assessment."
His clinical tone only made me burn hotter. I nearly laughed at myself—what was I imagining? To Daniel, I was just another pregnant client. His paycheck.
That sobering thought cooled me down—until the hollowness it left made the rest of the session torture.
The "assessment" took so long the actual massage was basically an arm rub. But his velvet voice and careful hands left me more at ease than I'd felt since the stick turned blue.
When Vanessa asked how it went, I booked the next session before she finished speaking. She suggested her place for future appointments. I got the message loud and clear.
Michael would lose his damn mind if he knew I was seeing a male masseur—innocent or not. Better to keep this our little secret.
I floated home, already craving the next session.
Too bad I had no idea what tomorrow would drag me into.
Even now, remembering it made my face flush. Vanessa had been practically purring under his touch, but come on—the guy was built like a Greek god. I didn't have her confidence.
"Isn't there, like, a safer option?" I bit my lip. "I read some massages can be risky during pregnancy—"
"Girl, relax!" Vanessa waved me off. "This guy's nothing like my masseur. Total professional."
She shoved her phone in my face, showing off her so-called "cousin." Apparently, she had family in the biz—some hotshot medical professional who switched to massage therapy because the tips were better.
Now he was the most in-demand prenatal specialist in the city.
The photo showed a guy with those soft puppy-dog eyes and arms that looked sculpted. Cute, in that boy-next-door way.
But when I actually met him? Reality hit different. The man was tall—like, tower-over-you tall—and carried himself with this quiet authority that made "cousin" feel ridiculous to say out loud.
The idea of his hands on me sent nervous butterflies through my stomach. Maybe I should cancel...
"Jessica Marie, don't you dare!" Vanessa hissed. "I had to pull major strings to book him for you. It's just a trial—he won't even touch anything weird, okay?"
After relentless peer pressure from Vanessa and Daniel, I finally surrendered to the massage table.
Vanessa lingered by the door, flashing me a grin and a thumbs-up. Come on, Jess. Since when do you turn down a man who looks like that?
Yet as he prepped his oils and studied me with detached professionalism, I couldn't ignore how stupidly attractive he was.
Maybe it was the pregnancy hormones. Maybe it was the fact my husband hadn't so much as glanced at me in weeks. Every graze of his fingers sparked electricity under my skin. Then he nudged my legs apart.
Oh God. I'd worn a skirt. Just as I started to clamp them shut, he bent lower. A quiet hum vibrated from his throat, and I went statue-still. Is... is this normal?
He straightened with an easy smile. "Relax, Jessica. Proper alignment requires accurate assessment."
His clinical tone only made me burn hotter. I nearly laughed at myself—what was I imagining? To Daniel, I was just another pregnant client. His paycheck.
That sobering thought cooled me down—until the hollowness it left made the rest of the session torture.
The "assessment" took so long the actual massage was basically an arm rub. But his velvet voice and careful hands left me more at ease than I'd felt since the stick turned blue.
When Vanessa asked how it went, I booked the next session before she finished speaking. She suggested her place for future appointments. I got the message loud and clear.
Michael would lose his damn mind if he knew I was seeing a male masseur—innocent or not. Better to keep this our little secret.
I floated home, already craving the next session.
Too bad I had no idea what tomorrow would drag me into.
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