I'm Your Baby Tonight - Part One - A New Adult Contemporary Romance Series (I'm Your Baby Tonight Series) by Jessica Holly Page A

Sasha noticed the tip of a tattoo peeking up over the collar of his shirt. It looked like some kind of symbol: like it was tribal or military.
    “Right this way, come on into my... office,” Sasha half joked, leading him into the bedroom. The stud chomped on his gum and Sasha knew that was going to drive him crazy, so she held out her hand.  “Want me to take that gum for you?”
    “Oh, yeah,” he said, looking around the room and plopping the chewed piece in her hand. “Thanks.”
    Sasha tossed it in the bathroom waste paper basket and washed and dried her hands.
    While still in the bathroom, she said, “So, lie on the bed face down and I’ll...” but Sasha stopped mid-sentence as she stepped back into the bedroom. Not only was the stud lying on his bed already completely naked, but he had a huge erection, his cock sticking straight up in the air. It was a dark pink that stood in sharp contrast to his pale skin.
    Sasha swallowed hard as she made her way around the bed, pulling out the baby oil from her nightstand. She hadn’t had time to put it up since Tony’s visit. “So, do you like more of a Swedish relaxing massage or a deep tissue massage?” she asked. She doubted that this guy neither knew the difference nor would he care.
    “Whatever lady, I’m just fucking horny.” He licked and bit his lips, looking at Sasha as if she were a piece of meat that he wanted to chow into.
    Sasha took a deep audible breath and got into character.  Nervous as she was, she tried to pretend that she wasn’t, and to project confidence.
    “Mmmm...” she said, as she climbed on the bed and crawled over to him like a cat. She allowed her hands to start at his crotch and flow from his groin up his strong ripped abs and built chest, resting on his nipples.
    “Now, just so we’re on the same page. You know this is only a massage, right? We don’t go any further than that.”
    “Yeah, whatever you say, baby,” the stud said, biting his lip again in anticipation. 
    Sasha had to admit, the guy was turning her on, but she wasn’t going to go there. She wasn’t going to go any further than a massage. She’d already promised herself that. She was only going to sell her therapist talents, not her body. She gave the stud a sexy smile, “So... what’s your name?”
    “Does it matter?” he asked.
    Sasha was a little taken back by the response. “I guess not, it’s just that I just...”
    “Just want to know whose name you’ll be calling out later on?” he suggested, blushing with his straightforwardness.
    Sasha chuckled, “You’re a bad boy.”
    “You have no idea ...” he said, “just call me Brad.”
    With that, she put her delicate hands at the top of Brad’s shoulders and let them slide across his chest and abs down to his pelvis. Her hands paused there.
    “Now, now... no touching...” Sasha scolded, even though it sounded like she wanted more.
    “Whatever you say, baby,” Brad said, giving her a wink and moving his hands up again.
    “And you can call me Tracy, or Trace,” Sasha said.
    “All right, Trace, I like that. Go ahead...I’ll be a good boy. Or at least I’ll try,” he said, closing his eyes and allowing Sasha to circle around his nipples, lightly at first, then more intensely.
    “Oh, fuck...” Brad said, his lips parting in ecstasy.  His response was turning Sasha on even more.  She loved the feel of power she had with her hands, and she then worked their magic from his sides to every ridge of his abs down to his crotch.
    That massive cock of his was throbbing up and down as if beckoning her, teasing her to taste it, even just a little bit, and although Sasha was tempted, very tempted in fact, she resisted. After all, she had a better idea. She wanted to leave her client with blue balls.  She wanted to drive this man so insane that he would be wishing for it. So she moved her lips close to his testicles and sniffed audibly.
    “Oh, yeah baby,” Brad said. “Do me.”
    “Mmmm...”