"You've been busy lately, are you tired? Want me to... give you a neck and shoulder massage?"
"Can we... do it somewhere else?!"
She pouted.
"No way!"
Though her words were stern, her lips already moved over to kiss his cheek, and her small hand moved down from his chest, causing his body to tense up.
"You cheeky girl, you're actually doing it!"
"Don't move, no peeking!"
Grabbing a pillow to cover his face, she undid his belt.
...
...
Afterwards, she was so exhausted her arms were sore, and she lay sprawled out on the pillow.
"Go take a shower, I'm done with you!"
The man didn't get up to shower immediately; instead, he carefully wiped her hands clean, then turned over to gently kiss her lips again.
"When I finish showering, I'll give you a massage."
She lazily motioned with her chin.
Kris Cooper walked into the bathroom, came back fresh and clean a moment later, sat cross-legged, and gently kneaded her small arm with his big hands.
