Lucy ’s POV

While trying to control my inner turmoil, I was determined to focus on the movements on his body. His recovery was dependent on this massage, so I had to give it my best.

As I kept massaging, I felt his muscles finally begin to relax, filling me with satisfaction. He was feeling better with my touches. He even let out a low moan which released a slight breath of satisfaction in me. I was doing my job well. With my skill, I moved on expertly to his left arm, I made sure I was massaging every muscle.

This continued for like twenty minutes, I managed to keep...