LILY’S POV

But then my voice trailed off as I felt his fingers sink in softly into the valley of my shoulders, kneading and massaging gently.

“If you won’t agree to go then at least let me make you feel at home,” his voice came off seductively in my ears. “You know, ease off the stress a bit.”

I wanted to resist because this didn’t seem right to me. But the magic of his fingers had me melting like butter under this touch so I let him continue, enjoying the heavenly feeling as my focus completely drifted to my laptop. I couldn’t remember the last time I had gone for...