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Lingam Massage

She got down on one knee in front of the armchair he was sitting in, offering an unimpeded view of her cleavage.

Austyn flicked cigarette ashes into an ashtray without looking up. 'Sit over there."

The woman obliged and perched on the armchair opposite.

"What's your name?"

'Cora.

'Kira?' Austyn's head snapped up.

It's Cora. C-O-R-A."

He didn't speak until the cigarette was almost burnt to its end. 'Do you know why I asked you to stay?

Cora shook her head.

Austyn's eyes swept over her body.

Pouty lips, doll eyes, long lashes, immaculate makeup

A see-through negligee.

Big, round breasts.

Deep cleavage.

Flat stomach.

Tiny waist.

A minuscule piece of triangular fabric that covered nothing.

This was a woman who could set a man's heart racing

Austyn put two fingers on his left wrist.

His pulse was steady, his heart beating with a slow, unaroused rhythm.

He knew he was a perfectly normal man; the tent-pitching at the sight of Kira was proof.

She was a woman; he was a man-it was perfectly natural for him to feel aroused.

But when he looked at this half-naked woman who could have graced the cover of Playboy, he felt... nothing. No, not nothing.

He did feel a slight repulsion, as the perfume she wore was so sweet that it was off-putting.

Cora took his scrutinising gaze as a silent invitation.

She came to squat in front of his armchair and peered at him under her thick eyelashes.

Austyn leaned back slightly, frowning at the invasive scent.

"Sir." She smiled coyly. 'Shall we get started?"

She bet she could wipe that frown off his face with a lingam massage.

Her hand stole towards his bathrobe belt.

Lingap Massage

Austyn seized her wrist and pinned her hand down.

"Sir_s

_she looked up, confused.

Was he into the rougher stuff?

Mr Hudson hadn't briefed her about this.

But if that was what the client preferred, Cora was happy to play along.

She straightened up and quickly stepped into the role.

'Sir...' she said in a little girl's voice, 'Please let me g-

'Leave!' Austyn pushed her hand away in disgust

""W-what?"

He ground out the cigarette in the ashtray before giving her shoulders a hard shove.

The impact knocked her back on her haunches.

Austyn pointed to the door. 'Get out."

Cora was now thoroughly bewildered. 'Sir, did I do something wrong?"

'Leave 'His voice resembled the low growl of a tiger before it pounced. 'Don't make me repeat myself for the third time." Cora shuddered.

He was so placid just a minute ago.noveldrama

Now he looked like an active volcano about to erupt.

She'd served eccentric clients before, but none as capricious as this man.

Cora didn't want to find out what fate awaited her if he spoke up for the third time.

She shot to her feet and scampered out of the room, forgetting her coat.

The door snicked open, then shut.

The room fell into a gloomy silence.

Austyn sank deeper into the armchair and chain-smoked two more cigarettes.

When the woody scent of tobacco chased away the lingering perfume from that woman, he got up and went into the bathroom.

Cora was a pro.

She had ample sex appeal.

And she knew how to pleasure a man in bed.

But when she put the moves on him, all Austyn felt was disgust.

The thought of her hand touching his skin made him want to take another shower.

What was worse was that when he saw the pink lingerie, all he could think of was how Kira would look if she was wearing it.

Austyn washed his hands, then raked his wet fingers through his hair.

"Am I only interested in Kira's body now?' he asked his reflection in the mirror.

He'd asked the woman to stay back for one reason only

He wanted to do a test.

The result was clear-other than Kira, he didn't want to touch another woman.

Nor did he want other women to touch him.

But Austyn wasn't sure if he was pleased or disappointed with this result.

He enjoyed the feeling when he was with her, but he hated how he always seemed to lose control around her.

Austyn stood on the balcony and let the night breeze blow through his hair.

What if it had been Kira in his bed when he walked in?

If she was the one lounging in a pink babydoll, wearing a tiny G-string and a pair of 'fuck me" pumps.....

If she was the one on her knees, looking up at him with doll eyes and offering him a massage...

Austyn left the balcony when he felt himself getting excited.

See, this was what he was talking about-the loss of control!

She had that kind of effect on him even when she was hundreds of miles away.

He took another cold shower, smoked two more cigarettes, and busied himself with work email.

Kira stared at the spectre-like reflection in the mirror and sighed again.

The dark circles under her eyes were big enough to rival those of a giant panda.

Her eyes were puffy and bloodshot, but the rest of her face was pailid and haggard.

She looked like death warmed over.

She couldn't remember when she fell asleep.

All she recalled was clutching a bolster pillow and hiding under the quilt, shrieking every time another peal of thunder crashed directly overhead.

The storm raged on almost for the entire night.

Big, fat raindrops pelted the windows and assaulted her eardrums.

"Let us in!' they seemed to scream.

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