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Spa Sessions.. A Journey to Self-love

*Mature Content* This is a contemporary Romance Novella. The story is about self love, and in process learning to love someone, a seductive stranger, amidst the hectic ups and downs of urban life

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Chapter 17

"You know," she said, blushing a little, running her hand further up his thigh, "trashy romance novel fantasies... when you were touching me. The hot and heavy. All those sexy things that make you want to touch yourself."

He went quiet for a long time. June froze with her hand resting on his leg. She struggled to figure out some way to pull back her question, or laugh it off without being too embarrassed.

Instead, Subh tightened his grip on her bare shoulder, taking in the scent of her hair.

"June, you have no idea," he said quietly, "I could write a story about all the things that I had fantasized about doing with you when I touched you on that bed."

"Oh yeah?" June felt her heartbeat accelerate in an instant. The potential embarrassment roared into arousal.

She unfroze her hand, rubbing it up and down his inner thigh under the table.

"I'd like to hear some of your stories," she declared, assuming a tone that was as sultry as she could manage, "and you can be ... descriptive."

That last word was hissed out straight into his ear.

Putting her head back on his shoulder, June could feel Subh's breath beginning to come faster.

"Well," he said hesitantly, licking his lips quickly, "I would love to run my fingers over your skin again."

He started gazing out into the distance again.

"All of your naked skin. The skin on the bottom of your feet. The skin up your legs. The skin on every part of your naked, beautiful body, all the way up to your fingertips."

He laughed quietly. "Which, I must admit, are very distracting right now."

"Really?" June purred, her heartbeat now pounding like a jackhammer. Her fingernails had been working their way up and down his muscled thigh. Her head was swimming.

She quickly pulled herself up, looking over the booth to make sure no one was watching. They were hidden well in the back, away from the long wooden bar and away from the view of other diners. She lay back down on his shoulder, then started scraping her fingernail along the fabric between his legs, feeling a soft bulge underneath. Subh grunted softly.