Publisher's Synopsis
After a late night coding with her boss, Amber is rewarded with a skillful, sensual massage, which reveals his capacity for domination. Oliver brought one hand down to stroke her face, and she caught his thumb in her mouth, sucking it hungrily. It tasted like rich oil, mixed with the salty tang of his skin. He withdrew his thumb and fondly brushed her nose ... Rhythmically, he circled his thumb around her ankle, smoothing oil up over her leg as he gently placed her foot back down. His hands gripped and kneaded her calf, moving upwards to massage around her knee, then further still up her plump thigh towards her pert bottom. He let his fingers ghost under the hem of the flimsy fabric that barely covered her ass and she let out an audible moan. She was achingly, painfully aroused, her slit dripping with anticipation. The feeling of Oliver's hands on her body was delicious, frustrating torture.
