My voice was huskier than it typically was and I had to shake my head at myself. I needed to get it together so I could do my job and get him out of here without making a fool of myself. I picked up the bottle of oil infused with different essential oils and approached the table. I almost jumped when he finally turned his head, which was directly in line with my crotch and looked up at me with knowing shining out of his olive-green eyes. “Do your worst.”
I sucked in a sharp breath at the blatant challenge and told my dick to behave considering its close proximity to his smirking mouth. I rubbed my hands together to warm the oil up and when I put them on his skin we both jolted at the initial contact. I’d had my hands on bodies worth millions, on ones that were sculpted and honed to perfection, ones that belonged to men who made it no secret that I could get away with much more than a massage in this private little space. None of them made me react the way Dominic did.
As soon as I touched him I knew I was never going to want to stop. I wanted to memorize every muscle, trace every dip, explore every hollow and lick my way across every inch of his golden skin. It was consuming and I felt like I was drowning under endless layers of want and need. My dick was no longer listening and had taken on a life of its own. Rock hard and throbbing, the straining erection that was now pushing against the too-thin fabric of my shorts was very aware of how close it was to Dom’s mouth as he breathed in and out in a steady rhythm.
I dug my fingers into the coiled muscle of his shoulder and winced along with him when I found the tangled knot of tendons and ligaments that he had overworked during the weekend. He hissed out a sound of pain and I had to bite back a groan as the heat of it wafted over the tip of my cock. This was such a terrible and fantastic idea.
“I told you it was going to hurt a little bit.” I used my thumbs and really dug in using a circular motion, and the skin and muscle gave under the pressure. I knew he wouldn’t openly complain no matter how uncomfortable he was so I had to make sure that I tempered my touch and didn’t hurt him more than he already was.
He snorted and peeled an eye open, but this time kept his gaze focused on the part of my body that was practically begging him for attention.
“Looks like I’m not the only one hurting a little bit.” There were equal amounts of humor and sex laced throughout his tone and it took a Herculean effort on my part to keep moving my hands and to keep focused on the task at hand.
It wasn’t just the knot in his shoulder that was tense and hard. He was solid through and through, pretty much just tight skin stretched over miles of muscle that had very little give. He was in better shape than a lot of the athletes that I worked on. It was another indicator of how serious he was about his job and taking on the role of hero. A man didn’t get a body like Dom’s without serious effort and dedication. Everything he did was tied into him being a police officer and even with the evidence of that, tactile and real, under my fingertips, I still wanted him.
I wanted to get to know him. I wanted to see if his brash and flirty nature extended all the way to the bedroom, and I wanted to know if he did everything else as well as he kissed. I wanted to spend time with him outside of this gym and I wanted to let myself want him.
We both tensed and seemed to stop breathing as I moved the rest of the way down his back and lifted the sheet that covered his lower half. I purposely skipped putting my hands anywhere near the almost perfect ass that was staring me in the face and went to work on his injured leg. I was surprised to find it crisscrossed in various surgical scars and ridged with scar tissue. I hadn’t seen this much of him uncovered before considering that he usually wore track pants or sweats when we met for his sessions. I felt him tense as I absently traced my fingers over the brutal marks that were stark and pale against his dark skin.
“You have a very dangerous job, Dominic.” The words rushed out before I could stop them and I knew they sounded accusatory, but I couldn’t help it.