His Dark Obsession

His Dark Obsession By Moonlight Muse Chapter 12

A Massage

EVANGELINE.

I don’t know how long I stared at him, but when his eyes simmered red, I knew I couldn’t test him

any further and slowly inched closer to the bathtub. Now more than ever wishing there was some bubble bath available. What if I saw his monster?

Then I needed to keep my eyes closed!

I inched nearer and kneeled behind his head on the floor, thinking this was perfect! He couldn’t even see me from here. But it was only a few moments later that I realised I couldn’t reach properly from here, and I slowly got up again.

Should I sit on the edge of the tub?

No never!

“I don’t have all day, Little Mouse,” He snarled, making me flinch, my hands instantly going to his shoulders.

“S-sorry!”

Pouting I began massaging his shoulders, unsure if I was doing this correctly, but when a low groan left his lips, I got my answer. My heart thundered, I guess I was doing it correctly.

Goddess… how long did I have to do this?

He tilted his head back, and I moved away just before his head almost touched my breasts. Suddenly he reached up grabbing the back of my head making me squeak in fear as he yanked me closer, “I didn’t say you could move.”

“Y-yes.” I whispered, trying not to tremble as I massaged his shoulders. To my utter dismay, I could see he was hard, and he didn’t seem to care that I could see. Did he have no shame? That scary thing… I shuddered inwardly.

running down my neck, my stomach fluttered when his fingers ran down my arm, making my entire body tingle. “Don’t stop.” His voice came, and I realised I

whispered as I continued, my

“I hate that title.”

what do I call

the deadly man before me. If we forgot about how unhinged he was, you could see he was perfection, from his smooth

those lips looked soft, his nose firm and strong, and behind those thick lashes, that I only

man from my nightmares… Why was he

feel. This was something that Grandmother Philomena made me do often enough, and I was good at it. Seeing his eyes were

to death. I shivered at

in him. I looked down, gazing into those gold-green

I could see the flecks of gold and green blending into one another …

were looking at

flew open wide as I jerked back, my heart thumping as

was enjoying that massage, but your constant squealing like a pig is becoming

Pig?

turned pink at times but it did not mean I was a pig! If

expression cold as he glared at me. Oh, I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him the chance

reached for the bottle of body wash, squirting a bit of it onto the sponge.

the tub, making it easier to reach him and began sponging his back. I made sure I was thorough and

scrub, scrub… I hummed

to be something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will realise that I am not the perfect sensual little omega minx he probably wanted, I was

I slowed down, trying not to move so much, yet

water splashed everywhere, and I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub,

strong arms wrapped around me, and I

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