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.

fingers ran down my arm, making my entire body tingle. “Don’t stop.” His voice came, and I

I continued, my eyes fixed on his defined

“I hate that title.”

do

how unhinged he was, you could see he was perfection, from his smooth brown

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

man from my nightmares… Why was he

I continued massaging him, making sure to target all the knots I could feel. This was something that Grandmother Philomena made me do often enough, and I was good at it. Seeing his eyes were still closed, I slowly sat down on the edge of the tub, twisting my body,

that nightmare… I just wish I remembered more than being stabbed to death. I shivered at the

him. I looked down, gazing into those

the flecks of gold and green blending into one another … such intense

that were looking at

wide as I jerked back, my heart thumping as I

“I was enjoying that massage, but your constant squealing like

Pig?

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

goes through that mind of yours…” He murmured his expression cold as he glared at me. Oh, I could never share my thoughts! I didn’t dare give him

I hesitantly reached for the bottle of body wash, squirting a bit of it onto the sponge. “C-could you move forward,

knee up on the tub, making it easier to reach him and began sponging his

scrub… I hummed in

to be something sensual, he was wrong. He was a dirty mat that needed a good clean! Soon he will realise

moving. I slowed down, trying not to move so much, yet I wanted this over and done with fast! His

I grabbed onto his arm and the edge of the bathtub, my heart pounding as a huge wave of water splashed

wrapped around me,

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