** Harper **
Harper didn't need any further convincing to stretch out like a cat over the soft cushions.
The leather was smooth and cool to the touch, pressed against her skin like a fluffy cloud. She closed her eyes, letting herself sink in and turning all her attention onto the heavenly feeling of Eli's skilled hands. He focused on her neck and shoulders, nimbly working through each sore spot, and she sighed again as all her muscles started to unfurl themselves under the steady coaxing.
"You've actually got a lot of tension in your body, Harper," Eli commented after a little while. "Here." He pressed somewhere just above her shoulder blade, and the mix of soreness and relief almost made her giggle. "Here". Another tender area down the bottom of her neck. "And here …"
"… Yeah, I got the memo." Harper bit back another giggle. "Unfortunately I don't get paid to use a massage chair in my office."
