Elora's body was flushed red and had a sheen of oil; her face loosened with comfortable sighs leaving her lips.
The dim crystal light cast an ambiguous air around them as Casey's hands moved lower to her tailbone. His finger pressed at the middle, gently but with enough strength.
''mm…''
His hands moved at the edge of where her butt and legs were connected, and he dropped some oil, his hands grasping hold of that placer and moving in a clockwise motion, his hands moving to her legs.
Moving to the left legs, his hands massaged her legs slowly and gently moving to the very end of her milky pink feet.
Elora had never felt such a slow but agonizing sensation. She felt something stirred in her core, but she ignored the feel, focusing only on the relief her body felt. And decided this was going to be a normal occurrence in this new life of hers, and it wasn't going to stop anytime soon.
