Everything to Him by Elizabeth Coldwell Page B

discovered on the website of her favourite erotic store for couples—pricey, but that was never an issue for her. Scented with jasmine and ylang ylang, and infused with tiny flakes of twenty-four-carat gold, this oil would never find its way into any genuine massage therapist’s room. It was designed for sensual, intimate play, pure and simple.
    Amber warmed the oil in her hands, its exotic scent growing stronger as she did, before briskly smoothing it over the contours of her husband’s back. The areas he needed her to concentrate on were obvious—she knew all too well the little knots of tension that formed in his shoulders and lower down, close to the base of his spine. Even so, she couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise at the tautness in his body.
    “Wow, you really have been overdoing things, haven’t you?”
    Felix, soothed by the repetitive movements, was almost too relaxed to answer her, as she trailed her hands down his back, her touch firm and sure. He sighed, and when she glanced at his face, she noticed he’d closed his eyes. For an anxious moment, she wondered whether he might actually be in danger of falling asleep on the massage table. That wasn’t the aim of this particular exercise.
    Needing a change of approach, she began to work her oily hands up his legs, over his muscular calves and along the smooth insides of his thighs, stopping her caressing motions just at the point where travelling any higher would have meant brushing the soft sac that held his balls. He gave a pleading moan, obviously needing her touch in that sensitive place. With a chuckle, she moved back down to his ankles, before beginning the teasing process all over again.
    When she asked him to turn on his front, which he did with some reluctance, a healthy erection was tenting out his towel.
    “Now, that’s the reaction I was hoping for…” Amber grinned as she pulled away the towel and ran her fingers lightly along the length of his cock. Wetness flooded her pussy as she took him in her slippery grasp. “Though it’s obvious you still need me to deal with your—stiffness.”
    Shrugging out of the robe, she took more oil from the bottle, rubbing it between her palms to warm it. She smoothed it over Felix’s penis and balls, coating the velvet skin and admiring the way the flecks of gold glittered and shone. She worked on his shaft, pulling the foreskin back and forth over its gleaming, slippery head. Every time she sensed he was getting too close to spilling his cum, she would squeeze him until the sensation went away.
    Eventually, he begged him to sit astride her, so her round bottom was inches from his face. Amber complied eagerly, wiping the oil from his flesh with a tissue so she could replace her fingers with her warm mouth. Though she couldn’t see his face, the groan he gave as she engulfed him let her know how much he enjoyed the sensation of being lodged in her throat. Responding to her delicious oral caress, he plunged his tongue deep into the musky folds of her pussy. She wriggled against his mouth, and he flicked the point of his tongue over the dark pucker of her anus in response. Her reaction was an excited giggle, then she increased her wet suction on his dick, playing her tongue in remorseless circles over its head and scratching lightly at his balls with her expensively manicured fingernails. She was lost in the feel, the taste of Felix, her mouth bringing him ever closer to the brink, her juicy pussy smearing against his face as he licked her swollen clit.
    The pleasure became too much for Amber and she cried out, grinding her cunt hard down on his nose, enveloping him in her wet flesh as she came. He followed her seconds later, spurting his seed in sharp, rhythmic bursts into her mouth and down her chin.
    She clambered off him, easing herself to the floor to stand on legs that still trembled. The strength of his response to her massage—and her own—had been unexpected, but she couldn’t help feeling