Chapter 1

• Catalina's pov
• I rolled my shoulders to get rid of the kink. I needed some type of release after the long week I have had. All I wanted to do was take a long bath and settle down with my hands between my legs, but somehow Esther made it impossible to do that.
• Calling me so early to pay good attention to a big customer. I insisted on letting someone have it but she rather I do it. It was annoying, I needed sleep. I just had one more client before him and I was good to go.
• My hands trailed down my client's body sensually, massaging the tissues underneath her muscles. She was firm underneath my touch. I made her relax under my touch as I coaxed her tension from her body.
• All the tension went to mine instead, her resigned signs and gasps of approval sent heat waves to my body, I imagined myself lying there instead with someone's hands on me. I squeezed my thighs together as I kept running my hands over her.
• She sighed in contentment as I massaged the knot on her neck, my mind wavered to the high client Esther kept raving about, I tried to imagine what he looked like but nothing came to mind. All of the people walked in and out of there, I could barely remember any of their faces.
• "Are you comfortable?" I whispered to her,
• She made a hum of agreement, I continued with my ministrations as I kneaded her back gently. I continued for about thirty minutes before her time was up.
• "Thank you, I needed this." She said as she wore her clothes.
• I gave her a smile in return, "you are welcome back, anytime."
• She left the room and I felt like I could breathe, the tension was back but it wasn't like I was suffocating this time. I just wanted to go home and sleep it off.
• "Where is that damn client?" I grumbled to myself.
• I checked my watch, he was thirty minutes late. I despised lateness, it irritated the hell out of me.
• I grabbed my bag to leave, damn the consequences when a Cologne invaded my senses. I stumbled back just as my nose caught the whiff of a heavenly masculine scent.
• "Sorry, I am late." He said breezily.
• I let my eyes trail over his figure, taking note of the ridges and planes his suit tried to conceal. You could tell he works out.
• Hell, I could tell he worked out a lot.
• My lips parted as I took him in, he stood legs apart as he unbuttoned his jacket slowly. His eyes were fixed on mine.
• I gulped, my blood ran hot and my head sent mental images of the things we could do. I shook my head.
• Stop it," I chided myself.
• "Yes, please take off your clothes and use the towel back there if you wish. I would be right there with you." I say.
• He turned his back and I dashed out of the room, my cheeks felt hot and I didn't want him to think I was being unprofessional.
• I bumped into Esther in the lobby and sent her my best glare.
• "I know, I know. You are mad at me." She raised her hands in mock surrender.
• I shook my head, "you know I had plans" I said.
• "Don't kid yourself, you never have any plans. At this rate, you are going to turn into an old lady." She teased me.
• I rolled my eyes at her antics, "is he the client?
• She froze, then narrowed her eyes at me. " what did you do?" She placed her hands on her hips as she stared me down.
• I shifted consciously, "I didn't do anything. He was just late."
• She shrugged, "please treat him well."
• I nodded.
• Making sure that I have given him enough time, I headed back into the massage room. No amount of warning could prepare me for what I saw.
• My heart lurched in my throat as I stared at his chest. So defined, hard, and yet enticing to look at. I squeezed my legs together, I have never wanted someone as much as I want this man. His towel was riding low on his hips, I prayed for it to fall so I could get a glimpse.
• It was too tempting.
• I cleared my throat, alerting him of my presence. He glanced up from his phone, regarding me with an amused look.
• "If you would be so kind to lay on the table, we could get started." I gesture to the table.
• He nodded, dropping his devices. For a moment, the towel shifted. The hard ridges of his A-line are visible for me to see.
• I needed to get laid.
• "How do you want me?" He asked, his voice dripping with sex.
• I have never been so turned from a man's presence, the waves of dominance came from him and they hit my lower abdomen with each breath I took.
• "Excuse me?" My voice came out breathless.
• I cleared my throat again, lifting a brow in question.
• He cut me a glance but kept me mute, I sighed.
• He obeyed, laying on her table and relaxing. I stared at his body wishing just for a moment to throw caution to the wind and let him do whatever he wanted to me.
• "You can touch me, I won't bite." He said.
• "What?"
• "You keep looking at me, you like what you see?" His voice was muffled from his position. He shifted better, giving me full access to his face.
• "If I didn't know any better, I would say you were attracted to me." He smirked.
• I rolled my eyes at that.
• "With all due respect sir, I am a professional and do not fraternize with clients," I say firmly.
• With that resolve, I placed my hand on his back. The muscle jumped underneath my touch and I gulped.
• This was going to be a long session.