"Just relax," Lucifer said softly. "Let your mind wander."
Sometimes the joy of a good massage was getting to leave your body, because someone else took care of it; and right now, for whatever reason, he hoped to give that to her, his fingers moving and kneading along her upper back.
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Sometimes the joy of a good massage was getting to leave your body, because someone else took care of it; and right now, for whatever reason, he hoped to give that to her, his fingers moving and kneading along her upper back.