Full body massage - r18

As her hands worked, she pressed her breasts against his thighs, using them to rub on his skin. She continued to massage his thighs, releasing the stress that had built inside him. 

Julian's hands clenched the sheets tightly, his hips shifting in response to her every move.

"Emma," he groaned, "You know how to make me lose control."

She lowered her mouth to his thighs, planting soft, teasing kisses along his skin. The heat of her breath against him made his pulse race, and Julian couldn't help but groan as her lips hovered just above his inner thighs, so close to where he needed her most.

"Are you going to keep teasing me, Emma?" he uttered desperately.

She paused, lifting her gaze to meet his with a seductive smile. "Patience, my lord," she murmured. "I told you, I haven't even begun."

With a wicked smile, she cupped her breasts, squeezing them together. "I think you deserve this," she murmured softly.