C84 Get out!

Shirley had to resist him. Really wanted to.

He began to massage her shoulders, briefly expelling a breath as he felt her soft flesh beneath his fingers again. ‘I’m trying to make you relax, but it isn’t easy because you are very tense, tesoro,’ he observed softly. ‘Very, very tense.’

Shirley swallowed. She ought to assert herself. She ought to tell him to stop