Ford
I gritted my teeth, trying to hold in the rage that was starting to flow through my mind and body. The moans of my most cherished people were driving me nuts because they were moaning from others' hands on their bodies and I couldn’t handle it. I could hear Davis, Dawson and Isha in the room next to Mic and me. Even Mic let out some quiet groans as the woman that was massaging him dug into his back muscles.
“You are so tense, handsome,” the woman that was massaging me said. Mic’s groan cut right off.
I heard him shift, “What did you call him?”
“Shh, you were just so relaxed, lie back down and let my hands bring you pleasure,” said his masseuse.
“That’s it, get your hands off of me, take your hands off of my husband. We are finished,” I said.
“But, we aren’t done with you, t
