“Now just relax Mr St. John and let me take care of you,” Beth whispered breathlessly into Mick’s ear.
“This is NOT helping me relax Beth,” he moaned.
“Hush,” she murmured pouring the scented lotion over his back. “And relax,” she repeated as she began rubbing her hands over his broad shoulders and down his spine, spreading the lotion over taut
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