“Sounds a little like wishful thinking on your part,” she teases as she slides her palms along his rounded backside. Her thumbs brush along the cleft as she slides her hands down to the backs of his thighs.

She rises up onto her knees to rub at his tight hamstrings as she looks up at the shadowy spot between his legs. Still, she’s committed to the massage, so she works out a knot in his calf and goes all the way down to his giant feet.

Once she’s done, she kneels over him and slides her hands up the backs of his thighs, letting her thumbs glide along the insides of them until they meet just behind the swell of his balls. She presses her thumbs into the smooth bit of skin, and looks up to gauge his reaction.

“But now that you mention it,” she begins, rubbing small, deliberate circles as she bites her lip. “There was something I wanted to try.”