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Casey undressed while Victoria folded her clothes. She had been grinding through long days and bad sleep; she wanted hands that would take the knots out of her shoulders and the thoughts out of her head. Naked, she stretched out on her stomach. Warm oil slid down her spine. Victoria’s palms followed, slow at first, then firmer, spreading heat through tired muscle. A low sound left Casey’s throat every time those hands sank deeper. When Victoria climbed onto the table and bore down with her full weight, Casey felt the tension give like a sigh. She rolled onto her back. Victoria peeled off her own shirt and bra—both soaked—and kept only her panties. Oil slicked over Casey’s breasts, down the soft plane of her stomach. The air between Victoria’s mouth and the smooth, wet cleft between Casey’s legs shrank to nothing. Victoria bent and kissed her there, slow and certain. Casey’s hips lifted in silent thank-you. Victoria settled in, mouth and fingers moving in rhythm, guiding her through every wave that followed.