Close Your Eyes And Relax

Ava Addams stretched out on the massage table at the spa. Cherie worked her face first, thumbs pressing small circles into the muscles around her cheeks and jaw. Ava let her breathing slow. When she came back for the scalp massage, Cherie slipped her fingers through the thick fall of Ava's hair, finding pressure points behind the ears and at the base of the skull. Each stroke loosened something tight. The mask came off. Cherie had Ava sit up so she could work the knots from her shoulders, hands sliding under the fabric. A few murmured suggestions, a little more oil, and the top came off completely. Ava's heavy breasts hung free. Cherie leaned in without hesitation, closing her warm mouth around one stiff nipple, sucking slow and steady while her tongue flicked. Ava's breath caught. Cherie kept working, switching sides, teeth grazing just enough to make Ava shiver. When she pulled away her mouth glistened. Ava reached for her phone before she even put the robe back on, already telling friends they had to try Cherie, right now.