This Spa Has Secrets

Misty Stone hasn't felt Dani's touch in months, and now she wants more than just a hand. She arrives with Ana Fox on her arm, that rich dark body already warm with anticipation, hoping Amanda Tate will finish what Dani started. Amanda opens with the usual line—happy endings aren't on the menu—yet Misty knows the script and Ana isn't about to leave unsatisfied. She takes Amanda's wrist and draws it down, pressing the masseuse's fingers into her soaked heat. Misty backs her up, voice low, wicked. Amanda hesitates only for a breath, innocence flickering behind her eyes, then she folds. If Dani does it, why shouldn't she? Soon tongues are everywhere, sliding over sweat-slick skin, licking through folds slick with want. Three bodies tangle, taste, and melt into one another.