There was a knock on the door; there he was, Davis with the massage oil in one hand and a mixed cd in the other.He told me to go lay on the bed and that he would set everything up for tonight.He claimed that it was my night, everything was about me.He put the cd in and put it on repeat.He said remember that list of songs that I had you write, this is it.I laid there waiting for him to start the massage.He came over the bed and took the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my head.He sat on top of me while pouring the oil in to his hands to warm the oil up before running his hands up and down my body.Making sure to hit every spot, sending shivers up and down my spine.Hitting each spot he released the tension and moans from my body.

He began to kiss my neck and nibble on my ear, letting me know that this was more than just a massage night.With each kiss playing with my senses, I began to turn over.He kissed up and down my body making sure to hit each one of my sexual spots, he began to lower his body to mine.