It's 3 hours since we got home from the deli, that's 3 hours of me trying to get physically closer to a Camila and 3 hours of her consciously or unconsciously pushing me away
I'm agitated, irritated, but most of all frustrated.
I have gone from having a different girl each night of the week to nothing.
Zero...
Zilch...
Not even some self love in the shower because apparently caring about someone and then them almost dying is a major turn off
"Camila..."
We're sitting on my sofa watching tv. Her legs are over my lap and she's wearing pink sleep shorts and her naked legs stretched over me are doing nothing to help my 'needy' situation
"Yes?"
She pushes the strap of her matching pink cami top to one side to rub her shoulder and I realise she isn't wearing a bra and I would swear to God that she was doing this on purpose
"Are your shoulders sore? I could give you a massage, if you like"
Please, please, please say yes
Please let me put my hands all over you
"I guess so"
Halle -fuckin-Lujah!!
It might just be my skin on her shoulders but it's contact and I'm about to see how much 'contact' with me she actually wants
"Sit at my feet I need to go grab something" I jump up from the sofa and run to my bedroom.
I pull out the top drawer and begin rummaging through the contents
Blindfolds... no
Silk restraints... no
Handcuffs... fuck how I wish it was yes but no. Definitely no
Ah ha!
I pull out a small box and remove a glass bottle of massage oil.
Sensual and erotic massage oil with orange, ylang ylang, and May chang perfect!
I feel butterflies in my stomach as I run and then realise how desperate I look so slow it to a stroll, back to the living room and find Camila sat obediently on the floor just waiting for me
"Oil" I say, my voice an octave too high so I repeat it in a deeper, more masculine voice and love the way it makes her giggle.
Taking a seat behind her I put some oil onto my hands and then rub them together to warm it "Just relax" I tell her "this will be nice" and then for what feels like the first time in a long time, I place my hands on her shoulders and begin to massage the softest skin I think I ever touched in my life
I slide my hands over here shoulders, pushing and pulling the muscles and she lets out a moan under her breath
Fuck that was so hot!
I use my fingertips to lower the straps and she turns to look up at me "trust me" I tell her before dropping a kiss to her forehead and she nods before turning away from me again.
I add more oil, warming it once again before placing my hands back on her skin, this is nothing more than a shoulder massage but I don't think I have felt something so intimate in my life.
I slide my hands up her neck just to her hairline and then use my thumbs to retrace my tracks
"That feels good" she whispers and I wonder if she know how good I could really make her feel but this isn't a girl I want for a quick hit of pleasure this is a girl I want in so many other ways and the more I touch her the more I'm beginning to realise that

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She's So Particular (Complete)
FanfictionThe good girl of pop and the bad boy of rock, a love story Will contain mature themes possibly including sex, drug abuse, self harm and more