Spare Heart

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      "I don't want to leave, like ever," I complained, taking off my sunglasses. We had been here for four days and we were leaving in two, which technically meant one because our flight was quite early. It was on a Sunday because my mom wanted me to be rested before I went to school. 

      "Neither but my back is killing," he groaned, touching the sore area. After a long day of snorkelling and swimming we were finally back in the villa.  

      "Are you okay? You hit that thing pretty hard," I winced sympathetically. Dean and Justin were fooling around whilst we were swimming but Dean ended up hitting one of the beams that held the bungalows up. I couldn't tell if they were made out of wood or metal but the impact must've been hard from either material. 

      "Yeah, I'll be fine."

      "I see my back rubbing skills are not needed."

      "I could do with a back rub."

      "Yeah?" I mused.

      "Yeah. My backs really sore," he complained, putting on a painful face. Chuckling, I grabbed some oil from my suitcase. I came prepared. Straddling his back, I poured the oil on his back. 

       Working my way up and down his back to spread the oil I said, "Tell me if I go too hard." He nodded silently and I begun to massage his shoulders working my way down. I kissed the back of his neck lightly as I rubbed his back, my fingers digging into his soft flesh soothingly. 

       "Go lower."

      "I am not touching your ass," I said firmly.

       "Not my ass. Just my lower back," he chuckled. I caressed his back as I made my way to his problem area. I went a little lighter, not pressing my thumbs in too hard so I didn't hurt him. My touch became a little firmer as I felt muscle knots in his back. "Shit that hurts."

      "Two seconds. You'll feel much better after this." Massaging the knot out I instantly felt his body relax. 

      "Your hands are magic," he moaned. 

      "I know," I smiled, continuing with my ministrations. I thoroughly kneaded his back for at least ten minutes, listening to his groans of pleasure. Deciding to be annoying, I sucked just at the top of his spine, leaving a hickey. I continued to leave little kisses over the top of his back, my tongue occasionally coming out to flick again his skin. "Right I'm done." 

      Patting his shoulder I got off him about to lay back down when he said, "Your turn."

      "My backs fine," I chuckled as he smirked mischievously. 

      "Are you sure?" 

     Getting a massage from Dean did sound pretty tempting. "Well my stomach is kind of hurting. You think you can help with that Dr Campbell?" I lied, pouting as I pretended to be in pain. 

      "Sure thing baby," he said huskily, letting me lay down. I shivered as the cold oil came into contact with my skin. He sat between my legs and I wrapped them around him, drawing him in as he rubbed the oil in. 

      "Does it hurt here?" He played along, his hand resting just above my belly button. 

      "Um actually I think it's a little higher."

       "Here." His hand had settled at the middle of my ribs.

      "Higher."

       "Dangerous game your playing here Jade," he chuckled, gliding his hands up so they rested just at the bottom of my boobs.