She chuckled.
His hand kept moving up and down. “Your skin is so soft.”
“They made us sit in a mud bath…”
Gage burst out laughing. “Seriously?”
“Yeah, and the
n the massage.”
Gage stiffened. “A woman did that, right?”
“Yes. And then the sugaring.”
“What’s that?”
“It’s like waxing, but it’s better for your skin.”
“That’s why your legs are so soft. Where else got sugared?”
“My underarms.”
He sat her up and pulled off the dress until she was just in her panties and bra. His hands stroked up her midsection and under her arms. He laughed when she tried to wiggle away from him.
“And then…”
Gage smiled at her. “Then what, baby?”
“They sugared my privates.”
Gage froze and looked down at her for a stunned moment. “They took the hair from your pussy?”
“Yeah. I hope it’s okay?”
Gage tore her panties from her and ignored her gasp of surprise.
“Jesus fucking Christ.”
Brylee held still and let him look. She inhaled when his finger smoothed over the tender skin.
“Is it okay?” she asked nervously.
“Okay? God, woman, you’re beautiful.”
Brylee relaxed.
“Spread your legs,” he demanded.
She did what he said immediately.
He crouched suddenly and pulled her toward the edge. He spread her as far as she could go and ran his finger all over her. “I fucking love this.”
“Good.”
“Did it hurt?” he asked.
She nodded. “Yes, but it’s supposed to be better next time.”