Chapter 16 Leila R+

• Wherever the rough sponge passed over his chest, the soft touch of Leila’s palm followed almost immediately, lingering just long enough to send a shiver down his spine before moving on.
• With his eyes closed, Jackson basked in the tender care of the stunning woman washing him. The warm water, the rhythmic strokes, the occasional gentle squeeze each sensation worked in harmony to make his body melt into relaxation. He exhaled slowly, releasing light sighs of relief as she worked her way down.
• This was a first for Jackson being pampered like this, every touch deliberate yet teasing. The way Leila’s fingertips occasionally grazed his skin beyond the sponge’s path sent subtle jolts of pleasure through him, making his muscles twitch involuntarily.