Rescue You by Elysia Whisler

Author:Elysia Whisler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MIRA Books
Published: 2020-08-18T18:50:23+00:00

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Constance started with a warm towel to his back. This would begin the massage on a relaxing note. She checked in with Rhett once, who gave one-word answers to her questions about being comfortable and the temperature of the table, and then went quiet. She let the music fill the room. For the first few minutes, she didn’t even touch him. Just as she’d massaged Humphrey, Constance worked only the energy that lived several inches above Rhett’s body before she finally rested her hands on his back. His muscles twitched as she neared, but once she finally laid her palms on his bare skin, he didn’t resist.

Over time, she slowly deepened her pressure. This was the first time she’d seen Rhett with his shirt off, so was the first time she saw the tattoo he had on his heavily muscled upper back, between the shoulder blades. He had a cross there, the horizontal portion done in Celtic knot-work and the vertical portion in colorful Mexican tiles. The center read USMC. Constance hadn’t seen one like it, and she’d seen a lot of tattoos. The unique blend of cultures and affinities suggested Rhett had had a hand in creating it himself.

The lower portion of his back had several scars on the left side, the most lateral one a circular shape. Constance slipped her hands around the front. As she suspected, there was a similar scar there, just outside the obliques. She didn’t touch him there right away, just swiped over the wound a few times before finally giving a light massage to the affected tissue.

Constance worked Rhett’s back longer than most clients. She found tension in all the muscles along his spine, which was no surprise, based on all the heavy gear he’d have worn for years. Despite that, she kept her touch medium. This session wasn’t the time to go deep, risk him bracing or focusing on breathing to keep his mind off the pain.

He did that every day.

This session, Constance aimed to focus on flow, energy transfer and rhythm. She let her own mind go, feeding into the movements and allowing her body and his to guide her strokes and pressure. She covered his back and moved on to his left leg, adjusting the drape for modesty. When it came to lifting the legs to undrape, there were two types that always tried to help: women and military men. Constance usually told people up front that they didn’t need to help support any part of their bodies during the massage but that had slipped her mind this time.

Rhett’s leg was dead weight. She draped and adjusted him carefully, then watched him breathe for about fifteen seconds. Just a quarter of the way into the session and Rhett was out. Constance could tell by the stillness and weight of his body and pattern of his breathing that he was fast asleep. Many people did fall asleep during massage, which was normal. Most did not go quite that quickly.

She

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