Garrett's POV:

I obeyed. I laid on the bed the second time, facing the ceiling with my two hands folded behind my hair and my gaze fixed on her.

“Not that way." Her words cut in.

She requested that I face the bed while my back faces the ceiling. I refused and questioned. “Why?"

“Your eyes are alluring and they would distract me from concentrating on the massage.”

I smiled coldly, the smile not reaching my eyes. I laid, facing the bed while she climbed on me, sitting on my lower ...