Step Forward

Flynt Dominic's stumbling around outside the spa, cursing under his breath. Every damn step he takes toward bliss inside gets wrecked by two backward slides the second he steps out. Jeanie Marie Sullivan? She's all in for her clients, dead set on shoving them into pure ecstasy, even if it's just a quick 30-minute ride. She works her magic, those soft hands gliding over his knotted-up muscles, melting the tension right out of him. Before long, she slips under the table like a sneaky vixen, grabbing hold to deliver that balls-to-the-wall release Flynt craves—just what he needs to charge back into the shitstorm outside.