100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Chapter 176 The Devil's Relaxing Massage

Day Twenty…

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Nathan stood in his spot just eyeing Abigail in disbelief. She was shamelessly asking him to carry her without even thinking about her clothes. She was only wearing a thin satin bathrobe.

"You don't want to carry me?" Abigail pouted her lips, pretending to be upset. "The floor is so cold… should I ask Butler Li to carry me instead?" Abigail sounded so pitiful.

At the mention of Butler Li's name, Abigail finally got the reaction she wanted from Nathan. His expression darkened with his brows drawing together.

He took a step closer to Abigail, dropping on his knee with his right leg while his back was facing her. He decided to carry her on his back to avoid looking at her.

But he didn't expect that this kind of position would also feel so awkward for him. Abigail climbed on his back and her breasts were pressed against his back.

He stiffened as soon as he felt her soft round mounds against his back. Abigail even clung to him tightly, anchoring her arms around his neck.

Nathan gulped hard but he tried to look calm. "What happened to you?" He asked, trying to divert his attention.

"I slipped… and I hit my back on the floor. I hurt my ankle, right shoulder, and back." Abigail claimed.

Nathan's crease on his forehead deepened further. "I'll bring you to the hospital." he declared without even consulting her.

He was about to go out of her room when Abigail gripped his hand that was holding the door knob. "No! I don't want to go to the hospital. I just need a simple massage and I will get better."

"Just put me down on my bed, please," she added.

Nathan could only comply with her request since he also needed to create a distance between their bodies. Too much body contact was making him uncomfortable. He was just good at concealing his emotions.

Since Nathan's mind was preoccupied with Abigail, he didn't notice that the two people who called him a while ago disappeared. Little Ethan and Butler Li were nowhere to be found in that room. Abigail and Nathan were left alone inside her room.

Upon reaching the bed, Nathan gently put her down before turning around to face her. He made sure that his eye level would only look at her face and above her neck.

Meanwhile, Abigail also noticed that Nathan was avoiding to gaze at her body.

'Is my tragedy working? Is that the reason he is trying to avoid looking down? Is he being affected by my current appearance?' Abigail was analyzing Nathan's reaction. But his face was devoid of any emotions.

"I'll call someone who can give you a massage," Nathan said, turning around to leave. However, before he could take a step, Abigail held his arm with both hands, not allowing him to leave.

"Don't! You already know that people here in the mansion hate me. Do you want them to break my bone instead? Please do it for me… I'm humbly asking you this favor," Abigail put her hands together, rubbing them in front of Nathan as she begged. "Please, can you do it for me… only just today?"

Nathan wanted to refuse but he changed his mind as soon as he saw her pleading eyes and pouting lips. She looked like a child who was about to cry. She even groaned and winced. "Ouch… it hurts…" Abigail reached out to touch her ankle. She looked like she was in pain.

Nathan subconsciously sat down on the edge of the bed and held her leg, checking her ankle. The skin around it reddened.

"Can you massage that part?" Abigail requested, biting her lip. She was hoping that Nathan would give in and yield to her request.

Nathan contemplated for a moment. But seconds later, his fingers moved on their own accord, rubbing and massaging her ankle.

Abigail was flustered for several seconds as she didn't expect that Nathan would listen to her and comply that easily.

'Yes! He took the bait!' Abigail rejoiced inwardly, trying to hold her breath. Her eyes were fixed on Nathan's hand that was rubbing the spots surrounding her ankle.

Abigail bit her lips and thought, 'Damn. He is good at this.' She began to enjoy his touch and gentle massage.

"Can you move up to my knee, please?" Abigail made another request.

Trying to ease her pain, Nathan continued massaging her. His fingers ran from her ankle going up to her knee.

Abigail could see that Nathan was very focused on what he was doing. There was no hint of malice in his eyes. Without knowing it, his hands moved further and further up, almost touching her thigh. Abigail's body tensed up a little as she felt a tingling sensation spreading from her thigh going up to her abdomen.

It was Abigail who was getting affected by his touch. Then she accidentally let out a surprised moan. "Ummh~"

Nathan's fingers stopped as soon as he heard that. He raised his head and looked at her, giving her a questioning gaze.

Abigail cursed herself inwardly as she met his eyes. She had urged to hit her mouth. Her face reddened from embarrassment but she came up with an alibi.

"I… t-that spot… you just pressed… it hurts…" she stuttered a little.  'Damn. Why is he so good at this?'

'Abigail, get a hold of yourself. You have to focus!' She reminded herself.

Abigail slightly moved her shoulder and leaned to her side, letting the sleeve of her robe slide down her left shoulder, revealing more skin on her left upper body. Nathan could even see her cleavage. Abigail was secretly and slowly stripping her robe in front of Nathan.

Nathan's eyes gleamed for a moment but they went back to normal in just a split second. Then he averted his gaze back to her feet as if he hadn't seen her exposed chest. He could tell that Abigail was wearing a bra.

And for some unknown reason, Abigail felt that Nathan was now pressing his fingers on her legs harder than before.

"Hey, be gentle please…" Abigail complained.

Nathan didn't say a word. He just let go of her leg and stopped massaging it. "Okay. I'll stop now. I don't want to hurt your leg further."

Abigail frowned as Nathan was not looking at her again. "Okay, thanks. Now, can you move to my back? I hurt my back too. Can you rub it for me?"

Abigail was just feigning ignorance. She didn't want Nathan to know that she was checking him out so she turned around right away, presenting her back to him.

She slowly pulled the sleeves of her robe down to completely reveal her shoulders and back to him. "Can you check my back if I got bruises from that fall?" Abigail said it so that Nathan would not hesitate to look at her.

Though she was not looking at him, she could feel that Nathan was already staring at her. Just thinking about Nathan's blue eyes scanning her almost naked back was giving her a chill and goosebumps.

Badum! Badum!

Her heartbeat was so loud, her heart racing rapidly against the wall of her chest. She wondered if Nathan was being affected right now.

'Is he getting aroused or not? Will he give in? Will he be tempted to touch me? Is he thinking of touching me?' Abigail mused to herself. She was becoming more conscious as time went by. She was not yet naked but she already felt so exposed before his eyes.

Soon Abigail's body stiffened when she felt Nathan's finger slightly touch her back. It was the spot between her ribs just below her scapula!

"Do you feel hurt here?" Nathan asked her with his calm tone. Then he began to run his fingers down, tracing her back. "Or here?"

Abigail was not able to utter a word right away. She was caught off guard when Nathan began touching her back, rubbing her flesh.

Abigail could only close her eyes as she savoured the pleasant sensation.

'Damn! Why do I feel like I badly need this massage? I am just pretending… but it seems… this body needs it for real.' Abigail thought to herself.

Before she knew it, she became immersed in the sensation of his touches. She tilted her head when Nathan's hands began massaging both her shoulders. She bit her lips, suppressing a moan.

After a while, Nathan's hands moved to the sides of her body, sliding his fingers up and down, from the side of her chest down to her waist, and vice versa.

She gasped when Nathan's slightly touched the bottom of her breasts. Wait?! Did he just touch her breasts? Then another moan escaped her mouth when Nathan palmed and cupped her breasts through her bra.

She arched her back, leaning her head on his chest. In that position, Nathan kneaded her breasts further, making her moan once more.

At that certain moment, with a cheeky grin on his face, Nathan whispered in her ear, "What were you thinking… Abi?" His voice made Abigail snap her eyes open.