My Evil Stepson System

Chapter 122 122. Best Massage.

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A few hours later, Sasha walked out of her apartment building to find Kevin's car parked outside.

"Good afternoon." She greeted Kevin.

"Good afternoon, you look beautiful," He complimented her before opening the car door for Sasha to take a seat.

"Thanks," she replied with a blush on her face while buckling her seat belt.

Before Kevin decided to pick her up, he previously thought of sending the address of his hotel to her but then thought better of it since he had a few things he wanted to see on his own.

He wanted to know if Sasha was being followed by Brian Stark's men.

Upon arriving at Sasha's apartment, he was certain that she had a couple of Brian Stark's men watching her every movement from a distance.

He knew Brian Stark had his men scattered around the city in search of Amy.

And someone like Sasha was a person Amy could run to in order to hide away from Brian Stark.

So, Brian Stark didn't want to take any chances in his search for Amy.

Now that he was certain, that they were being watched, Kevin inserted his keys and drove straight to the hotel he was lodging in.

He was driving her to the hotel he and Victoria had booked rather than the one he was staying at with Amy.

But Victoria wasn't there right now because she was running a few errands for Kevin.

As for Amy, Kevin dropped her at the hotel first before coming to pick up Sasha, with the hope that all three of them would have a wonderful time together later today.

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Upon arriving at the hotel, Sasha was amazed by the luxurious-looking furniture in his room.

Although Sasha knew Kevin was a professor from the best university in the four cities, she didn't expect him to be living in one of the most expensive hotels in the city as well.

"Please make yourself at home. I'll order us some drinks, and in the meantime, you can get yourself relaxed on the massage table before I return."

"Okay," Sasha replied and watched Kevin leave the room.

She looked behind her to see both a massage chair and a massage table placed at a bit of distance from each other, a fresh, clean, white robe was placed on the massage table.

Sasha walked towards the table before stripping off her clothes and putting on the white robe.

She sniffed and inhaled the smell of the robe which had a bit of Kevin's scent on it.

It was pure bliss.

She could wear this robe forever if she could.

It felt like a piece of him was with her which made her feel safe and comfortable wearing it.

While she was lost in thought and smiling to herself, a sudden knock which was followed by the opening of the door snapped her back to reality and Sasha lifted her gaze towards Kevin, who was coming in.

"Why aren't you resting?" Kevin asked worriedly while walking towards her with a bottle of wine in one hand and two glasses of cup in the other.

"No, I haven't. I was wondering why you have these here?" She asked, pointing towards the massage table and chair while collecting a glass as Kevin poured her a drink.

"Oh!! You mean the massage table and chair?"

Sasha nodded in response before taking a sip of her drink.

Kevin gulped down a bit of his drink before replying.

"Well, actually, before I started working as a masseur, I needed a bit of experience before I could be employed, so I was taught and showed the basics with these very materials," Kevin explained.

He was actually telling the truth. It was also part of the reason why he had many female clients opting for him to be their masseur because he had trained and gained experience from a really good masseuse.

In the end, with his acquired experience and Sensitive Touch skill, he became a god of massage in the eyes of many maidens and single moms.

Sasha nodded her head in understanding before placing her empty cup on a nearby table.

Then she disrobed and walked towards the massage table to lay down on it, but she kept Kevin's robe close to her.

"You want to use the table?" Kevin asked with a surprised look on his face.

Most times when people saw both the massage table and chair together, they usually opted to use the chair rather than the table, and seeing how she opted for the latter, he couldn't conceal his surprised look.

"Yes, I like it because it feels comfortable," Sasha replied with a smile, feeling relaxed as she laid back on the soft, padded table which was perfect for optimum relaxation.

Kevin nodded with a smile. He understood what she was talking about because the table allowed his clients to stretch out their limbs while in an anti-gravity position.

So, what was there to not love about feeling like one was floating?

"Alright, I'll start the massage now," He announced and Sasha replied with a nod. "Okay."

After hearing Sasha's words, he coated her body with oil before lowering his glowing hands to her body and adding a little bit of pressure to her joints.

Sasha moaned softly, enjoying the sensation she had missed for quite some time.

Kevin was simply exceptional when it came to giving massages.

If he wasn't her boyfriend, she would have tied him up and locked him away from the world while forcing him to be her masseur forever.

Sasha hurriedly shook the thought away from her mind. She couldn't do such a thing.

'Besides, I don't think Kevin would like that.'

'No boyfriend would want their girlfriend to act like that.'

'Wait a minute?' She said in a moment of realization.

'Kevin hasn't officially asked me out, yet.'

'I wonder why he hasn't done so.'

While thinking about this, the atmosphere suddenly became gloomy, so Sasha decided not to dwell on the thought anymore.

She tried to invite positive thoughts into her mind.

'I can't wait for him to ask me out because I will definitely accept to be his girlfriend, or better yet, his wife!!' Sasha squealed internally, which resonated with her moaning which was increasing in pitch due to Kevin's unrivaled fingers.