Saucy Sketch Tuesday #77 (Patreon)

"How's that?" he asked her, working the muscle in her shoulders with his hands.

"Mmm, perfect," she said. He could hear the slow, appreciate smile in her voice, though she neither turned around nor looked up. She hooked a long, slim finger behind the next page of her magazine and idly turned the page.

It was going to be awhile before she wanted to do anything else, but he was a patient man. Some nights were just like that.