Last night, I really couldn’t get to sleep. My own fault, honestly, because I took a nap a couple of hours earlier and then drank coffee because I had some stuff to do.
Fast forward to laying in bed with the boyfriend at 1 AM, still wide awake. I’m just laying there trying to trick myself into falling asleep. He rolls over, asks if I’m still feeling the coffee (he knows how sensitive I am to caffeine and stuff like that). I just laugh it off, say yes, tell him I’ll get to sleep soon. He hums, and I think that’s the end of that conversation.
Couple minutes later, I feel his hands rubbing my back. It’s sweet and soothing, and as time goes on more pressure goes into it until he’s basically giving me a massage. It’s so nice because he’s going up and down my whole back, venturing to my ass every once in a while.