Way lower. “Hey,” I managed, my voice cracking like I was back in middle school. But my body wasn’t exactly listening. I had never felt anything like that. My body was literally buzzing, my ears ringing, every nerve on fire, and I knew that nothing would ever be the same again. “You good?”
I nodded way too fast, like my head was trying to break a speed record. No such luck. Never mind that I was built more like a stick figure than a Spartan. I had never felt anything like that. My eyes shot open, maybe it was an accident, I thought. My legs trembled, my breath came in shallow gasps, and my mind was a whirlwind of sensations and conflicting emotions. I was trying to keep cool, but inside, I was short-circuiting. Soap. Jake glanced down, then chuckled—that low, knowing sound that made me want to crawl into a hole and never come out. He put both hands on my ass and massaged in circles with his thumbs. I melted, dropping my head as he massaged little knots and sore spots I didn’t even know I had. His hands were broad, calloused from years of practice and lifting weights, but they moved with a surprising gentleness as he lathered me up.
