She stopped in front of her hotel r

She stopped in front of her hotel room door and leaned against the wall with a sigh. “We shouldn't have napped earlier. I'm not tired at all.”
Peter smiled. “Yeah, that was probably not the best idea.”
“Do you want to come inside and talk some more?”
He hesitated but eventually nodded in agreement. “It's better than staring at the ceiling.”
Jenna unlocked her door and led the way inside, throwing her blazer on the chair next to her bed while Peter sat down.
“Your bed is more comfortable than mine,” he complained half-heartedly.
“It can't be,” she argued, “It's the exact same bed.”
When Peter stretched his shoulders she suddenly remembered her earlier thought and let herself fall onto the bed next to him.
“Take off your jacket,” Jenna ordered him, making Peter turn around to look at her instantly. “I want to give you a massage. You look tense,” she added, indicating for him to turn back around with a wave of her hand.
He was very reluctant to follow her order at first but as soon as his jacket had come off and she was kneading his shoulders Jenna could feel that reluctance face. What she also felt was the rising desire to tell him to take his shirt off as well so the massage would have a better effect but she quickly brushed that thought aside. It wouldn't be about the massage but about her own curiosity. Over dinner Peter had told her that he had started going to the gym more often and judging by the way he looked in his shirt it was paying off.
“You're really good at this,” Peter said in a husky voice, tearing her from her daydream, “I guess sitting on a plane for hours is bad for your shoulders.”
“It really is,” Jenna agreed and leaned forward just a little when suddenly she caught a whiff of his cologne. He had changed it since the last time they had met for coffee and this one suited him a little too well.
“Is that sniffing sound you trying to tell me to take a shower?” he suddenly chuckled, making her laugh as well.
“No, silly,” she replied, “Trying to figure out your cologne. I like it.”
Only now Jenna was beginning to realize that she had stopped massaging his shoulders a few moments ago and her touch had become more of a caress. Quickly she drew her hands away.

Instantly Peter turned around and smiled at her. “Okay, my turn,” he announced and Jenna raised her eyebrows at him, not really sure what he was talking about.
“Come one, I'll give you a massage,” he insisted and finally Jenna turned around.
She had always had a strange liking for his hands, she had always loved how elegant they looked no matter what he used them for – be it playing his guitar or simply singing a picture for a fan – but now that they were kneading her shoulders Jenna finally had a sound reason for it. He was strong and yet gentle as he brushed the straps of her dress and bra aside to gain better access to her skin.
“You're tense,” Peter said thoughtfully.
“Well, it's going to be a stressful weekend and I can already see myself getting very little sleep thanks to the nap,” she replied and a shiver ran across her skin when she felt his breath on her neck.
“Sorry,” Peter mumbled quickly as he continued to work on her neck, “That part was probably my fault. But if it's any consolation I don't really see sleep happening for me either.”
“Sleepless in Seattle.”

結果 (中文) 1:

She stopped in front of her hotel room door and leaned against the wall with a sigh. “We shouldn't have napped earlier. I'm not tired at all.”Peter smiled. “Yeah, that was probably not the best idea.”“Do you want to come inside and talk some more?”He hesitated but eventually nodded in agreement. “It's better than staring at the ceiling.”Jenna unlocked her door and led the way inside, throwing her blazer on the chair next to her bed while Peter sat down.“Your bed is more comfortable than mine,” he complained half-heartedly.“It can't be,” she argued, “It's the exact same bed.”When Peter stretched his shoulders she suddenly remembered her earlier thought and let herself fall onto the bed next to him.“Take off your jacket,” Jenna ordered him, making Peter turn around to look at her instantly. “I want to give you a massage. You look tense,” she added, indicating for him to turn back around with a wave of her hand.He was very reluctant to follow her order at first but as soon as his jacket had come off and she was kneading his shoulders Jenna could feel that reluctance face. What she also felt was the rising desire to tell him to take his shirt off as well so the massage would have a better effect but she quickly brushed that thought aside. It wouldn't be about the massage but about her own curiosity. Over dinner Peter had told her that he had started going to the gym more often and judging by the way he looked in his shirt it was paying off."你真的擅长于此，"彼得说，沙哑的声音，撕裂着她从她的白日梦，"我猜几个小时坐在飞机上不利于你的肩。"它确实是，"詹娜同意并向前探着身子只是有点时突然她闻他身上的古龙水。他改变了它自最后一次见面，喝杯咖啡，这一个适合他有点太好。"是，嗅闻听起来你想要告诉我要去洗个澡吗？"他突然轻声笑了，让她也笑起来。"不，傻了，"她回答说:"试图找出你的古龙水。我喜欢它。现在才詹娜开始意识到她已停止按摩他的肩膀几分钟前，她的碰触变得更多的爱抚。她急忙写她的手走了。立即和彼得的转身朝她笑笑。"好吧，轮到我，"他宣布，珍娜眉毛看他，不是真的肯定他在说些什么。"来吧，我会给你按摩，"他坚持和最后詹娜转过身来。她曾一直很奇怪喜欢他的手，她一直很爱如何优雅看起来无论他使用它们 — — 是他的吉他演奏或简单地唱歌图片一种风机 — — 但现在，他们被揉捏她的肩膀詹娜终于有充分的理由。因为他刷带的她的衣服和胸罩放在一边，更好地进入她的皮肤，他是很坚强但温柔。"你是紧张，"彼得若有所思地说。"嗯，这要一个紧张的周末和我已经可以看到我自己睡眠很少由于 nap，"她回答说，打了个冷颤跑过她的皮肤，当她感觉到他的呼吸在她的脖子上。"对不起，"彼得嘟囔着，很快，他继续在她的脖子上，"那部分可能是我的错。但如果它是任何安慰连睡眠发生的事情对我来说也不真的见不到。"西雅图不眠夜"。

結果 (中文) 3:

她在酒店门前的门前停了下来，靠在墙上，叹了口气。“我们不应该睡早。我一点也不累。”彼得笑了。“是的，这可能不是最好的主意。”“你想进来说话吗？“他犹豫了一下，但最终还是点头同意了。“这比盯着天花板好。”珍娜打开房门走进去，把她的外套在她床边的椅子上坐下，彼得。“你的床比我的更舒服，”他抱怨说敷衍了事。“这不可能，”她说，“这是同一张床。”当皮特伸了他的肩膀时，她突然想起了她以前的想法，让自己躺在他旁边的床上。“脱下你的外套，”詹娜命令他，让彼得转身看她的瞬间。“我想给你按摩。“你看起来很紧张，”她补充说，这表明他转过身来，手里拿着一个波。他跟着她，起初非常不情愿，但只要他的外套掉了，她揉着肩膀珍娜感到不愿面对。她也觉得是不断上升的愿望，告诉他把他的衬衫，以及这样的按摩会有一个更好的效果，但她很快就把这个思想。它不会是关于按摩，但对她自己的好奇心。晚饭时，皮特告诉她，他已经开始更频繁地去健身房了，从他在他的衬衫上看的方式来判断它是有回报的。“你很擅长这个，”彼得用沙哑的声音说，把她从梦中，“我想坐在飞机上几个小时是坏你的肩膀。”“真的，”詹娜同意了，靠一点点的时候，她突然闻到了他的香水。自从他们上次见面以来，他已经改变了它，这一个适合他有点太好了。“那是你试着让我洗澡的声音吗？“他突然笑了起来，使她的笑以及。“不，傻，”她回答说，“试着弄清楚你的水。我喜欢它。”只有现在，詹娜开始意识到，她已经停止按摩他的肩膀几分钟前，她已经成为一种爱抚触摸。她很快就把她的手拿走了。立刻，皮特转过身来，朝她微笑。“好了，轮到我了，”他宣布，珍娜扬起眉毛看着他，不知道他说的是真的。“来，我给你按摩，”他坚持最后珍娜转身。她一直有他的手一个奇怪的嗜好，她一直很爱他们看起来多么优雅无论他怎样用他们的–是弹吉他或者唱歌一扇–图片，但是现在他们揉她的肩膀珍娜终于有了它一个合理的理由。他很强壮，但却很温柔，他刷了她的衣服和胸罩的肩带，以获得更好的访问她的皮肤。“你紧张，”彼得若有所思地说。“嗯，这将是一个紧张的周末，我可以看到自己得到很少的睡眠感谢午睡，”她回答说，一个颤抖着划过她的皮肤时，她感到他的呼吸在她的脖子上。“对不起，”彼得说快，他继续工作，在她的脖子上，“这部分可能是我的错。但如果这是任何安慰，我真的没有看到睡眠也发生在我的任何一方。”“西雅图失眠。”