"I'm not saying you're wrong..." Russell murmured, her face slightly hesitant as she glanced at Cassian. He was now massaging her inner thighs, having just finished with her waist, his fingers pressing into the deep muscles close to her most sensitive areas—which, with whatever was happening to her, felt even more heightened than usual.
"But... is this really part of the massage?" she asked, her voice a little unsure.
Cassian smirked, noting her hesitation despite his earlier explanation. He replied, "I understand your concern, but this is purely therapeutic. As I said, your body is incredibly attractive, but believe me—I'm here to help, not indulge in anything inappropriate. So think of this as just part of the treatment, nothing more."
Russella smiled and, to his surprise, shifted slightly, widening the space between her thighs. "You've misunderstood me," she said, her tone calm. "I'm not feeling guilty or uncomfortable. Honestly, I don't experience any sexual arousal, if you're worried about that. So there's no shame in letting you help me this way. It's just... well, I've only ever heard of this type of massage in the context of certain shady salons."
Cassian's gaze drifted over her, captivated by the contrast of her milky skin against the dark lace of her panties, where they pressed into her hips, enhancing the soft pink of her skin. The subtle dark curls at the edge of the fabric added an undeniable allure, a natural beauty he found hard to ignore. He tried to stay focused, keeping his touch clinical, but his thoughts wandered despite himself.
'This is supposed to be a massage,' he reminded himself, yet his mind couldn't help lingering on the forbidden idea, wondering if there was a way she might want the same. He knew he needed to keep his thoughts under control, but a part of him wrestled with the urge to suggest something more, as he tried to focus back on his task.
Cassian looked at her thoughtfully, noticing her trembling eyelids and lips. With a resigned sigh, he muttered to himself, 'Alright, let's just finish this properly…'
He shifted beside her, taking a steadying breath before saying, "If you could, please lift your legs and spread them a bit, , for the massage." Gently guiding her, he helped her ease into an open position, her legs bent and slightly spread, her knees held delicately in her hands. Her pale, porcelain skin seemed to glow in the low light, and the faint sheen of sweat added an almost ethereal shimmer. The black lace of her underwear clung to her hips, framing her thighs and drawing attention to the soft, natural curves of her body. Her abdomen rose and fell with each breath, revealing a slight tension beneath the softness that hinted at both age and vitality.
"This part might feel intense at times," he warned, his hands working gently over her stomach. "Since you mentioned you're not very sensitive, it may not be too overwhelming, but still—just be ready. Once we start, we'll need to see it through to the end."
They could easily stop whenever they wanted, but Cassian didn't want to—and from Russella's nod, she had no issue with continuing. He took a moment to admire her form, now glistening with a light sheen of sweat, her trembling lessened but still present. Her breasts, still covered by her lace bra, caught his attention. With a barely contained thrill, he gently slid the straps down, uncovering her milky skin and taking in their soft, mature curves. Despite her age, they held a natural, inviting shape, subtly jiggling as she trembled.
Unable to resist, Cassian cupped one in his hand, squeezing gently as he absorbed the warmth and softness beneath his fingers.
Not wanting it to seem unrelated to the massage, Cassian smoothly slipped his hands under her panties, surprising her. But as she looked at his focused expression, she relaxed, letting him continue. His fingers brushed against her pubic hair before settling gently on her folds, initially grazing them so softly it only tickled. As he pressed a bit more firmly, she felt a subtle warmth spread, assuming it was just sweat, and dismissed the sensation.
Then her gaze drifted to her chest, where his other hand was still fondling one of her breasts. To her surprise, she noticed her pink, glossy nipple had grown slightly more erect than the other, realization dawning with a shock as she thought, 'I'm... aroused.'
The realization hit her hard—she hadn't felt true arousal in years, not since these tremors began. Now, she could sense her body warming, but this time, it wasn't from fever or muscle spasms; it was from a pleasure she hadn't expected, and she wasn't sure how to process it. What if this was her only chance to feel this way again? Or what if Cassian was the only one who could awaken this side of her?
Oddly, the idea of feeling pleasure from someone else then her husband didn't even came once. Instead, she found herself biting her lip, trying to stifle her soft moans, hoping Cassian wouldn't notice her rising desire.
Her hands clutched her legs even tighter as she instinctively spread them, hoping Cassian might slide his fingers inside to soothe the growing heat within her. The dampness between her legs only intensified, and her silent wish seemed to work, as Cassian's fingers began to trace along her folds, sparking a muffled moan from her lips.
"Nggh…" she breathed out, eyes clenched shut, biting her lip to keep quiet. Cassian glanced up, momentarily surprised by the sound, but smirked to himself, quickly averting his gaze before she could catch him looking.
'Did he notice?' she wondered, opening one eye slightly, and from his focused look, he didn't seem to. Yet something felt different—his fingers moved with a newfound intensity, gliding with more confidence and rhythm over her sensitive skin, sending waves of sensation through her.
"I'm going to put my finger in now..." Cassian announced softly, surprising her by not waiting for permission as he usually did. Instead, he gently but decisively slid a finger inside, making her arch her back slightly as a wave of sensation rippled through her. Her chest lifted, and her neck tilted back as her body reacted instinctively, her inner muscles clenching tightly around his finger in response.
Cassian couldn't help but feel a sense of amusement at her reaction. 'She said she doesn't get aroused,' he thought to himself, continuing to press forward despite her inner resistance.
And he slipped until it was fully in and went to pull out and in again as he continued to do, ignoring her squirming and muffled sound she was releasing and focused on making her admit she does get aroused.
And to do so, he started to play with her breasts more diligently, rubbing her hard nipple which was soft than others he had touched, making him think they weren't fully aroused, so focusing on doing so.
Twisting, pulling and rubbing he made it tingle and as Russella was busy taking the in, the pleasure from her vagina, she didn't even notice her nipples getting another source of arousal in her body.
Just in a few seconds, her muffled moans increased, became full moans, making her arch her neck more as she released louder moans. Her vagina also released more wetness enough to make a wet spot on the bed sheets under her.
Cassian's second finger also made its way inside her while he looked at her pleasured face with a smirk as his finger worked inside her, going and out at a rhythmic pace while rubbing top of her vagina with his thumb.
His other hand was busy on her breasts, this time giving them equal treatment, now as she didn't care if Cassian could see she was aroused. She looked at his smirking face with amused eyes. 'this bastard was he was thinking of doing it all along,' she asked herself and couldn't help but believe she was right from the Cassian's smirk as he enjoyed watching her squirm in pleasure.
Her hand had left her legs as she on her feet humped her hips up as matching Cassian finger rhythm, with her humps and her hand clenching the pillow under her tightly as she felt more and more heat building up down her core.
'She looks so hot squirming ....' Cassian thought as he looked at Russella's face, her eyes teary and her brows furrowed, sweaty from trying hard to push out the heat build up inside her. But Cassian was enjoying as she wasn't able, as being in control of it, it made him feel so excited, making him want to see her try more.
But he was only able to enjoy it for a while as he saw her limbs started to tremble again. He knew it was from tiredness, not from whatever illness she had, but not wanting to take the chance he increased his fingering speed. Making clapping sound came from her crotch as his finger moved in and out of her vagina at fast speed, his palm clashing against her wet skin causing those clapping sounds to come.