'He is enjoying...it...' Katherine observed Cassian's expression as he breathed heavily, his satisfaction evident. She followed his instructions carefully, creating suction with her lips as she moved them along his length, her actions slow and deliberate, occasionally making a soft sound as she worked. She added her own touch, moistening him with her saliva.
Cassian couldn't help but appreciate the improvement. At first, her efforts had been clumsy, but now, she was far more skilled. He let out a quiet praise, his voice full of approval, "You're a fast learner, my lady."
Katherine didn't particularly enjoy his praise. She hadn't intended to be good at this sort of thing, but seeing that he was clearly enjoying himself, she found herself willing to improve, even if she didn't fully understand why. In some way, she even found satisfaction in pleasuring him.
Unfortunately for her, she was proving to be more skilled than she expected. Without thinking, she took him fully into her mouth and sucked harder, causing Cassian to gasp as his hips jerked involuntarily. His moans were deep, and he lost control for a moment. Before Katherine could realize what was happening, she found herself deepening her movements, prompting even more reactions from him.
Cassian, lost in the sensation, didn't think to stop her. While Cassian was aware of the effect it was having on him, he didn't think to warn her about the consequences. His mind wandered, imagining how her face might look, which only heightened his anticipation. The thought pushed him closer to the edge, and he reached his climax sooner than expected.
Katherine was caught off guard, her eyes widening in surprise as her mouth filled with warmth. In a sudden movement, she pulled away, but it was too late. The fluid splashed across her face, a mistake that left her stunned.
As Cassian reached his climax, Katherine quickly shut her eyes, her body reacting in a mixture of surprise and discomfort. She tried to speak, hoping to stop him, but couldn't manage to get the words out. When she opened her mouth again, more of him spilled inside, causing her to gag. Desperate, she used her hand to guide him away from her face, redirecting him to her chest, where some of the essence already lingered.
As the last remnants of his release landed on her shoulder in weaker spurts, Katherine opened her eyes, her gaze sharp with irritation. Her chest and shoulders were now marked by his actions, and her anger was evident. Cassian couldn't help but chuckle softly, still shivering from the aftershocks of his climax.
"Sorry for making such a mess, my lady," he said between heavy breaths, his tone teasing despite his apology.
He helped her sit up, grabbing a corner of the bedsheet to gently wipe her face. With a sly grin, he added, "But I'd say we're even now—you covered my face earlier with your own fluids, after all."
He wasn't wrong, but Katherine was genuinely angry as she glared at him and said, "Don't ever do that again."
Cassian nodded with a smile, watching as she wiped the corner of her lips, where a trace of him still lingered. "I won't," he replied, his tone light and teasing. "But, my lady, you were far too good at massaging me with your mouth. I couldn't help myself."
Katherine's irritation began to fade, and a small smile tugged at her lips. "Your praise won't gonna make me do it again, Cassian," she said playfully, her earlier anger melting into amusement.
Cassian chuckled softly, his expression both apologetic and playful. "I was just trying to compliment you, my lady" he said with a wink, making Katherine laugh despite herself.
As she chuckled, he reached for the bedsheet again, gently wiping her neck where more of his essence had strayed. His movements were careful, his gaze lingering on her face with a mix of affection and mischief.
"You know my lady," he said after a moment, his voice warm, "we're both far too dirty now. Perhaps it's time for a bath?"
Katherine glanced down at herself, noticing her breasts glistening and sticky from the mix of her own fluids and Cassian's. She gave a small nod, a playful glint in her eyes. "It seems so," she said, "but I suppose we're going to get dirty again, aren't we? Your massage isn't done yet, is it?"
Cassian blinked in surprise at her boldness, but a teasing smile quickly spread across his face. "It seems my lady is enjoying my massage far more than I expected," he replied, his tone dripping with amusement.
Katherine blushed deeply at his words—he was clearly referring to their intimate moments, and she couldn't deny that she had enjoyed them. Trying to brush it off, she replied, "They were fine. Now help me clean up."
Without waiting for his response, she hurried toward the bathroom, her face still flushed. Cassian chuckled as he followed her, his teasing tone chasing after her. "Just fine? My lady, you were practically writhing in pleasure moments ago…"
The dynamic between Cassian and Katherine had shifted subtly, blurring the lines between master and servant. Cassian still regarded her as his master, though now with the added layer of a casual intimacy that came with their physical relationship. For Katherine, things were more complicated. She still saw him as her servant, but there were moments when she treated him as more than that—perhaps even more than a friend. He was the only man she trusted to share her bed and indulge in the intimate, sometimes embarrassing acts they had just shared.
After cleaning up, they took a bath together—a first for Katherine. Once finished, they returned to bed, where she rested against Cassian, her head on his chest. His fingers idly played with her breasts as she lay there, her expression calm and relaxed.
"Rowena is coming tomorrow," she murmured, breaking the silence. "You'll be busy with her all day."
Cassian nodded, thinking about the busy day ahead. "I think so," he admitted, his mind already considering the tasks awaiting him. Still, he hoped to find some time in the morning for Lucy and in the evening for Katherine. Smirking, he added, "But I'll do my best to fit in your daily massage, my lady."