"What if I do this?" Ravees murmured, her hand slipping between her thighs, pressing just above them to guide Cassian's cock head, letting it rub more deeply against her folds. The move caught Cassian off guard, and she asked, "Is that wrong?"
Cassian didn't miss a beat. "Not at all…" he said, his hips keeping their steady rhythm.
Ravees nodded, her hand wrapping around Cassian's hard length, guiding it to slide between her folds. She moaned loudly as he thrust quickly, prompting her to press it harder against her sensitive skin. "Ahh… not so fast…" she gasped, turning to face him, her greyish eyes glistening with tears. Her flushed, porcelain-brown skin glowed red from the heat as she added, "Please, move a bit gentler…"
She surprised herself with the plea, knowing she shouldn't have said it. But after watching Katherine beg Cassian to slow down for two days when overwhelmed, the words slipped out instinctively. Cassian hadn't slowed for Katherine, but now he did, his voice teasing. "This better?" he asked, rubbing his cock between her folds slowly, though not gently, pushing the head as deep as her panties allowed. Her hand stayed there, guiding it, keeping the pressure firm against her folds.
Ravees closed her eyes, a wave of delight washing over her as the slower, deliberate friction of Cassian's cock against her folds felt intense but perfectly balanced—no overwhelming tremors, just a sweet, steady burn. "Way better…" she sighed, her voice dripping with genuine pleasure.
Cassian nodded, a smirk playing on his lips as he squeezed her breast with one hand, the other still lingering in her soaked panties, fingers teasing her pubes. "Wanna make it even better?" he asked, his tone laced with mischief.
Ravees, still savoring the feel of Cassian's thick cock head rubbing against her folds, reacted a beat late but was curious to up the ante. "How?" she asked, her voice heavy with intrigue.
Cassian's hand, already inside her drenched panties, gently tugged the fabric aside to demonstrate. "Just by sliding these wet things out of the way…" he said, exposing her folds. His cock head, slick from her earlier fluids, met her even wetter, smoother folds, the direct contact making her moan loudly. The heat of his hard length pressed against her sensitive skin, her pubes brushing against him as he moved. Noticing she didn't pull his cock away but kept guiding it closer, he grinned. "So, this feels even better than before, right?"
Ravees didn't bother asking if this was wrong or cheating—she knew deep down everything they'd done tonight crossed that line. Instead, she nodded eagerly. "Yeah, way better. Keep moving… and play with my breasts more," she demanded, now openly asking for more pleasure.
Cassian kept at it, his hands squeezing Ravees's breasts harder, her nipples—already rock-hard from the start—now red and tender from nearly an hour of pinching, pulling, sucking, and even light biting. For a beginner like Ravees, it was overwhelming, the mix of pleasure and pain making her nipples tingle intensely, but Cassian didn't care. He kept them throbbing, fueling her craving for more. Her folds, slick and pulsing, now yearned for the same attention. His cock head, slick with her fluids, stroked between them, spreading her open as her own fingers pressed it closer, ensuring every thrust hit just right.
He moved his hips slowly, savoring the feel of her thick, firm ass pressed against him, its curve a delightful contrast to her broad, powerful shoulders. They marked her as a strong woman, yet here she was, trembling under the slow grind of his penis against her folds. The sight of her shaking, caught between guilt and surrender, only spiked his arousal further.
Cassian found it even more arousing how quickly he'd corrupted her—warping her morals in just a few hours. Ravees no longer questioned why they were doing this or if it counted as cheating; she just went along with it, her face free of guilt. That lack of shame unsettled Cassian slightly—he'd enjoyed her guilty looks—but it didn't stop him. "You like my big dick rubbing on your pussy, Miss Ravees?" he asked, his tone deliberately crude.
She nodded, unfazed by his vulgarity, her voice steady. "It's the best I've ever felt with anyone's dick…" she replied, tossing out crude words of her own.
Cassian smirked, knowing his next words might jolt her but unable to resist seeing her reaction. Leaning in, he murmured low, "Not even your husband's?"
Guilt flooded back to Ravees's face, her greyish eyes narrowing as she snapped, "Don't talk about my husband." But Cassian pressed on, undeterred, his voice low and teasing. "Just tell me, is it better than his?" His penis's head, guided unknowingly by her own fingers, nudged closer to her entrance, stretching it slightly as she pressed it there. Cassian felt the pull, like it might slip in, but it didn't, not yet.
"How much better does it feel than your husband's?" he pushed, his tone relentless. Ravees, wrestling with fresh waves of guilt over cheating, stammered, "I don't know, please stop asking…" Yet she didn't stop him—neither his hand toying with her nipple, nor the other circling her clit, both keeping her body on edge.
Cassian leaned closer, his breath hot against her ear. "You know, once it goes in…" he trailed off, his words sparking fear in her. Her eyes widened, and she blurted, "No, don't put it in!"
"Then how else will you know it's better than your husband's?" Cassian taunted, his breathing quickening, turned on by her guilt-ridden face clashing with her trembling, pleasure-soaked body. He pushed further, relishing her turmoil. "Or don't tell me it already feels better?" Ravees stayed silent, her own orgasm creeping closer, his questions twisting her mind—should she wait for the climax and then push him away?
Cassian didn't let up. "I'm not even inside, and it feels this good. Don't tell me he's so small you can't even feel him—is that why you don't like sex?" Her folds suddenly tightened around his cock head, sucking him in as he grunted, and Ravees's breath caught in her chest. His tip slipped just inside her folds, and he came, his warm release flooding her. Her eyes rolled back, body tensing as she shuddered through her own orgasm, overwhelmed by the sudden heat. Cassian, still shivering, thrust deeper instinctively, her fingers—still guiding him—pushing him further in making her orgasm even more intense.