Cassian shook his head, forcing the thought away. 'No, too dangerous...' he reminded himself. The thrill of pushing boundaries was one thing, but explaining why his mouth had found its way there would be a different challenge altogether. He needed a believable excuse if he ever decided to cross that line—something Katherine wouldn't question or see through.
For now, he focused on the task at hand, keeping his fingers moving inside her with a practiced touch. He maintained the pressure on that sensitive spot, using the technique he'd memorized to bring her closer to the edge without quite pushing her over it. Her body responded to his every movement, the muscles tightening around his fingers as her breaths came in quick, uneven bursts.
Katherine's legs trembled, her knees instinctively closing and opening as Cassian's fingers explored every sweet spot inside and out, his hands working her with practiced skill. The moans escaping her lips made Cassian swallow hard, desire building as he fought the urge to see the expression on her face.
"My lady, are you alright? It's my first time massaging your insides," he said, a mischievous smile playing on his lips before he added teasingly, "Does it feel good?"
Katherine's breath hitched, her voice coming out in a strained, breathless whisper as she replied, "It... it feels alright..." Her tone was far more composed than her body's reaction, which betrayed how hard she was trying to suppress the louder, more desperate sounds that threatened to spill out.
Cassian might not have known all the details, but he wasn't clueless—he could tell she was on the brink of climaxing. Even if this was supposed to be a "medical procedure," he knew how embarrassing and pleasurable it must be for her, and the temptation to tease her was too strong to resist.
"It shouldn't feel just 'alright'... Maybe I'm doing something wrong. Let me try this..." he said with a smirk, his gaze fixed on his fingers as they worked. Spotting a particularly sensitive area nestled amidst her red curls, he pinched a firmer part of her vagina between his fingers and added with a playful tone, "How about this?"
As he squeezed, the reaction from Katherine was immediate and intense—her hips bucked involuntarily, nearly lifting off the bed, her body fighting to control the wave of pleasure surging through her. She managed to restrain herself from a full-on release, arching her back instead and letting out a long, muffled moan, "Mmm..."
"Better than before?" Cassian asked, his voice teasing as he felt the intensity from her clenching muscles gradually ease.
"It's... better," Katherine replied, her flushed face betraying her excitement, her voice trembling with unrestrained anticipation.
"Just better? It should feel amazing," he murmured with a smirk, this time applying a firmer squeeze to the sensitive nub, while simultaneously driving his fingers deeper. Her inner walls clamped down tightly around him, spasming with the sudden surge of pleasure.
"Ahhh..." Katherine couldn't hold back this time. A loud moan escaped her lips as she gripped the book in her hands, bending its spine with the force of her grasp. Her hips lifted off the bed, her trembling legs instinctively trying to close around the intense sensation—but they couldn't, finding Cassian's presence between them, leaving her thighs to quiver helplessly on either side of him.
Cassian's excitement grew as he began to move his fingers in and out of her faster, alternating between rubbing and pinching her clitoris. He varied the rhythm, making it impossible for Katherine to predict when the next surge of pleasure would hit, keeping her constantly on edge.
He initially worried she might become angry with his boldness, but seeing her struggle to control her moans rather than protesting, he took it as a green light to push further.
He treated her body like a control panel, using the massage technique to make her muscles tense, then go limp, or tremble in waves. The technique he was using, from what little he understood, was supposed to stimulate blood flow and circulation, creating a build-up that, when triggered, would release a flood of pleasure throughout her body.
While the intricacies of the technique didn't matter much to him, he was intrigued by how much pleasure he could elicit from a woman using it. And with Katherine willing to be his first test subject, he was determined to explore just how far he could take it.
Cassian watched Katherine squirm beneath his touch, feeling a rush of excitement. He recalled Robert's words about taking control if he didn't like being dominated by women, wondering if this is what Robert meant. If so, Cassian didn't mind embracing that role. Still, not wanting to push too far and risk angering Katherine, he shifted to a more careful touch, focusing on massaging her with precision.
Soon, he felt her walls tightening more around his fingers, her clitoris becoming more pronounced and sensitive. With a firm squeeze to that sensitive spot, he delivered a final push that made her inner walls spasm hard, her hips lifting as her body released a sudden spray of warm, blurred liquid, soaking Cassian's arm and shirt.
But it wasn't over—neither for her nor for him. Cassian kept his hands steady on her, knowing from the technique that this response was expected and that it wasn't complete yet. He continued to squeeze and stroke her, coaxing another warm release that splashed over his shirt.
Surprised by the intensity, he glanced up at Katherine, but her face remained hidden behind the book, which she now gripped tightly, nearly folded in half as her hips lifted and her back arched in response to the sensations.
Cassian continued his relentless rhythm, fingers working inside her with expertise, each motion causing Katherine to release another surge. Her hips bucked involuntarily, sending yet another spray of warm fluid over Cassian's shirt, soaking it through. He felt the liquid running down his arms, dripping from his fingers as he worked to maintain the technique.
A third wave followed, just as intense, and Cassian found himself nearly drenched, his shirt clinging to his skin, arms slick with her release. The room was filled with the sound of her breathless moans and the wet, rhythmic movements of his fingers.
After what felt like minutes of this intense release, Katherine's body finally seemed to reach its limit. Her hips trembled violently, then collapsed onto the bed, her legs unable to hold the tension any longer. Cassian caught her as she fell, carefully guiding her trembling hips onto his thighs.
He supported her weight gently, cradling her as the last shudders ran through her body, feeling the warmth and the lingering spasms of her muscles against his hands.
"Are you alright, my lady?" Cassian asked with genuine concern, noticing her grip loosen on the book as she arched her back, her trembling slowly easing.
'What a naughty puppy... After making me come this hard, now he's asking if I'm okay...' Katherine thought to herself, her eyes watery but her smile full of excitement. If she had to compare it to any orgasm she'd experienced before, there were only a few, but this one was by far the most intense and utterly relieving.
She felt certain that whatever tension she'd been carrying would stay gone for weeks.
"Yes..." she replied, her voice breathy, and after a moment, she added, "Just... resting for a minute..."
Cassian smirked as he squeezed her soft buttocks resting against him and teased, "Well, there's still one more spot left to massage, and we shouldn't wait too long between sessions..." He spread her cheeks, revealing her anus, which made Katherine's eyes widen in surprise. She quickly turned her head to the side, glancing at the nearly torn book, and stammered, "No... you don't need to, I'm fine...
for now..." Her voice wavered with a hint of nervousness.
Cassian chuckled inwardly at her nervous expression and said, "No worries, I can save that for next time..." He grabbed a few pillows from the bed and added, "But let's get you into a more comfortable position to relax." With that, he placed the pillows beneath her raised waist and back, adjusting them so that her entire back rested comfortably in alignment.
Katherine, with an amused look, wrapped her legs around him, bringing him face to face with her chest.
Surprisingly, she felt more at ease, and seeing her relaxed smile, Cassian asked, trying hard not to stare directly at her breasts while his hands rested on her waist and his lower body pressed lightly against her crotch. "You don't seem to have any pain in your upper body my lady, but I can't help feeling a bit unsatisfied leaving half of it unattended after each massage."
"It can't be helped—the rest of the books with those massage techniques have been lost..." she replied, tightening her legs around him, pulling him closer against her.
Cassian didn't mind at all; in fact, he welcomed the closeness, eager for as much contact as possible. With a smile, he said, "What if I try to create my own technique? I think I have enough knowledge to give it a shot..."
Katherine smiled back, her hand resting on his waist. "If you think you can, then why not?"
Cassian hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Then, my lady, I need to inspect your upper body for this. Would it be alright if I take a closer look?"
Katherine looked amused by his request, but feeling that he had earned a little reward for his efforts today, she nodded. "Go ahead..."
Cassian, wasting no time after getting her permission.....