Ravees looked uneasy and embarrassed, sitting with her legs spread wide, still in her pants, unlike Cassian, who sat naked beside her. "Tell me again why I need to give you a handjob?" she asked.
Somehow, Cassian had goaded her into agreeing to let him finger her, taunting that she was already a pervert, corrupted by dirty thoughts. He'd claimed he could make her orgasm with just his fingers, a challenge Ravees accepted—she'd never even managed that with her own fingers or her husband's penis, so how could a lesser man like Cassian pull it off?
"I can't be the only one getting you off," Cassian said, smirking, his member still semi-hard and sticky from earlier fluids. "Besides, I wasn't done yet, but my lady seemed worn out… so don't mind if I finish another round."
