Kissing a man who wasn't her husband, stroking his member, letting him touch her breasts and folds, and orgasming—Ravees had far surpassed her guilt's limits. Cassian watched her fumble with her clothes, amused, but not wanting her to break down in tears. "So, I win, right? I only came once, and it proves you're a pervert too, since, you know…" he teased. She froze, looking at him with teary eyes. Cassian paused, a bit worried she might actually cry, and softened his tone. "Came twice…"
"No, I didn't…" she muttered, eyes cast downward, clearly lying. "I only came once. You didn't win or prove anything…"
Cassian smirked, amused, watching her struggle to tuck her breasts back into her shirt while failing to pull her pants over her curves. "I can prove it again if you want…"
