Cassian was in absolute bliss as he massaged Katherine's waist, his crotch pressed firmly against her soft, rounded butt. His arousal had been building as he rubbed against her, his hardness nestled against her skin. He noticed her breathing becoming slower, more rhythmic as she began to drift off to sleep.
A smirk spread across his face. While massaging her waist had been enjoyable, his mind was already focused on more enticing parts of her body. For the past half hour, he had been carefully controlling himself, rubbing against her slowly, careful not to lose control. But now, with Katherine asleep, he didn't need to be quite as cautious. Still, he didn't want to rush—he had time, and he intended to savor every moment.
