Ravees' eyes stayed fixed on Katherine's bushy folds. She could smell them, and the scent was obscenely erotic—not like flowers or anything pleasant she should be drawn to, but something heavier, like a guilty pleasure. And that guilty pleasure, to her, was Cassian's penis stuffed inside them.
Recently spent, it no longer stretched Katherine the way it had minutes earlier. As Cassian slowly pulled out, it came free slick with the mixture of their fluids, softer now, yet still thick and long. It looked almost like a snake sliding free, the veins still visible, showing that some firmness still remained.
'Can he get it up again?' Ravees wondered as she looked on. Katherine seemed almost unconscious after her last climax, her eyes half-closed in a dazed haze. But she jerked slightly when Cassian finally pulled himself free from her.
