After that, he washed her other arm, then her legs, and made her lean forward so he could scrub her back. By the time he got around to washing her front, Cassie felt utterly relaxed. She didn’t even complain when he settled behind her and reached around to palm her bare breasts, washing them gently as he cupped them in his big hands.
“Mmm, Stone, that feels amazing,” she murmured as he dipped lower and washed between her legs with the purple sponge. “You’re good at this.”
“I am glad you approve,” Stone rumbled. “I enjoy taking care of you.”
“I’m enjoying it too,” Cassie admitted. Probably more than she should, actually. How were they ever going to go back to being just friends after all this?
But she decided to push the thorny problem aside and just enjoy letting Stone take care of her. Her partner might not know anything about BDSM or After Care or Sub drop, but he definitely had the right instincts. The tender, gentle way he was bathing her and caring for her let Cassie know he didn’t think any less of her for her behavior during their scene. She felt as pampered as a well-cared-for child—and as safe.
At last Stone decided she was clean enough, so he got her out of the tub and dried her thoroughly. He wrapped her in a soft, fluffy white robe and carried her back to the couch, though Cassie swore she could walk herself. But Stone wouldn’t hear of it—he didn’t let her feet even touch the ground.
Once settled on the couch, Cassie saw that there was an array of exotic looking alien pastries on the small table in front of it. There was also a pale purple fizzy drink in tall glasses that tickled her nose when she sipped it.
“Mmm, Stone, this is wonderful,” she murmured, snuggling against his side as she sipped her drink. “You’re so thoughtful—when did you have time to order all this?”
“While I was drawing your bath.” He stroked her hair away from her face and leaned over to kiss the top of her head. “I wanted to be certain you had nourishment. I’m afraid your fluids were depleted during our scene together today.”
Cassie felt her cheeks getting hot when she considered exactly how her fluids had gotten depleted. It was all those orgasms, she thought to herself. No wonder she felt so dehydrated!
Then it occurred to her that while she had come multiple times, Stone hadn’t even come once. Of course, making him come hadn’t been the point of the scene but still, it seemed unfair.
“Stone,” she murmured, resting her hand on the bulge in his trousers. He had switched back to his long black pajama bottoms and she could clearly feel the hot length of his cock through the satiny material.
“Cassandra,” he answered, frowning and putting a hand over hers. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“I was just thinking…” Cassie bit her lip. “You made me come over and over but you didn’t even come once. I thought maybe…maybe you’d like a little help?” She looked up at him from under her lashes. “The way you went down on me…no man has ever done that for me before. I mean, not like that.” She stroked the long, thick shaft slowly. “I just thought maybe I could return the favor.”
“First of all, I want to focus on you,” Stone told her, moving her hand gently but firmly away. “And secondly, you are wrong about me not finding sexual release—I came every time you did.”
“You did?” Cassie looked up at him in astonishment. “But after you cuffed me to the flogging frame, I wasn’t even touching you!”
“Yes, but I was touching you,” Stone growled softly. He lifted her chin and looked into her eyes. “Didn’t I tell you how long I’ve wanted to taste you? Feeling you come and tasting your sweet juices was enough to send me over the edge with you, every time you went.”
“Stone…” She shook her head. “I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything,” her partner assured her. “Just relax and replenish yourself. I have a feeling we might have a busy night tonight.”
“You do? Why do you say that?” Cassie asked him.
“Because, we have to attend the public viewing tonight,” Stone told her. “The director told me as we were leaving. I guess you didn’t hear him.”
“No, I didn’t. We have to attend the what?” She frowned.
“The public viewing,” he repeated patiently. “It’s in Gozeriam’s throne room—they show the best, er, porn vids of the day—or at least snippets of them. And apparently, his Slimefullness hands out awards to the best actors.”
“Oh my God, how many people will be there?” Cassie sat up, feeling suddenly nervous. “Do you think he’ll show our scene? Do you think everyone will see us?”
“So what if they do?” Stone raised an eyebrow at her. “Are you ashamed of what we did together today?”
“Well, no…but actually yes! I mean, I just don’t know…” Cassie ran a hand through her hair. “If my parents ever found out I did porn—”
“I very much doubt your parents will be in attendance in Gozeriam’s throne room tonight,” Stone said dryly. “In fact, no one you know will be there except me. And if we can agree not to be ashamed of doing what we have to in order to successfully complete this mission, you should have no reason to blush.”
“I’m not blushing!” Cassie protested.
“Oh, no?” Stone’s long fingers brushed over her hot cheek. “You were beautiful today, Cassandra,” he murmured, looking down at her. “Beautiful and fierce and passionate. I was proud to have you as my partner when we acted that scene together.”
“Well…thank you, Stone.” She smiled at him tentatively. “That’s really sweet of you.”
“I mean it, sweetheart,” he murmured. “Every word.”
He leaned down and Cassie was certain he was going to kiss her this time—and she certainly would have let him. But instead, her partner pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead and then pulled her close to him.
“Come relax for a while,” he told her. “Tonight will come soon enough.”
“I guess you’re right.” Cassie sighed and snuggled against his side again.
She would worry about the public viewing later. Right now she just wanted to be close to her partner and relax in his arms. They might have to go back to being just friends once they got back to Earth, but for now, she could pretend they were a real couple, which was nice.
More than nice, Cassie admitted to herself. She only wished their new closeness could last after this mission was done.
But she knew that was never going to happen.
Forty-Five
“Okay, now I see why the throne room has to be so big—Gozeriam would never be able to fit all these, er, people in here otherwise,” Cassie murmured as she surveyed the crowd of creatures and people assembled in the throne room.
There were people everywhere and not just humanoids. She saw aliens with multiple heads and limbs, some who looked like animals, though by the way they were conversing, she could tell they were sentient species. There was a cluster of things that looked like giant spiders on one side of the room and an enormous creature that resembled an elephant with only two legs and a dusky dark blue hide. There were even slime tanks and water tanks set up so that the actors from The Pit and the Aqueous tank could attend the public viewing.