Chapter 74_ Subscription

The next day in the office, Arya showed Marco and Lewis the drawings Kane had come up with late at night, and they were examining them thoroughly.
“Arya, this is genius! It will solve all our problems,” Lewis said, and Marco nodded in agreement.

"We can go straight to production and it will be like there was never a problem,” Marco said, and Arya flashed him a smile.

"I'm glad you like it. It was a lot of hard work,” Arya said.

"Who designed it? I had a friend with this uncanny ability to come up with such elegant and simple solutions,” Marco asked curiously.

"Everyone has their own genius friend who solves problems brilliantly. But this will remain my little secret. The important thing is that we have a car to show, isn't it?” Arya said, and though Marco wasn't thrilled with her answer, he nodded in agreement.

“Yes, that's the most important part, I guess,” he said.

"Good, let's get to work." Setting up production was quick and easy since Kane had already placed the necessary orders with nearby suppliers, and Arya swiftly did everything she was supposed to do in the office in order to leave work early since she had made plans with Kane to go for a massage at a spa to make it up to him for their movie date.

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At the spa, the world felt like a much better place when Arya was wrapped in a towel with cucumber slices over her eyes. Kane, who was wrapped in a white towel as well, sat beside her.

“I’m glad everything went smoothly. It's nice to spend some daytime with you for a change,” Kane said.

“The only thing that worries me is that Marco might have figured out that you designed that solution,” Arya said, and Kane shrugged.

"Marco is a bit paranoid sometimes, but he knows that the world is full of bright engineers. So my secret identity is safe."

"Which is pretty unfair because you just saved the project. You deserve some praise,” Arya said, and Kane’s eyes lit up at her words.

“How about some massage as praise?” Kane said suggestively.

“A massage, huh? Why don't you lie on that massage bed? I’ll call someone,” Arya said as she removed the cucumber from her eyes and got off the bed.

Kane frowned, "Someone? But I—" Before he could complete his words, Arya went out of the room and closed the door, making Kane sigh. A couple of seconds flashed by, and Arya entered the room again. Kane was lying face down on the massage bed.

"I heard you ask for a special massage, Mr. Maranello,” Arya said, her voice warm and soft, all seductive as she walked in and locked the door behind her.

Kane raised his brow when he heard Arya's voice, but he played along. “Yes… Did you just close the door? Because my girlfriend—” Kane trailed off as he was about to get on his elbow and look in her direction when Arya moved to hold him down and whispered in his ear.

“Your girlfriend is not here, Mr. Maranello. There is only me,” Arya said, her voice coquettish and seductive as she trailed her tongue around his ear and ran her hand down his back, giving him a light slap on the ass.

Kane’s body tingled at her touch, and it took him a few moments to understand what was going on before a smirk graced his face as he relaxed his body to enjoy whatever Arya was playing at. Arya poured the massage oil into the palm of her hand and rubbed her hands together to warm it up before oiling Kane's chiseled back.

“Your hands are magical,” Kane said as Arya pressed down with her palm, extending his muscles from the base of his back up to his shoulders.

“It's not magic, Mr. Maranello. It's all technique and dedication,” Arya replied.

"And what do you like to dedicate yourself to?" Kane asked.

“I like to ease the body from its pain and fill it with pleasure,” Arya answered as she oiled his legs, slowly climbing up from the calves to his nicely sculpted ass. She worked on his muscles with very capable fingers, brushing her chest against his back as she leaned forward.

After a while, Arya started feeling her body begin to burn like a furnace inside, and she switched sides, dropping her towel on the floor right in front of the face hole in the massage bed. At her actions, a naughty smile tugged at the corner of Kane’s lips as he asked, “Are you feeling hot?"

"I'm burning, Mr. Maranello,” Arya replied with a smirk and got on the massage bed, straddling Kane, who was still lying on his belly. Her hands were on his lower back, and she was slowly climbing up toward his shoulders, laying her naked body over his.

Kane groaned, feeling himself harden underneath, and breathed, “This is the best massage of my life." Arya smiled at his words and kept massaging him, while her skin became shiny with oil as her body started tingling, praying for more.

“I believe a massage should be a very unique experience every time. Why don't you turn around and let me show you?” Arya said as she lifted herself up on her knees to allow Kane to roll onto his back and face her.

She reached for the oil and rubbed his chest and abs. Kane ran his hands over her body, along her arms, but when he was about to reach for her breasts, Arya stopped him. “I'm sorry, Mr. Maranello, but I'm afraid that only qualified personnel are allowed to touch,” Arya said, leaning forward and letting him feel her body as they spoke lip to lip.

Kane’s eyes burned with such desire that they could melt a rock, and he almost stopped breathing when Arya started grinding against him. As she ground on him, she kept rubbing her hands along his chest, and Kane moved his hands to touch her again, but his hands stopped about an inch from her skin.

“It's very hard not to touch something so beautiful and inviting,” Kane said, and he gasped when Arya reached for his cock with her hands and pushed him inside her, sliding onto him with one sudden and unexpected move.

“Ohhh, Arya. You will be the death of me," Kane grunted as Arya started riding him, holding onto the edges of the massage bed and moving up and down with slow and powerful movements. She leaned forward as much as she could, letting her nipples rub against his smooth oiled skin and filling herself with him at every thrust.

“How does it feel, Mr. Maranello? Isn't this what you were looking for?” Arya asked, and Kane, who was so trapped in her sensual spell, couldn't even utter a word, a truce Arya wouldn't grant him as she kept moving faster and faster, her body trembling with anticipation as hot shivers spread across her skin.

Suddenly, both of them froze as a sudden and powerful climax hit her and Kane at the same time. Kane arched his back, lifting her up as Arya leaned forward, overwhelmed by a wave of pleasure with an intensity she had never felt before. She panted and trembled, doing her best to maintain the detached professionalism of her assumed character.

“I believe… this… will keep you… relaxed… for a while… Mr. Maranello,” Arya said with a wink, and Kane chuckled.

"I believe I should subscribe to this service,” Kane replied, leaning forward to kiss her.

“All your subscriptions are free, with full access 24/7, Mr. Maranello,” Arya said, and they both laughed and cuddled together for some time before hitting the shower and returning to their room.