"No– Yes,"
Eva stammered against my face, barely a few centimeters of distance separated our lips as I blew air onto her lip.
She had already given up the urge to push me away, sitting with thighs pressed together and her hands clenched onto the bedsheet.
Cheeks rosy, breath heavy and her huge breasts jiggling with every breath, Eva looked gorgeous.
My palm that was still on her chin moved, slowly tracing her cheek with my thumb as her breath hitched in response.
I could see that her reddened eyes were losing focus, staring into mine with lust and confusion.
Of course, she was high. And so was I.
For Claire, I kept a side eye on her and she was still into deep meditation. In my opinion, by the time she woke up, she would already be at the AMC stage.
But my approximation could easily be off since now there was no new joint lit up, she wasn’t passive smoking anymore and the smoke in her veins could fade out at any moment.
"So, it feels better now?" I asked again, smiling as I looked down into Eva’s lovely, thin, midnight black eyes.
She stared back almost hypnotically, the darkness felt as if it could consume me and yet... It was strangely comfortable.
"Yes." Eva said back, making no movement or gesture to remove my hand off her face, or to stop.
As the saying goes, strike when the metal is hot.
I hummed, slowly leaning closer to her lips as she held her breath, her breasts rising a little invitingly.
Her lips puckered, eyes fluttering close as she rubbed her cheeks softly against my palm.
Cute...
Our lips met, electricity went rushing down my body along with the blood.
My dick twitched within my pants as Eva kissed back like an amateur, trying her hardest to copy my movements. She tried to suck my lip and even put her tongue in my mouth.
It was quite obvious that it was a new territory for her, and if I wasn’t wrong, she probably hasn’t even touched a male romantically before.
And it was that fact which made even her amateur kiss taste like heaven.
By the time we were out of breath, my dick was already rockhard, protesting against my pants to let it out, while Eva was fully red.
She looked at me with a shocked and bashful expression.
"Uhm, I, uhm," she mumbled, noticing my gaze and following it to her huge pressing breasts that were also protesting against her bra to let them out.
Her nipples were slightly erect, enough that they were noticeable even through her thick sweatshirt.
I was tempted to ask, ’Was that your first kiss?’
But then I held back, knowing that there was a chance that it might scare her off, or make her back off that she already gave her first kiss to someone who wasn’t even fully hers.
So I didn’t say anything.
I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her closer.
Despite the fullness of her breasts and body softness, Eva wasn’t fat by any means.
Hell, she couldn’t even be termed chubby!
Her waist was slim, stomach flat and well defined. Her jaw was sharp, eyes deep enough to drown in, and hands had enough strength that she could retaliate quite well.
For Eva, I could only say one thing.
Her mass was stored only at the right spots.
Eva’s breath hitched once again, gasping slightly when my fingers dug into her soft skin.
Her breasts pressed against my chest and it felt as if they were two pillows trying to bury me under their softness.
Once again, our lips connected, Eva awkwardly wrapped her arm around my neck and tried to kiss me back with a similar passion.
"Aaron... We shouldn’t..." Eva gasped as I slid down her lips, kissing her neck and dipping lower to feel her breasts from closer.
My cock trembled even more violently within the pants, raging against the underwear as if it could tear off the undergarment and pop up at any time.
Especially with the sensitive tip, it kept rubbing against the cloth, making it a slightly painful experience.
There was no way we could go all the way with Claire being here, and I doubt Eva would even let me go that far no matter how high or horny she was.
Some things take time, and it was foolish to press her for it.
"Then should I stop?" I asked with a smile, looking up at her while licking her erect nipple over the cloth.
"No– Yes," Eva mumbled softly, covering her lips with her hand as she arched backwards.
"Hmm~" I hummed against her breasts, squeezing them with my hands and marvelling at their softness.
They felt like fluffy marshmallows that my hands just sank in.
I wonder how good I will sleep if I have these as my pillows every night.
Eva clenched her thighs tighter and looked down at me.
"Stop it already, you are taken and we cannot do that." she said firmly, but her bright blush betrayed her expectations.
Still, understanding that a no was a no, I sat back up, withdrawing my arms from her body.
Eva blinked in surprise, maybe not expecting me to give up or not force her.
But then her eyes drifted to my cock, throbbing under my pants and trying its hardest to get out.
She bit her lips, looking up at me once again with her blush deepening, "That looks painful." she commented.
"It very much is. He wants to come out and play, but it’s fine. Claire should be waking up soon, I guess..." I said calmly, sneakily glancing at Eva’s reaction to my words.
Of course it was a risky play, as I was playing with her jealousy and interest.
It could easily backfire as Eva could simply decide never to do it again or something like that.
But, whatever happens, happens.
"Claire is not in the right condition to do anything." Eva said softly, biting her lips tighter and looking at me with those cat-like, thin and sexy eyes.
"Maybe I can help if it’s not much..." She mumbled.