"Hug me."
Maybe it was thanks to the initial outburst of our lust getting sated, or maybe just Eve's emotional side winning over the needs of her body, but rather than keeping her playful act from before, she stood up and stretched her hands forward.
Surprisingly, this simple act, this plain and light smile, this love steeming from her eyes, was far more arousing to me than everything we did before. But rather than instantly grabbing her into my embrace, I started with her hands.
Taking a hold of both of them at once, rather than tangling our fingers together, I started massaging her palms. The soft feeling of her delicate skin stretching lightly whenever I pressed her tiny hand muscles, only to spring right back up when my fingers moved to another part of her hands was making me feel like if I was in heaven.
"Bart… Hug me… Please?"
