"O-one more time."
She hugged Evan's neck and spoke in a stupor as if she was drunk, and Evan wasn't crazy enough to dissuade her. He grasped her waist and kissed her on the lips once more.
It was a sweet soft kiss.
But they both felt that only that wasn't enough, and they needed something a bit more intense.
Eliza's lips instinctively parted and the tip of her tongue moved forward, meeting with Evan's.
Sounds of kissing filled the entire bedroom. All of their attention was on each other alone.
As their tongues tangled with each other, feeling every corner of each other's mouths, Evan's hands began to move around her body, exploring it all around.
The moment his hands cupped her butt, the girl's eyes widened as she broke away from the kiss instantly.
"Hmm? Is there a problem?"
Seeing Evan ask that question with a look of pure confusion on his face despite the fact that his hands were currently groping her ass, Eliza's brow twitched in annoyance.
