Eliza's hands slowly dropped from her upper mouth, reaching towards the lower one, or rather, Evan's raging, hard, hot dick that was rubbing against it.
She timidly touched it softly, slowly circling her fingers around it, eventually wrapping her hand around it and grabbing it tightly, all while she and Evan locked gazes.
The two were lost in each other's eyes, and Evan, filled with a desire to tease Eliza a not-so-little more before proceeding to the next 'stage' of the night, moved his hands up under her arms and lifted her up.
"Hmm?"
As she blinked in confusion, Evan got up as well, turning her around to face their bed, and just when she wanted to turn her head around to look up at him, he hugged her from behind, pulling her body backwards until there was zero space in between them.
"Evan? What are you up to now?"
Her tone was a contradictory mix of anticipation hidden under a veil of exasperation, and Evan just smiled mischievously as he rested his chin on her shoulder.
