At the moment Yumi Stewart opened her eyes and met his gaze, he stopped his actions and surprisingly lowered his head to kiss her lips.
The exchange was surprisingly gentle.
So gentle that Yumi's body gradually softened, spreading out to accept him.
"Do you like it?"
Finally, he leaned close to her ear, suppressing his rough voice to ask.
Yumi kept her eyes closed, her lashes trembled slightly, and she didn't respond.
"Liking it is enough."
The romance within Yumi's heart dissipated entirely.
She now finally understood why, even though she had asked the question first, he had turned around to ask her.
"Do you like it?"
"Liking it is enough."
It was equivalent to asking, "Did you enjoy it?"
Enjoying it is enough.
After all, both their bodies found satisfaction without any loss, so why not enjoy it?
Why bother calculating so much?
Isn't it true that not everything has a reason or purpose?
Perhaps Jackson Russo is the only one who sees everything most clearly.
