Soft moans escaped Eva's lips as Ethan massaged her stomach and legs. Ethan tried his hardest to silence the tempting mew-like sounds from his mind and focus on giving her a massage. His throat grew dry as his fingers explored her soft waist, and he continued massaging her.
Eva's brow furrowed, wondering why his hands had moved lower; wasn't he massaging her stomach? "Umm…Ethan, my stomach~'' Her voice drawled as she tried to speak, causing Ethan's hands to tighten for a split second.
Eva felt his heated gaze on her, and an alarm bell rang through her mind. She quickly held his hand in place and muttered, her face flushed. "Remember, I'm on my period. You… can't," she finished weakly, unable to meet his scorching gaze.
"I know, just relax, I'm not going to do anything… but once your period is over…" His husky voice sent a shiver through Eva. Her body trembled slightly from his deep gaze, and she wondered if she would survive after he was done with her.
