I groaned, my head falling forward slightly as I closed my eyes, my voice a low murmur. "You have no idea how hard that is right now, Oka-san…"
She giggled, the sound light and musical, and it was the most erotic thing I'd ever heard. The way her laughter wrapped around me, the way her breath hitched when I opened my eyes and locked onto her gaze—it was maddening. She knew she had me at her mercy, and she was loving every second of it.
Kasumi took a step back, her fingers finally brushing against my chest as she patted me lightly, as if she were trying to soothe a child.
But the contact only made the ache worse, the warmth of her hand seeping through my shirt, branding me. "There, there…" she said, her voice teasing, her eyes twinkling. "Just think of something else…"
I let out a sharp, disbelieving laugh. "Something else?" I repeated, my voice thick with amusement. "Like what, Oka-san? The weather?"
