She can wait *
Arriving at the precipice of falling off the restraint we put on ourselves, the two of us paused once again. However, I let my hand return to Arisa’s navel. Then, I pressed my fingers around it to feel her up, resulting in the girl wincing from the tickling sensation.
In response to that, Arisa huffily glared at me before her hands grabbed me by my collar. A while later, a few buttons on my uniform got undone followed by the girl pulling one part of it to the side, revealing my left shoulder.
It lacked the usual hickey that I carried but that’s not a problem for Arisa. She’s about to leave behind her mark on it, after all.
“Are we quits?” I asked as soon as she finished leaving her kiss mark on it. There’s even a string of her saliva that had yet to be cut which made her expression more erotic than normal.
“No. Your hand is still so naughty. When will you stop tickling me?”