Sweet Surrender *

Soon, the room became heated and our kisses grew past intimate as they melded with our desire for each other.

Eimi's hand started to roam again but this time, she was more hurried in her actions as if she was running on a clock. She grabbed the bottom of my shirt, pulling it up to expose my abs. Her half-lidded eyes sparkled with mischief as she touched it, "Ruki... I want more of you."

She was probably fighting her drowsiness to keep her desires at bay. I knew that if I just stayed still, she might pass out before we could even get to the good part. That’s why I decided to indulge in this rare, tipsy Eimi a bit more. To satisfy her without crossing any lines she might want to cross when she was sober. That would also retain its special meaning for both of us.