After repeatedly retreating, Eliza's back finally met the wall. Evan stood in front of her, blocking her escape, and pressed his arms against her sides to prevent her from slipping away sideways.
Eliza felt like her heart was going to burst. Though it wasn't her first time in his arms, the situation and her appearance were so embarrassing that she couldn't look him straight in the eye.
'Maybe I should have just let him take me on the bed…'
Such a thought crossed her mind and Evan instantly saw through it, the edges of his lips curling upwards at this.
'I wonder why she tries when she already has me going crazy…'
Evan mused as he lowered his head, tilting it slightly to the side and giving her a gentle kiss. He then brought his lips to hers again for another soft kiss. After that, he kissed her for a bit longer. Finally, he sucked on her lower lip and ran his tongue over her lips.