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Chapter 173 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What do you do?

Move on to something more.

You look to the rabbit with a smile. "Eva, I--" But you realize it's quite difficult to find the right words. Though you aren't ready at all to settle down with anyone, she's been a special girl to you in many ways. You do care a lot for her. While you're thinking, you hardly notice her scoot closer towards you. You can feel the warmth of her body near. Her legs fold up beneath the blanket--heels touching her rear. She's still completely covered, but it's still amazing to think about just how close she is to sitting completely naked beside you.

When you look to her eyes, you notice her gazing deeply back. Her hand moves around the back of your neck while the other keeps the blanket to her chest, and her head starts leaning in. Before you know it, she presses her lips against yours. You bring a hand to her cheek as you enjoy the softness of her lips. Her eyes flutter closed as you enjoy one another, and you begin hearing muffled noises of pleasure over and over again. Finally, you both begin to pull away. You feel her hot breath against your chin. Immediately after, you kiss once again, but your tongues begin to dance within each other's mouths. She pushes harder against you, and her arms wrap around your body in a tight embrace. The blanket falls to her stomach, though you can't yet see low enough.

As she slowly moves away, one of her arms shifts up to cup her breasts and hold them tight. She looks to you, not with embarrassment that she's unclothed, but with a deeper feeling that wells up within.

"You have cute pajamas," you say. Your eyes trail down her to perky bust barely being concealed.

She lets out a quiet gasp. "Kyle..."

Eva scoots closer. Her hips nearly wiggle free from her lower covering, yet it miraculous remains just enough between her legs. With her free hand, she slides her fingers up your leg, causing you to shiver. She looks down and watching intently as your cock begins to rise--pointing straight up within your pajama pants. She subtly bites her lip and moves the hand to stroke over your erection. You can feel every movement down the shaft through the thin fabric between.

She then looks back up to you. "Kyle. Please. Tell me what you desire."

What do you do?

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