Chapter 208 Making out in a shower (R-18)
With Kevin's hand casually resting on Viana's soft butt and her breast squished against his chest, he took a closer look at her pretty face. Her big, sharp, golden eyes, along with her small nose and perfectly shaped lips that could form a heart when puckered, made her unique. A cute beauty mark adorned her slightly pointy chin, adding to her distinct charm.
As he checked out each of her features — from the rosy tint on her cheeks caused by the heat to the golden lashes that framed her eyes in the midst of her radiant hair — he couldn't help but think she looked pretty damn good.
Feeling his hands on her butt and recalling his earlier question about a round two, Viana shot back, "do you see me as some kind of slut?"
Much to her surprise, Kevin nodded with a smirk, prompting her to scoff. "And why do you think that?"
Kevin's hands shifted from her butt to her thighs. Leaning down a bit, he spread them a bit, effortlessly picking her up. In response, Viana quickly wrapped her arms and spread legs around him to avoid falling.
With a smirk, Kevin settled on the bed with her comfortably in his lap. "Why wouldn't I? You were ready to jump into bed with just a touch of my penis. I've heard that even catching a glimpse of one is enough for you to go for it. What kind of woman does that if not a bit on the slutty side?"
Viana blushed a bit. Despite her rep as someone who enjoys a good time, no guy had straight-up called her a slut to her face, not even during the sex when people tend to insult each other in name of dirty talk. Guess being a powerhouse in Demitia household had its perks.
But here was Kevin, dropping truth bombs while they chilled, naked and all. He didn't seem bothered, like he wasn't worried she'd just bail and leave him hanging, literally. But dude had enough women, and Viana figured that from his talk and, well, bedroom skills.
She shook her head, not wanting to dwell on it, and said, "I'm not in the mood for any more sex right now."
Kevin let out a sigh, his hands still giving Viana's soft butt some attention. "I was hoping for another round of smacking this butt, but oh well. How about we hit the shower and head out?" he suggested with a smirk.
If he couldn't get another round, he figured making her comfortable with him was a decent alternative. And what better way to do that than a casual shower together?
Viana didn't see any issue with it. Despite not doing this with other guys in a while, she nodded and replied, "Sure, we can do that."
Kevin grinned and stood up. "Alright then, let's get going."
Viana blushed, hiding her red face with her hands on her shoulders. "Um, could you, you know, put me down first?" she requested.
Being carried by a guy way younger than her was messing with her usual cool. Kevin seemed like he was in his early twenties, and here she was, inching towards a century. Despite her cultivation technique keeping her appearance youthful, in her heart, she considered herself old. Having sex with younger individuals like Kevin made her feel less old.
Hooking up with someone so much younger usually didn't faze her, but being hoisted up by him had triggered an unexpected blush. In just three hours, Kevin managed to make her beg, squirt, and now feel awkward about getting a lift.
Kevin didn't immediately put Viana down, despite being just a few steps away from the open shower. The room was compact, and the shower, though open, had controls set to prevent water from splashing everywhere. He noticed Viana's embarrassment and couldn't resist playfully teasing her about it. Her attempt to hide her face reminded him of Keith, who would often adopt a similar tough exterior.
As they entered the shower area, her legs still wrapped around his waist, Kevin initiated a small talk. "Why the embarrassment about being carried?" he asked, enjoying her subtle attempts to conceal her blush.
With the shower turned on, instead of letting her down, Kevin tightened his grip on her hips, gently pressing her against the wall. Observing her slightly confused expression, he couldn't resist the playful banter. "You know, you're not the only one who puts on a tough act. Keith does the same thing."
"don't bring her up." Viana remarked with a hint of anger, her tone suggesting a protective stance given Keith's status as her granddaughter.
Kevin didn't said anything and entering the washroom and pressing her back against the wall turning the shower on he sealed her lips with his.
"I thought we were just here for a shower," she said, a hint of amusement playing on her face as their lips parted. Kevin's hands remained under her, supporting her, while her legs were still wrapped around him.
"We are," Kevin replied, motioning towards the shower that was now cascading warm water over them. She chuckled and teased, "Is this your usual kind of shower?"
Kevin nodded, leaning in towards her ear, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Mostly."
Feeling his lips against her ear, she instinctively clenched her hands on his shoulders. "But this shower is not really getting us clean of anything." she teased.
"So you are saying I am not clean, I smell bad?" Kevin asked, pulling back with a curious expression.
Viana smiled and shook her head, "No."
"Well, then, it's a unique way to shower. You should try it too, but only with me," Kevin suggested, diving in for another kiss.
Kevin, with a mischievous glint in his eye, traced a path along Viana's neck with feather-light kisses. Her responsive sighs and subtle moans only fueled his desire.
They continued their playful exploration in the shower, their bodies entwined as hands and tongues danced in a sensual rhythm. Kevin found himself captivated by the experience of kissing Viana; her skilled tongue presented an enticing challenge that he eagerly embraced. The warm water served as a backdrop to their saliva exchange, each touch and caress amplifying the connection between them.
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