Eva's POV
Were alone now, no eye witnesses, no fans. But I can't bring myself to let go and succumb to his kisses.
My lips remain shut, despite the heady feeling Aaron's lips give me.
I want to wrap my arms around his neck and give in. He continues to play with my n*****s, squeezing gently with his fingers but I'm holding myself back.
"Come on, Eva," he whispers against my lips.
"Just let go."
I want to speak, to protest. But if my mouth opens, Aaron would take advantage. And I'll be trapped.
My body is already hot. My center, pumping juices that coats my panties as Aaron grinds his metal erection against my core.
My legs fight me as they writhe beneath him.
They want to wrap themselves around his waist.
"Eva, Eva, Eva..." Aaron whispers my name like a chant
