Chapter 57

"Ben, ish!" This girl—no, she had become my woman after the hot game just now—flicked away my fingers that cupped her breasts from behind.

Of course, it didn't work. The size of them, which fit in my hand, felt smaller than Rena. Her nipples were not as big as Rena's when pinched. Funny.

"You can't?" I pressed her naked back in front of my chest. It was wet and slippery with the water from the shower. The sweat that fills my body instantly dissolves.

"You're ticklish, Ben!" Her moan is heard along with laughter.

"You really want to know about this, don't you, Res?" I focus my grip in front of her stomach, latching on to the tension that has risen again right at her backside. My fingers combed through, gathering her back hair to the front of her right shoulder blade.

"Ben!" She jerks forward, but I reattach as I tighten the grip. Resti - her name - complained, "That was it. Two more times already. It still stings."

"You really don't want to, if you're used to it, it won't sting anymore.