This is an outdoor bathtub. Doesn't he think it's a bit inappropriate to do it here, even though the inside can't be seen from outside...?
Moreover, didn't he just say he wouldn't do anything to me?
He seemed to have noticed her thoughts, and he lifted her chin: "I said I wouldn't do anything to you, but you can do something to me."
Eva Nightingale's eyes were misty with moisture: "What can I do to you?" Did he force himself on her the first time? If that's the case, should she force herself back?
The man's lips curved up: "For example, be on top of me."
Eva Nightingale: "I can't—"
"I can teach you." When it comes to this, men are all self-taught, and he's quite adept at teasing.
"Kiss me first." The man commanded.
Eva Nightingale leaned in for the kiss, for the second time, taking the initiative to kiss his thin lips, though she was not good at it, biting and nipping at him.
