I raised both hands and cupped Maya's face, thumbs brushing away the tear tracks on her cheeks. Before she could say another word, I leaned in and kissed her hard. My lips claimed hers with firm pressure, sucking on her lower lip before coaxing her mouth open.
The moment her lips parted, I pushed my tongue inside, tasting her, deepening the kiss until she had no choice but to respond. I kept at it until her breathing turned ragged and uneven against my mouth.
Only when she was clearly breathless did I finally pull back. A thin, glistening thread of saliva still connected our lips for a second before it broke.
Maya stared up at me, eyes glassy, cheeks burning a deep red. She glared at me even as she struggled to catch her breath.
"You...!"
I kept my hands on her face, voice low and deliberately teasing.
"I don't understand… whether my Aunt Maya loves me or hates me…"
