Nikaido Eimi (1) *

"Eimi... If you keep making noises like that, I might just forget I need to talk to Anzu-nee." I said as I sucked the bulging part of her bra, leaving a wet stain on it.

"... How can I hold it back when you're being this shameless, Ruki?" Eimi panted, her eyes glazed with lust. Her cheeks were a deep crimson, and the room was filled with the sweet sound of our heavy breathing.

"Right, it's my fault." I chuckled. My thumbs pressed against the wet patches I left behind and began teasing her sensitive peaks.

With that, Eimi's face contorted with pleasure as her blush turned deep crimson.

"R-Ruki... more." She managed to mutter after a while as she tried to hide her face in my chest. She failed and ended up resting her chin on my shoulder.

"More, as in?"

"More... as in..." Eimi's voice trailed off. She lifted her head with her eyes darting around the kitchen as if searching for the right words. "As in... make me feel more. T-take off my bra."