Aiko's small hands clutched the front of Nash's black hoodie so tightly that her hands were trembling due to her own pressure.
Her body pressed fully against his tall, muscular frame. She barely reached his chest, so she had to tilt her head way up to look at him. Her red twintails brushed against her shoulders with every shaky breath.
She wanted him. Right here. Right now. Her voice came out soft and trembling.
"Nash…" she whispered, her fingers twisting harder into his hoodie.
Nash's large hands rested firmly on her slim waist. His thumbs moved slowly across the bare skin where her short top had ridden up. He looked down at her, for a moment he staying silent, then he let out a low breath.
"Aiko… wait a bit," he said gently. "Let's not do it here."
Aiko's eyes widened. She shook her head quickly, her red twintails bouncing.
