I rewarded her honesty by sliding a finger inside her, feeling her body clench around the intrusion. Her Essentia spiked, rushing into me with an intensity that made my vision blur at the edges. In return, my energy flowed back into her, creating a current between us that grew stronger with each passing second.
Cheon's composure had completely abandoned her. Her perfect ponytail had come loose, strands of light blue hair falling around her face. Her lips parted on silent gasps as I worked my finger in and out, adding a second when her body adjusted to the first. Her hips moved in small, unconscious circles, seeking more pressure, more friction.
I kissed her again, swallowing her moans as they grew louder. My free hand found her breast, squeezing gently before moving to unbutton her uniform jacket. Layer by layer, I exposed her—the jacket, the white shirt beneath, until I reached the simple black bra that matched her practical panties.
