I was genuinely surprised by her sudden boldness. This was the same woman who had been crying and panicking just minutes ago, yet here she was, taking the initiative so confidently.
Diana noticed my stunned expression and showed a smug, satisfied smile. "Hmph… you little guy. Do you think you can tease me like that and get away with it? I can tease you back too, you know."
I grinned, unable to resist pushing her a little further. "Little guy…? How do you know I'm little? Why can't I be big…?"
The moment the words left my mouth, Diana's face turned bright red. Her mind clearly flashed back to the night before — the way my hard cock had poked firmly against her soft thigh when I turned over in bed. She remembered the heat, the size, the unmistakable pressure… and the memory made her blush even harder.
"You… you shameless boy!" she scolded, though her voice was more flustered than angry. She lightly smacked my arm again, but there was no real force behind it.
