Chapter 95 Half Drunk, Half Awake
As they gradually became intoxicated, the atmosphere began to get lively.
Scarlett's alcohol tolerance was much worse than Hazel's. Although she drank less, she was more obviously drunk. Her delicate and fair cheeks were flushed, looking rosy and extremely tempting.
Meanwhile, Hazel was tearfully recounting her unhappy marriage in a drunken haze, complaining about Aaron's mistreatment of her. Her speech was already becoming somewhat incoherent.
Sweat dripped from Hazel's forehead, mixed with her tears, slid down her flawless neck, seeped into her slightly open chest, and permeated the cleavage between her breasts.
Kevin was lost in thought.
Hazel's breasts weren't large, but her skin was extremely fair. The slightly exposed breast tissue looked very firm. Kevin estimated that they were a B cup in size, which was quite substantial compared to Hazel's slender figure.
Seeing they finished a bottle of red wine, Kevin checked the time. It was already past 10 p.m. After a satisfying meal and drinks, it was time to go home.
"Scarlett, Hazel, let's go home. It's late, and you need to rest early," Kevin said considerately to them, who were somewhat drunk. He then called the waiter to settle the bill.
At this point, Kevin thought the drinking was about right.
If they were to get completely drunk, it wouldn't be as fun, and it would be hard for him to take the two women home alone. Hazel was pregnant, so Kevin was actually afraid of any accidents.
Seeing them slightly drunk, it was just right. The aftereffects of the red wine were strong, and by the time they got home, they would be quite drunk.
"Hazel, Aaron hasn't come yet. You stay with us tonight and stay at our house." Scarlett, slightly drunk, helped Hazel, who was crying, to stand up. The two of them lost their balance and fell back onto the sofa.
Kevin hurriedly stepped forward, embraced Hazel, and held her delicate body tightly in his arms. He said to Scarlett, who was swaying as she stood up, "Honey, let me do it. You be careful. I'll help her to the car."
"Kevin, you're so nice," Scarlett said, tears shining in her eyes.
Seeing Hazel in such a state, Scarlett felt very fortunate and content to have a husband like Kevin.
"Kevin, I'm so cold. Hold me tight." Hazel, feeling the warmth of Kevin's body, suddenly felt very comfortable and secure.
With her mind blank from the alcohol, Hazel had no ability to think at all. She just wanted to hold onto Kevin's warm and strong body, seeking the only warmth and reliance she could grasp.
At this moment, Hazel was at her most vulnerable, perplexed, and hollow state—a time when she most needed nurturing and affection.
Kevin's timely embrace and gentle comfort caused Hazel to develop a strong liking for him instinctively.
[Relationship with Hazel: +10 (80 intimacy)]
"Hazel, it's okay. I'm here. Hold me tight." Kevin's mouth curled up in a smug smile as he took off his coat and draped it over Hazel.
Kevin's hand was also not behaving. He tentatively moved from Hazel's waist towards her chest. His arm that was holding Hazel moved upwards, and his palm touched Hazel's side breast. Through the bra, Kevin's hand immediately felt a softness.
"Kevin, you're so good. I really envy Scarlett for having such a gentle and considerate husband. Hold me tight, okay?" Hazel lifted her head, gazing fondly at Kevin with her watery, luminous eyes, a hint of blush rising on her cheeks. Her luscious red lips, tightly pursed, exuded an allure.
They exchanged a look, and Kevin almost couldn't hold back. He wished he could kiss Hazel's lips and passionately exchange saliva with her.
She looked even more tempting than usual when she was drunk. The faint desire and seductiveness in her helpless and melancholic eyes gave Kevin an uncontrollable impulse. He couldn't help wanting to care for her, possess her, and do it with her thoroughly.
Suppressing the urge to kiss Hazel, Kevin again used his coat as a cover, stretched his hand towards Hazel's chest, and gently grasped the side of Hazel's breast. The real soft touch made Kevin's heartbeat speed up, and his breathing became somewhat rapid.
Hazel seemed to feel Kevin's hand misbehaving, but perhaps due to her drunken haze, she didn't mind. She just moaned softly and let Kevin's wandering hand gently knead her breast.
Seeing that Hazel didn't react differently, Kevin became bolder. He directly covered Hazel's entire breast with his hand. Through the thin, frameless cotton bra, Kevin began to knead and press freely.
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