Divine Artifact in a Scientific World-Chapter 129: Couch Time (3)

Rina stepped back warily as the giant booby monster sashayed past. She’d seen Jack fondling Miranda’s tits and kind of wanted to do it herself.

Not because she felt any desire towards Miranda, but because she was just curious about how they felt. She’d calculated how much they weighed, but wanted to feel it for herself.

Annoyingly, she felt a little jealous of the way Jack looked at Miranda and Madison. Until recently, she’d had no interest in physical intimacy, finding even physical contact uncomfortable.

Then she’d met Jack, and for reasons she didn’t fully understand, she was comfortable being near him, touching him, being touched by him. Unlike with anyone else, when she sat in his lap, she didn’t feel overwhelmed like she did with anyone else.

She thought it had something to do with the soul bond and her ability to sense his emotions through it. But no matter how she analyzed it, sensing his emotions didn’t seem to be enough to explain her inexplicable comfort with physical contact where he was concerned.

And now she was feeling like maybe she wanted more. Thus the jealousy.

When she’d first soul bonded with him, she hadn’t paid much attention to his emotions. So she didn’t know if he had initially looked at her with desire.

And now that she was paying attention, all she could sense was a warmth, like what she thought a bother might feel towards a sister. And for reasons she didn’t fully understand, she wanted more. She wanted him to look at her the way he looked at Madison and Miranda.

She was thinking about asking him to kiss her, just to see if it felt different from that one awkward, gross time she’d let Ravi kiss her. Maybe with Jack it would be different.

"Rina?" he called to her while she stood against the wall, just outside the door.

She turned and entered. As she walked towards him, he shifted to the center of the couch.

Usually, she would sit sideways on his left leg and he would hug her with his left arm, then they’d talk for a while and she’d leave.

But she’d been peeking when Madison and he were together and saw the way he looked at her while she straddled his lap.

She wanted him to look at her the same way, so she decided to try straddling his lap, just like Madison.

She put her right knee on the couch between his legs, grabbed his shoulders for balance, put her left knee on the couch beside him, shifted and put her right knee on the couch on his other side, put her hands under his arms shoved her hands up against his shoulder blades, the pulled herself close.

As she did, she felt a little shiver run down her spine as her breasts and stomach, and other parts of her, all pressed against his firm warmth.

"Well, this is new," he said.

She didn’t really understand his tone, but through their connection, she could tell that he was a little surprised. And more importantly, he was pleased!

Sitting in his lap like that, the entire front of her was touching him. From collarbones to crotch, she could feel his warmth. She leaned in and pressed her face against his neck. She liked the way he smelled.

"Um, is everything alright?" he asked.

She nodded.

He reached his arms around her and hugged her gently. She’d never actually hugged him before, and the feeling of him wrapping both arms around her made her feel...like all her worries and fears and her perpetual awareness of everything round her started fading away. She wanted him to squeeze harder!

"Harder?" she asked, hugging him tighter.

As his arms tightened around her, her anxiety faded. She wanted him to squeeze harder!

"Harder!" she said.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

She nodded into his neck. "As hard as you can."

"Okay," he said. She thought he sounded dubious.

He steadily increased the pressure, and as he did, the constant clamor of worries died down.

Soon he was squeezing so hard she could barely breathe. Her world narrowed to just him, his arms and body pressing into her from all sides, enveloping her.

And it felt wonderful! She didn’t want it to ever end.

He must have noticed through their connection how much she liked it, because he didn’t relent and kept squeezing until his arms started trembling with the sustained effort. But all good things must come to an end and so too did his wonderful enveloping hug.

His arms relaxed but still held her tightly, and to her pleasure, her anxiety remained silent.

"I’m surprised you like being squeezed so tight."

With her anxiety quiet, her earlier thought about trying to kiss him popped up, and without thinking, she asked, "Kiss me?"

As she asked, she leaned back. The sudden loss of his warmth that had been radiating into her chest and stomach almost made her regret it. Then she looked up at him, closed her eyes, and puckered her lips.

She heard and felt him chuckle, then say, "Just relax your lips."

Then his arms pulled away from her, and she was about to complain when she felt his hands press against either side of her face, enveloping it. His palms touching her jaw, his finger tips tickling her hairline, his thumbs touching her cheekbones. And oh, that felt nice!

She relaxed her lips, letting them part slightly, and a moment later, she felt his lips touch hers, pressing together and gently grabbing her lower lip. It was nothing like she’d experienced before, and the feeling of his lips touching hers sent a tingle through her body.

His lips released her lower lip and gently grabbed her upper lip, pulling on it lightly. It felt nice, but she liked it better when he did it to her lower lip.

After nibbling her upper lip, he returned to her lower lip. Then back to her upper lip. As he went back and forth, their lips became coated in saliva, and instead of it being gross and disgusting like her first kiss, this felt different, better.

The feeling of their lips sliding across each other sent more tingles through her body.

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