Chapter 138
Zoey, with tears in her eyes and a pale face, was clearly frightened. She instinctively shook her head and said, "Kevin, thank you."
"As long as you’re okay," Kevin looked her over, seeing that her school uniform was intact. He guessed the hooligans hadn’t dared to do anything more than talk dirty.
"Let’s go. I’ll walk you home." Zoey Jackson nodded and took a few steps with Kevin before stopping and bursting into tears. She had twisted her ankle during the struggle so she couldn’t walk.
"What should we do? I don’t have a bike to carry you." Kevin appeared troubled as he looked around but found no one else. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "How about I carry you on my back?" Kevin wasn’t trying to take advantage of Zoey, he just wanted to get her home quickly. Who knew if those hooligans would come back? Kevin didn’t fear them but didn’t want unnecessary complications.
Zoey blushed, looking at Kevin with some embarrassment before shyly nodding.
Kevin squatted down to let Zoey climb onto his back. He strode forward, her hands gripping his shoulders while he held her legs.
Though Zoey was tall, she was slender, which made her light to carry. Kevin thought that if one day Camila ever asked him to carry her on his back, he might not be able to manage. Her large buttocks and full breasts added several pounds to her, but what man would refuse such a favor? It would be too easy to take advantage of her in that situation.
Kevin was unavoidably taking advantage now. Although he had no intention, his hands holding her legs through her school uniform couldn’t help but slide upwards due to her slippery legs. So he had no choice but to support her buttocks.
Zoey’s buttocks, though not as fleshy as Camila’s, were soft and had their charm. Kevin worried she might misunderstand him, so he coughed and said, "Hold on tighter, or you’ll keep slipping."
Zoey murmured in agreement, her face flushed with nervousness. This was her first time to be so close to a boy. Lying on Kevin’s back, she didn’t dare lean fully against him, knowing her breasts would press against him. She tried to keep her body up, holding onto Kevin’s collar for balance.
But this put her full weight on Kevin’s hands and made her slip. When Kevin’s hand touched her buttocks, Zoey’s breath almost stopped. For a girl, the buttocks were as sensitive as the breasts. Allowing a boy to touch her buttocks was almost as intimate as letting him touch her breasts. Zoey felt Kevin’s hands on her buttocks like two hot pans, heating her from between her legs to her entire body, making her feel weak. She thought, ’Oh my God, how did this happen?’ She instinctively wriggled, but this only caused her buttocks to fall more firmly into Kevin’s grasp. If a man was watching them, he might find Zoey was willingly offering her buttocks to Kevin’s hands.
Hearing Kevin’s words, Zoey’s face flushed. She didn’t want him to think she was an easy girl, so she quickly grabbed onto his collar with all her strength. However, as a girl, she was not strong enough, and her awkward position made it hard to hold on tightly. Despite Kevin’s efforts to push her up, Zoey kept sliding down, causing her buttocks to come into intimate contact with Kevin’s hands continually.