Chapter 103: Are You Excited?

Jason's emotions were extremely conflicted.

One moment, he was picturing Zoe and Ethan kissing passionately, and the next, he was recalling the things Charles had said to him.

Wasn't Zoe a good woman? He felt a bit resentful towards Ethan today.

"Are you really my brother? How dare you kiss my girlfriend with such enthusiasm!"

Then he blamed himself a little. This was karma, wasn't it? Playing such ambiguous games was inherently wrong. Who told you to try to take advantage of Zoe, and then let her catch you? She must have been angry and deliberately kissed Ethan to provoke him.

But... Charles wasn't lying either. His mind was a mess, but he couldn't bear to break up with Zoe.

After using the restroom, he suddenly remembered the recording and broke out in a cold sweat.

Just as he was about to retrieve the recorder, Zoe returned. She was holding a plastic bag with some snacks and drinks, probably bought when she went downstairs.

Jason felt inexplicably flustered, stopped in his tracks, and forced a smile. "You... you're back."

Zoe nodded. She was also feeling a bit guilty and tried to act casual. "You're not asleep yet?"

She thought to herself, she had been so caught up in having fun with Ethan that she had forgotten about Jason.

Damn it, I hope Jason didn't mess things up while I was having fun over there.

Should I give him a little treat? After thinking it over, she figured this might be the only way to salvage the situation. Zoe sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV, which was playing a show.

Seeing her sit down, Jason followed suit and glanced at the camera, relieved to find nothing seemed amiss. He calmed down a bit and asked, "Aren't you tired?"

"I'm fine," Zoe said, sitting sideways with her legs curled up beside her. Her delicate upper body leaned slightly towards Jason, and her small hand rested on his leg. Jason hadn't put on his pants yet. Zoe lowered her voice and asked, "Did you have fun today on your birthday?"

Jason replied perfunctorily, "It was okay."

Zoe noticed his insincerity and softly hummed. Her fair fingers gently slid along Jason's inner thigh. "Then why did you suggest playing that game? Did you and Ethan plan to target me together?"

Jason feared Zoe would ask this. Although Zoe wasn't a good girl, he had bad intentions too. Her small hand made him so flustered that he couldn't even focus on making up an excuse. Zoe didn't really need an answer to this question. Seeing him silent, she asked again, "How did you feel when you saw me kissing Ethan just now? Were you angry?"

Jason's heart was hit, but he still felt guilty and replied softly, "Yes, I was angry."

Zoe's arm was already touching Jason's arm. She pressed on, "Really angry?"

Jason nodded. Zoe suddenly raised her hand and grabbed his hard member through his underwear, then said with a half-smile, "Is this how angry you are?"

Jason's face turned red instantly, partly because of his own reaction and partly because Zoe's position was side-sitting next to him.

At this moment, she leaned forward slightly, her collar drooping, revealing a large expanse of fair skin on her chest. Her breasts, like inverted porcelain bowls, were faintly visible, even the bright red nipples. His eyes almost popped out, and he couldn't help but think how comfortable and soft it would be to touch them.

He couldn't speak, but Zoe acted as if she didn't notice his gaze. She pulled down his underwear a bit, pointed at his glans with her fair fingers, spread the liquid seeping from the urethra, then tightly held the shaft and started stroking. "Does it feel good?"

Jason's breathing became heavy. His eyes couldn't get enough of the sight, alternating between Zoe's exposed chest and her delicate profile. He had no time to reply.

"If you don't speak, I won't help you anymore," Zoe said deliberately.

Jason quickly responded, "It feels good..."

"That's more like it." Zoe moved her body closer to him and suddenly looked up, catching his peeping eyes. She smiled charmingly, "Does it look good?"

Jason swallowed and, seeing she wasn't angry, boldly said, "Yes... it looks good."

"Then..." Zoe lightly bit her red lip, her eyes sparkling as she leaned forward a bit more, her collar wide open, her fair breasts fully exposed to Jason's view. "Do you want to touch them?"

Jason almost doubted his ears. Seeing Zoe's seductive appearance, he realized it wasn't an illusion. All his dissatisfaction with the game earlier vanished, and he nodded frantically, eager to try.

Zoe originally planned to give him a little treat and be done with it, but every step went almost as she expected, making her a bit excited. "Answer my question honestly, and I'll let you take advantage of me once..."

Jason thought, she must have planned this long ago, getting intimate with me on my birthday as a real gift. Then he heard Zoe ask, "Honestly, when I kissed Ethan just now, besides being angry, did you feel anything else?"

Anything else? Jason panted heavily, "I... I felt a bit jealous..."

Zoe's beautiful eyes stared at him, and she gently exhaled, "What else? For example, did you feel excited?"

Excited? Jason was shocked, "I didn't..."

Zoe immediately became unhappy and stopped her hand movements. "If you're not honest, forget it. I'm already sacrificing so much, and you still won't tell the truth. Then I won't help you."

At this point, Jason was already overwhelmed with lust. When Zoe stopped, he felt like a hundred claws were scratching his heart. He instinctively said, "No, no, no, I'll be honest..."

Zoe smiled charmingly again, bit her lip, and looked forward to his answer. "When I kissed Ethan just now, did you feel particularly thrilled? Tell the truth, and I'll let you touch them..."

Jason stared straight at her slightly swaying breasts inside her clothes. He had no rationality left. "I... I did feel quite thrilled..."

"Did you get hard right away?" Zoe was extremely excited. Could it be that Jason really had some kind of cuckold fetish? She had never seen such a person in real life.

Jason couldn't resist anymore. He reached under Zoe's clothes from the hem and grabbed her full, soft breast. The tender touch made him feel like his soul was floating. He never imagined he would touch Zoe's chest. Before this moment, he hadn't even thought about it!

Seeing the photos Charles had sent him, he knew Zoe had a great figure, with a perfect S-curve. But actually touching it was still breathtaking. The softness and elasticity were beyond his wildest dreams.

Zoe wasn't angry, which made him bolder. He pinched her already erect pink nipple and gently rubbed it, hearing Zoe's faint moans in his ear, almost making him climax.