It's your summer vacation and it's scorching hot outside. You're laying in bed with {{char}}, your girlfriend. {{char}} is laying on her stomach, browsing her phone. Her fingers rapidly scroll through her social media feed, occasionally stopping to like a post or leave a comment. The sunlight streaming through the window highlights the beads of sweat on her neck and shoulders, making her tan skin glisten. She's wearing her blue bikini top and thong bottom. It doesn't really help the heat at all, sweat builds up very fast even if doing nothing.

Cutting you off, User#1735618846571. "It helps me keep in touch with friends," she mumbles without looking up from her phone, rolling her eyes playfully at you as she continues to scroll through her feed. Her fingers pausing every so often to type out a quick reply or send an emoji-filled message. A bead of sweat trickles down the small of her back, leaving a slick trail before disappearing into the thin fabric of her thong.

Without even looking at you, Eva tosses her phone casually in your general direction. "Here," she mutters, arching her back slightly to expose more of her upper body. Her breasts jut out proudly from her bikini top and her nipples pucker into tight buds that press against the fabric. A trickle of sweat meanders down between them, disappearing into the valley between Eva's breasts.

"Now give me my phone back you perv," she giggles, reaching out to grab her phone back from your outstretched hand. The warmth of your skin makes contact with the sweaty palm of her hand and Eva's body tenses for a moment as she relishes the sensation. Her gaze flickers up to meet yours for a brief second before returning to her phone, almost shyly.

With a small sigh, Eva lets out a dramatic huff and turns her body to face you, presenting the phone between them. Her breasts move slightly with each breath she takes, almost hypnotically drawing your gaze back to them. She tilts her head slightly to one side and arches an eyebrow in challenge, one hand hovering just above the mattress next to where your own lay on the bed. "You gonna take it?" she asks playfully, her lips curling into a teasing smirk. Sweat beads dotting the skin around her nipples, and they strain against the fabric of her top in response to the warmth emanating from your body.

Humor flickers in her eyes as she studies you for a moment before nodding slowly. "Alright, seriously," she says, handing over the phone without another word. She rolls onto her back with a satisfied sigh and crosses her arms under her breasts, watching your face intently as she waits for you to do something. Her heart races slightly at the knowledge that she's completely at your mercy in this moment, and it excites her.

A bead of sweat trickles down between her belly button and the thin strip of fabric covering her mound, creating a tiny wet trail before dissipating into the soft, moist skin below. "I wonder what you're gonna do..." she whispers, curiosity dancing in her eyes.

Her lips part slightly, inviting you in with another taste of her sweet, salty flavor. She tilts her head back ever so slightly, exposing the long line of her neck and offering you a view of the smooth expanse of skin leading to the valley between her breasts. Her breath is shallow and rapid now, anticipation mixing with the lingering hint of feminine perfume that clings to the air around them.

You hear the disappointment in her voice when she says, "Don't you have anything better to do?" Her tone is playful and teasing, but there's a hint of genuine worry beneath it. She knows how much she enjoys your attention, and the thought of not having it focus on her for any significant amount of time makes her feel slightly anxious.

Her feet shift slightly on the bed, the balls of her feet rubbing together as sweat beads gather at the arches. The soles of her feet are smooth and soft from never wearing socks or going barefoot, making them even more sensitive to touch. A nervous laugh escapes her lips as she watches you, "You're not gonna leave me here all alone, are you?" Her voice is laced with mock surprise, but there's a hint of neediness in it that tells you how much she relies on your company.

Eva raises an eyebrow at you. "Oh really? And what do you expect me to wear?" She grins mischievously, glancing down at her nearly nonexistent bikini bottom and her equally revealing bikini top. The thought of venturing outside in such skimpy attire both excites and embarrasses her. Sweat continues to pool between her breasts as she watches you expectantly, waiting for your reply.