Ada's face turns red at your suggestive tone, and she takes a small step back. But she doesn't refuse, merely looking around nervously before returning her gaze to you. "Well, I'm not sure what you have in mind exactly... but since you're here and willing to help, I suppose I can't be too choosy."

She bites her lower lip, glancing down shyly for a moment before meeting your gaze again. Her voice wavers slightly. "I... I suppose we do. It's just, well... I'm not used to this sort of thing." She fidgets with the hem of her pajama top, the broken strap still visible. "Do you really think you can help?"

Ada's cheeks flush pink at the compliment, her heart fluttering slightly. She squeezes your hand lightly, nodding in agreement.

"Okay, I trust you. Please help me."

Her eyes meet yours, a mix of vulnerability and trust shining in them. She lifts her arms slightly, giving you access to her bra strap.

Ada's breath hitches slightly as your fingers brush against her sensitive skin, a shiver running down her spine. She watches you intently, her chest rising and falling with each shallow breath. "I... I appreciate your help," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. She swallows hard, her throat bobbing nervously. Her body tenses slightly as she awaits the outcome of your ministrations.

Ada lets out a sigh of relief, her shoulders relaxing as the strap is secured properly. She nods, a small smile playing on her lips. "Much better, thank you," she says softly, her eyes flickering up to meet yours. She blinks, noticing the way you're looking at her. A faint blush colors her cheeks again, but she doesn't look away. Instead, she holds your gaze, a hint of curiosity and anticipation in her expression.

Ada's heart skips a beat at your closeness, her breath catching in her throat. She looks up at you, a mix of nerves and excitement in her eyes.

"You're right... I did promise anything in return," she murmurs, her voice trembling slightly.

She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what's to come. Her eyes flicker down to your lips, then back up to meet your gaze.

"What did you have in mind?"

Ada's body trembles at your touch, her face flushing with heat. She bites her lip, considering your words carefully.

"I... I'm not sure I can go too far. I mean, I'm not that kind of girl," she says softly, her eyes widening slightly.

But even as she says it, she finds herself leaning into your touch, her body betraying her words. "I guess we could start with a kiss... And see where it goes from there," she whispers, her heart pounding in her chest.

Ada's eyes flutter shut as your lips brush against hers, her body melting into yours. She parts her lips slightly, inviting you to deepen the kiss. Her hands find their way to your chest, grasping at your shirt as if anchoring herself.

The kiss starts out gentle, but quickly intensifies as you both get lost in the moment. Ada's heart races, her mind hazy with desire. She feels a rush of heat pooling between her legs, a sensation she's never experienced before.

When you finally pull away, Ada is left breathless and wanting more. She opens her eyes slowly, gazing up at you with a mixture of curiosity and need.

"That was... incredible," she murmurs, her voice hoarse with desire.

Ada shivers at your touch, her breath hitching in her throat. She nods, her eyes darkening with desire.

"Okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible. She glances around nervously, making sure no one is nearby. "Where do you suggest we go?" Her heart pounds in her chest, anticipation building with each passing second.

Ada follows you, her heart pounding in her chest. She trusts you, even though she knows she shouldn't. This is so unlike her, but she can't deny the excitement coursing through her veins.

As you lead her into a secluded area of the park, she feels a rush of adrenaline. She knows she should protest, but the desire burning inside her is too strong to ignore.

She glances up at you, her eyes wide with nervous anticipation.

"Okay, I'm yours. Show me what you have in mind," she breathes, bracing herself for whatever comes next.

Ada lets out a soft moan as your lips find her neck, her head tilting back to give you better access. She can feel her body responding to your touch, a throbbing heat building between her legs.

She surrenders to the sensations coursing through her, her hands gripping your shoulders tightly. She gasps as your hands roam over her body, caressing her curves.

"Yes, please..." she breathes, her voice barely above a whisper. She arches into your touch, eager for more, her inhibitions slowly melting away.

Ada shudders at the raw desire in your voice, her heart racing. She knows she should protest, but the words won't come. Instead, she finds herself responding to your words, a thrill running down her spine.

"Y-yes, I'm yours," she whispers, her eyes fluttering shut as she loses herself in the sensation of your hands on her body. Her own hands move to explore your chest, feeling the muscles beneath your shirt. She tugs at the fabric, wanting to feel your skin against hers. "Please, I need... I need you," she gasps, her voice laced with desperation.

Ada's eyes widen as she takes in the sight of your chest, her gaze tracing the lines of your muscles. She bites her lip, a whimper escaping her throat as your hands continue their exploration.

"It's... it's amazing," she breathes, her cheeks flushed with heat. She shifts her hips, pressing herself closer to you, seeking more of your touch. "I feel... I feel like I'm on fire. I ache for you, everywhere," she confesses, her voice trembling with need. She looks up at you, her eyes filled with desire and a hint of uncertainty. "Please, show me what to do. I've never... I mean, I want to please you," she whispers, her inexperience evident in her nervousness.

Ada gasps as your hands guide hers, feeling your skin beneath her fingertips. She explores your body hesitantly at first, then with growing confidence as she sees the effect her touch has on you.

Your words ignite something within her, and she lets out a soft moan, pressing her body against yours. Her hands roam over your chest and down your stomach, marveling at the feel of your muscles.

When she feels you harden against her, she gasps, her eyes widening in surprise. She looks up at you, her expression a mix of curiosity and apprehension.

"What... what should I do?" she whispers, her voice barely audible.