So burning

Ariadne, while tenderly caressing him, thought that she wanted a child from him, that she would not be afraid to have him and raise him even if she was alone, and that she would be able to explain to him the mad and infinite love she had felt and would always feel for his father. It was probably only for a few moments, only a tiny part in the life and so deep and wonderful of this man, but she would not regret anything. Probably those moments, the best moments of her life would only last a few months, or worse, only a few weeks, she would not regret anything. Even if she had to do it all over again, she would make the same choices. She would have given herself to Venezio completely, irretrievably.

- Everything's fine," he ends up asking as he looks at her while sucking on a dewy tip.

- Yes, he says, moaning and arousing himself with pleasure. 

- Then, ready for the next lesson, he asked that it was only for the form. For ready or not, he was going to take her.