Arielle's Tears

"Ronan… this is too ticklish…"

Ronan didn't listen, he grabbed Arielle's hands to wrap around his neck. He went up once more to kiss Arielle more deeply. This time he again dominated, playing his tongue, tempting Arielle's lips to open.

Arielle already knew what to do. The girl opened her lips and let Ronan play with her tongue. The girl closed her eyes, trying to concentrate on responding to the movement of the man's tongue until she didn't notice that the skirt of her dress was starting to be lifted.

Ronan got even more aroused when he saw Arielle's face, which was concentrating on his lips and his tongue. He kissed her lips tightly. Ronan didn't care where they were right now.

To bring Arielle to the bedroom would take a lot of time, and there would also be many other things that could distract Arielle. Tania could suddenly appear, or Sasha, or the five rabbits that called for Arielle's attention. Ronan would end up with a blue ball. No, thank you.