The both of them were too impatient to wait and Marcel was surprised when Arianna spun him around, pushing him into the wall instead before the wet heat of her mouth was upon him. She tugged at his shirt, greedily slipping her hand beneath and moaning at the feel of his strong, gorgeous, lean muscles tensing beneath.
To be honest, Marcel found it hotter when Arianna took the approach to seduce him and that was evidenced by his cock throbbing in his pants. She was the finest thing that he had ever tasted, like a burst of sunshine on his tongue that dueled with hers.
But then he found himself always wanting to be in control, to want to please her. He turned her into the wall this time, pushing her closer so their bodies were plastered together.
The passion ignited and their kiss became urgent, wetter, and hotter. Arianna was breathing deeper and faster through the kiss, her head reeling with all the sensation.
