Ronan did whatever he wanted. Slowly, he began to lift Arielle's dress and placed deep and wet kisses on the inside of the girl's thighs. His eyes glanced at her blushing face. When his kiss turned into a bite, he could hear her breath start turning into soft grunts.
Arielle covered her mouth with both hands while holding back the moans she was about to let out. She was afraid to make a sound because the room wasn't soundproofed. She could still hear Sasha's and Lucas' laughs from outside her room.
"Ronan ... ah ... stop," said Arielle quietly with wide-opened eyes.
Ronan turned a deaf ear to the girl's request. He pulled her body to sit on the end of the chair instead. He lifted her legs to rest on his shoulders so he could explore her more deeply.
