Arielle stood restlessly. She gripped her own hands tightly. Seeing Ronan who seemed to be enjoying himself a lot earlier made Arielle also aroused. She was throbbing hard down there. She wanted Ronan because only the man could relieve the discomfort.
Arielle leaned closer again and swallowed her embarrassment. Ronan had told him so many times that if she wanted it, she just had to ask him without needing to be shy. Ronan turned back to Arielle who was now hugging his head. His cheek rubbed against the girl's nipples.
Arielle bent down to whisper something, and it made Ronan finally lose his control.
"Ronan, fuck me," the girl whispered, making his penis instantly hard again.
It didn't take long for Ronan to understand it, and he hugged Arielle's hips to reverse their position. The girl was now under him again. Ronan forgot everything around him. At that time, it was just him, Arielle, and the bed.
