"Ah..."
Unable to help herself, Olivia Brown moaned out loud.
Ethan chuckled, whispering, "I know...you enjoy this very much..."
His hand moved downwards, brushing across the silky skin of Olivia's belly.
His fingertips seemed to carry some kind of magic, making Olivia ultra-sensitive to his touch.
Ethan's hand glided lower on Olivia Brown's flat abdomen, finally stopping at her flower bud.
Olivia was extremely tense.
Bending over, Ethan leaned closer to Olivia, his warm breath brushed against her cheek.
"Do you want more, hmm?"
"I don't want..." Olivia turned her head slightly, murmuring incoherently.
"I'll make it feel good for you, trust me."
Ethan continued to coax her while his tongue teased her neck.
The tantalizing stimulation made Olivia tense all over.
"Good girl, turn around and spread your legs."
Ethan's voice was like a devil's whisper. Despite her internal struggle, Olivia slowly turned around, bending over in front of him.
