Horace's eyes clouded over as his hands begin to move more urgently. Unable to contain himself any longer, he suddenly pulled her into a crushing embrace.
"I can't think straight anymore," he murmured. "The more I have you, the more I crave you."
He guided Ariel's legs apart and lowered himself between them. Startled, Ariel shifted beneath him, instinctively twisting as her fingers tightened around the sheets.
But her effort to escaped was futile. Horace put his mouth on her without a moment of hesitation.
"Ah.."
A cry escaped her throat, and she was torn between a desire to overwhelmed.
She instinctively squeezed Horace head with her thighs. He seized her ankles to hold her legs open and continued to caress her with his tongue, the obscene act leaving Ariel gasping for air. She writhed and bit down on the sheets.
