Chapter 32

Charlotte's POV
I could feel Ronald naturally wrap his lips around mine and start sucking roughly. one of Ronald's hands slowly slid into my back and touched down like a ghost.
　 Although Ronald's lips were cold, Ronald's palm was hot. Every inch of my skin that his hands swept over sent shivers down my spine.
I tried desperately to hide my panic, so I looked up and gathered the courage to look him in the eyes.
　　It turned out that Ronald he was looking at me at the same time, and our eyes seemed to erase the ambiguous sparks. His eyes revealed a suppressed desire, and I noticed Ronald's throat knot was swallowing up and down.
An odd thought suddenly appeared in my mind. I wanted to put my lips around Ronald's throat knot and tease it with the tip of my tongue.
That would be very interesting.
Ronald said to me, in a voice that pretended to be annoyed, "You're the first girl to show inattention when kissing me."
Ronald punished me by biting the tip of my most sensitive, vulnerable tongue. I couldn't help but squint at the corners of my eyes in pain, "Oooh, don't do that, Ronald."
I stammered. This should be considered a begging, damn it. I hate begging people for things like this.
Ronald chuckled lightly as he finally relaxed the force on his mouth. "You deserved it, little man."
I swear I saw that bad smile on the corner of his mouth. This guy is really hateful, Ronald!
I was irritated, which caused me to keep fidgeting in Ronald's arms.
"Damn it! Stop moving around!" Ronald's voice sounded like he was trying to hold back something.
Ronald held my waist with one hand and my chin with the other. ronald ran his long index finger across my lips, his fingertips were trembling, I think I could feel it.
"It seems to take quite a bit of time to get you to feel me." Ronald's brow furrows gently.
I picked me up as easily as if I were a rabbit. He heaved the door shut with his foot and tossed me onto the bed.
He pounced on me like a cheetah, and I closed my eyes in fear. The expected weight didn't come down on me like I thought it would.
Ronald's hot body was pressed against mine, and something hard in his lower half was pressed right against the small of my back. My cheeks began to burn as I realized what was about to happen between Ronald and me.
Ronald's smile was wicked, but I could feel that Ronald was looking forward to it.
Ronald tied my hands with his belt and then he lifted my hands above my head. That way there was no longer anything on my chest that could block and deny him.
"Ronald..." I murmured.
Why would Ronald do this to me? It's like when I saved Ronald's life and he woke up and did the same thing to me.
Maybe it's a natural attraction? Whether I was ally or Charlotte, Ronald would have felt something for me.
I had already gone to bed tonight, so I wasn't wearing many layers of clothing. after Ronald removed my only jacket, my body was completely naked to his view.
"That's beautiful." I heard Ronald whisper his compliments.
I twisted my waist, then lifted my breasts and rubbed them against his chest. "Are these the ones you're referring to, sir?"
Like a sexy, seductive slut, I kept seducing Ronald, who was on fire with lust.
I noticed that Ronald was clenching his teeth. It was very obvious that my lustful actions had completely made him abandon his senses.
I could feel that the fragile line of defense between us had completely collapsed.
Ronald let out a low growl and he roughly took my left nipple. Damn, Ronald was licking my nipple over and over, and he was nibbling on my tender nipple in a bad way.
Ronald stuck his tongue out and nibbled around my areola. But his movements were restrained and gentle.
To my surprise, Ronald's other hand roughly squeezed my other breast.
His action gave me the impression that all the restraint he had exercised on my left nipple was being taken out on my right breast.
I stood in the doorway and blew the cold air for a while, which made my body cold. ronald's hot fingers, holding my breast, brought a current of electricity to my body. My heart was beating even faster than it was.
Ronald lay on my chest, his head pressed against my breasts. I thought that he would be able to hear my heartbeat very clearly.
As expected, Ronald lifted his head to my ear and said with a smile, "Are you worried about what I'm going to do to you next, or are you excited about what you're doing having right now?"
Ronald's fingers traced across my stomach as he ran his tongue over my chest, all over the skin.
I could see Ronald's head moving constantly, like a hard-working farmer plowing hard. Only, the object Ronald was plowing was me.
Ronald's tongue seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and a tingling sensation came from the root of my thighs. I took a deep breath as Ronald's licking made me want to stop laughing out loud. Because it was just too ticklish.
"No, stop, please, Ronald," I put my hand on his head, and I was pushing Ronald's head.
But this guy was solid like a wall of muscle. I couldn't move him, so I resigned myself to letting his head roam around the base of my thighs.
Ronald didn't stop his movements at all as I ordered. Instead, he kept sniffing deeper and deeper into my thighs.
"Trust me, you're going to love it. Please, don't make me stop!"
Ronald's tone was surprisingly pleading with a hint of resignation.
I looked at his usually always cool, cold face, now aggravated and sexy because his lust could not be released.
I slid my hand up Ronald's hair.
Ronald's breathing became more rapid, and the skin at the base of my thighs was very delicate, and the unshaven stubble on Ronald's chin occasionally scraped against my skin.
But I felt no pain, I even felt a current of electricity through my intimate area. This electrifying sensation kept my vag*na thirsty for something that would relieve her anxiety.
I tried to relieve this wonderful sensation by tightening my legs, and I don't think my body could take any more of this.
I took a deep breath as Ronald's tongue had deftly tugged my panties to the side. His tongue was playing with my clitor*s, the most sensitive and the place that had brought me pleasure in the first place.
"No..." I gasped out loud.
Ronald smiled badly as his mouth slurred to me, "What no? Don't continue? Or, don't stop?"
Not wanting this guy to threaten me with lust, I stared down into his eyes, then ordered Ronald in a stern tone.
"Either you keep licking and fingering my clitor*s, or I'm going to find another guy to do this with!"
Ronald's expression at this point was really funny.
Ronald punished me by gently tugging on my labia minora and I felt a subtle pain.
　　"Ah! No!" I cried out.
　　Ronald looked at me with a bad smile.
　　"Next time you say something like that, it won't be a small punishment, Charlotte."
　　I turned my eyes away from his face as Ronald continued to lick my pussy lips.
　　His tongue skimmed over my clitor*s, and I wasn't sure if Ronald's actions were intentional in doing so, or if he accidentally touched my clitor*s.
　　Although his tongue skimmed my clitor*s several times, Ronald had no idea of licking the clitor*s seriously at all.
　　I was so close to being destroyed by desire that I tried to lift my thighs so that Ronald could lick my intimate area.
　　But Ronald, the damn guy, always found the right move to avoid it.
　　I was drowning in the pool like a man who couldn't swim. Although my feet could touch the bottom of the pool, I couldn't stand in the pool at all.
　　I kept grunting with difficulty and I felt my tears flowing down from the corners of my eyes from desire.
　　There was no way to satisfy my sexual desire and it was really frustrating.
　　Ronald's tongue was irresistible. I noticed that the movements of his tongue began to become less gentle than they had been at first, and his sucking motions began to become rough.