Chapitre 394: Jesus Is Not Here

Time stopped for only a moment because the next thing Arianna knew, Marcel pinned her to the wall and he was devouring her lips, the kiss so brutal and demanding that she was heaving heavily when she finally came up for air. 

His erection pressing into her guts, he growled against her lips, "I'm going to fuck you thoroughly," He promised her. 

Does anyone ever get fucked thoroughly? Arianna didn't know but she had a feeling that she was about to find out. 

He kissed her once more but this time it was less brutal while she tore at the buttons of his shirt, desperate to get her hands on his bare skin. She can't be the only bare here and as soon as his shirt was off, she kissed his small, pink nipples and Marcel groaned, his arms around her waist tightening to the point it was bruising.