With fingers being one of the most sensitive parts of the body, Arielle sucking on his finger like a straw and wrapping her warm, moist tongue over it gave him sensations he never knew were possible.
It was a completely new experience for him, and Vinson began losing himself from the stimulus as well.
After having her fill from sucking his finger, Arielle let go of his hand and continued crying about the vase. That was when Vinson snapped out of his daze and asked, “You’re playing with fire, Sannie. Do you know that?”
Oblivious to his words, Arielle picked up a piece of the broken vase and began sucking on it as she said, “Kiss me, Vinson…”
“Sannie!” Vinson carefully snatched the shard out of her hand before carrying her away from there.
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