Leon feels how your body cherishes under his touch, which only fuels his desire.

His lips examine your neck, and his tongue sometimes breaks out, trying your skin.

«Leon, Leon.. Wait...» you’re trying to push him away from you.

«What is it, honey? ...» Kennedy looks up, his eyes are shining on what you’re swallowing.

«I don’t think I’m ready...» you answer quietly, your gaze falls to the floor with shame, because you know exactly how red your cheeks are at that moment.

Leon pulls you closer before answering.

«Honey, do you remember our agreement? You can tell me no at any time, and I’ll go away, without any questions.»