Olivia wrapped her arms around Megan's waist, pulling her closer as the girl stroked ehr sides. Olivia wasn't ticklish, she'd never been ticklish. Pressing her body against Megan's, she continued to let her stroke her sides, taking her kisses south along her neck.
She wasn't much for words when her mouth was busy, biting down softly on the juncture where her shoulder and neck met.