The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 148

Chapter 148: Even though you keep saying no, your body is so honest
Sam had never truly understood certain things before.

For instance, why so many people pursued what they called thrills, to the point of disregarding the opinions of others and engaging in shocking, scandalous behavior that invited disdain.

What was the meaning behind those bold photographs, those so-called moments of ‘exhibitionism’?

However, gradually, the Sam of today has stopped pondering these questions.

The world is inherently diverse and inclusive. It doesn’t need to do anything; humanity is like an overgrown tree, with branches steadfastly reaching upwards, a presence that seemingly commands everyone’s respect.

And those blossoming towards the edges, are they really worthless?

Of course, their existence must be allowed, as should the presence of seemingly meaningless things in our surroundings, in the world around us.

The relentless pursuit of meaning is in itself a pathology. Doing more doesn’t need a reason, nor does it require any so-called meaning… all that’s needed is for someone to engage in these actions, so no matter how bizarre, everything becomes reasonable.

So why is there a woman in the cinema, sitting beside oneself, seemingly watching the movie, yet simultaneously extending her hand, aimlessly caressing one’s thigh?

Zoe is indeed a woman of immense charm.

At times, she seems so innocent that she might be mistaken for a fresh college graduate, gentle and understanding.

Yet, at certain moments, Zoe fully displays her mature allure and unparalleled seductive power.

It’s this stark contrast that makes her so captivating and attractive.

Sam is very aware, more aware than ever, of the sensation of Zoe’s palm on his thigh, the message clear in his mind, the flames of desire beginning to kindle.

“Zoe… don’t do this, we’re in a cinema.”

Sam attempted to restrain her hand, urging her not to do anything strange in such a conspicuous place, and moreover… how embarrassing would it be if they were caught on surveillance?

Sam had no interest in exhibitionism, nor was he a pervert.

But Zoe was fully immersed, and instead, she grasped Sam’s hand, interlocking their fingers in an unexpected gesture that caught Sam off guard.

Then, in the dim light, Zoe’s face, visibly flushed, leaned towards Sam as the background music of the movie continued to play. She looked at Sam with a seductive smile.

“It’s okay, don’t worry, I’m not into anything that extreme.”

“That’s good…” Sam felt somewhat relieved.

But in the next instant,

“So, we just need to be a bit careful, and we won’t get caught.”

“Ah?”

Sam was taken aback, then Zoe’s other hand reached towards him, wrapping around his neck as she moved closer.

Sam realized what she intended to do.

“Zoe, don’t, this isn’t right…”

But Zoe was already close to his face, her flawless complexion and tempting red lips appearing as irresistible as the latest flavor of jelly, unimaginably enticing.

“It’s okay… Sam, look, it’s not just us doing this.”

Sam glanced to the side and saw in a somewhat concealed spot near the edge of the front row, a couple intimately entwined, deeply kissing.

They were fully engaged, seemingly oblivious to whether anyone saw them, even to the extent that the man’s hand had ventured inside the woman’s bra.

This scene left Sam astonished. Had it been too long since he last visited a cinema, or was he just out of touch?

Sam turned back to look at Zoe.

“Even so, but…”

But there were no buts.

Zoe’s passionate kiss sealed Sam’s lips, silencing any words he might have wanted to say.

Their passionate embrace became especially intense in that moment, the dark environment of the cinema and the absence of nearby spectators seemingly providing an excuse for indulgence.

Sam was still somewhat in control.

However, once Zoe was touched by Sam’s breath, she seemed unable to extricate herself, as if falling deeper into her affection for Sam, infecting him like a virus in an unstoppable process.

In this process, Zoe’s kisses were both wild and gentle, as if she was taking care of Sam’s feelings.

Thus, in this confined space, sounds not belonging to the movie began to emerge.

It was as if someone was drinking water or savoring a gourmet feast.

Desire, inherently shapeless, is like a raging flood or a wildly spreading wildfire.

It only needs to ferment.

It only needs to intensify.

Zoe kept twisting her head, her hair fluttering slightly as she constantly changed directions, seeking a fresher, more thrilling sensation.

The friction between lips and tongue had reached an uncontrollable level, not to mention that Sam had already released his hold on her, feeling clearly how her palms wandered over his chest.

Zoe’s hands were purposeful; one lingered on Sam’s chest, while the other trailed down his thigh towards his groin.

Zoe pinched the zipper of his pants between her fingers. Due to their seated position, unzipping was a bit of an effort, but Zoe then exerted a surprising amount of strength.

Sam heard the sound of the zipper being pulled down.

Her hands, always so dexterous, found their way without sight, then grasped Sam’s penis.

The situation had started to spiral out of control, and Sam took the initiative to end the kissing, separating their faces.

The dim lighting of the cinema, while poor in visibility, seemed to provide limitless courage and impulse in the obscure darkness, as if unshackling a confined cage.

At this moment, their expressions were starkly different.

Zoe, seemingly fully immersed in the ‘game,’ ‘fun,’ and ‘pleasure,’ had a seductive face that bloomed like a rose.

Sam, on the other hand, wore a look of difficulty and helplessness, despite also enjoying the process.

“Zoe… we can stop now, it’s already enough, we don’t need to go any further…”

A slight bow of his head allowed him to see the hand gripping his penis.

Zoe first cast a seductive glance at Sam, then gently touched her lips with her other hand, as if to clear away the traces of their kissing.

But soon, Zoe reached out to Sam again, caressing the corner of his mouth with an infatuated gaze.

Her eyes lingered on Sam’s face with a covetous look, as if… a dragon had spotted its treasure.

Zoe’s other hand did not let go but instead whispered.

“Don’t worry, if you’re embarrassed, let me do it. After all, I’ve said before, I’ll always take care of you, take good care of you…”

Take care?

Are you sure this is taking care?

Sam felt Zoe tugging at his pants, and soon, both his jeans and underwear were removed.

His groin felt a cool breeze.

His penis was already erect, like a pillar in the darkness of this world.

If this were an anime world, Zoe’s eyes would have turned into heart shapes the moment she lowered her head.

But it wasn’t too far off, her expression now was exaggerated.

Zoe began by gently caressing Sam’s penis with her hands, not appearing rushed but instead lifting her head to look at Sam with a satisfied and seductive smile.

The person holding his penis didn’t seem to Sam to be Zoe at all.

Or perhaps… this was the real Zoe, her true nature only triggered by such a unique environment.

“Hmm… Sam’s penis is really impressive, isn’t it? How does it feel… even more impactful than the last time I saw it?”

Sam grabbed Zoe’s wrist, trying to halt her actions.

“This isn’t the place, Zoe, let’s stop here…”

Sam’s voice carried a sense of resignation, like that of a middle-aged man beleaguered by life’s incessant challenges.

But to Zoe, this sounded almost delightful. She enjoyed seeing Sam under her control, reacting genuinely to her every move. It felt like she could truly sense that he belonged to her.

Holding Sam’s thick and long penis, Zoe’s hands could even feel the pulsing of his veins—a pleasure that resonated with her soul.

She admitted she was a greedy woman, but she never considered herself lowly. Her needs were not purely physical; they were more about a resonance of souls, a desire for an experience that could touch her own spirit.

Thus… meeting Sam felt so rare, like something that hadn’t happened in her life of over twenty years, as if it was destined. She was Luna, and Sam was her Alpha.

Zoe parted her lips, looking at him.

Then gently, she brushed her long hair to one side.

“It’s okay, Sam… I’ll take care of everything, there won’t be any trouble for you. And I’ve already said, this is to repay you, and how could you miss such an opportunity… you see, even though you keep saying no, your body is so honest.”

Zoe’s gaze fixed on Sam, and slowly, with her long hair in hand, she leaned towards his penis.

She lowered her head, and in Sam’s surprised eyes, she whispered.

“Life is hard for everyone, so sometimes, we shouldn’t restrain ourselves too much, confining our souls… There are times when we need to indulge, otherwise, we’re failing to live fully, right?”

Sam hadn’t replied.

Zoe then took his glans into her mouth.

Sam involuntarily tilted his head back, his vision blurring.

Following this, he heard Zoe’s muffled voice. “Sam… don’t feel any burden, you just need to understand, all this is my choice…”