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Chapter 278: Let your semen out! Come on my feet
“But… do you really believe what I said? Aren’t you afraid I just picked a random photo to trick you?”
Mia finally let go of Sam. After all, a moment of euphoria could explain hugging this guy, and getting all teary made sense too, but clinging on any longer would just show she wasn’t being sensible.
Once she let go, the atmosphere turned a bit awkward. Only then did she open the door, and there were no customers in sight.
Now, Sam could only sit beside her, while Mia found a somewhat curious topic to discuss.
Sam looked at her, puzzled. “You do know what the consequences are if you use this kind of thing to deceive someone, right?”
“What?”
“Like, getting struck by lightning or something.”
“That’s pretty harsh!”
“Isn’t that what they swear by on TV?”
“Hmph. You’re basically cursing me to drop dead.”
“Why worry about that stuff if you’re not lying to me?”
“Good point.”
Sam looked at her, her dazed expression prompting him to sigh in resignation.
He wondered how he always ended up in these messes, but then again, it seemed pretty normal. In any novel or movie, doesn’t the male lead always have a bunch of drama in his life?
“What are you always thinking about?” Sam asked, somewhat exasperated.
Mia chuckled. “How would a kid guess what an adult is thinking?”
“Now you remember you’re an adult? Then why were you crying like a little kid earlier?” Sam teased.
Mia’s face turned red. “Who—who was crying on you! Forget that happened! Just forget it!”
Thinking about it was both embarrassing and absurd.
In her dream, she had been treated roughly by Sam, but then quickly ended up crying on his shoulder over something else.
It was unbelievable… Could she really have a masochistic streak?
That couldn’t be right…
Mia had never shown signs of that growing up.
Her upbringing might not have been typical, but she figured her psyche was okay. Or was it something innate… Geez, the more she thought about it, the scarier it seemed.
Sam chuckled. “Don’t worry, I won’t bring it up on my own. But if you tick me off, I might just dredge up the past. After all, everyone’s got a bit of a vengeful streak.”
Mia frowned slightly; this guy was playing dirty.
But soon, Mia leaned in closer, smiling at Sam with an expression different from her usual, somewhat seductive.
For a guy, such an expression could easily be misinterpreted.
Whether it was the blush on her cheeks or the seemingly meaningful smirk in her eyes, it was enough to dazzle anyone.
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Mia looked at him and smiled. “So, how should I keep you happy?”
This woman…
Did she have no idea how dangerous it was to flash that kind of look?
Or did she know exactly what she was doing and chose to do it anyway?
So, Sam took a deep breath, turned his face slightly, not avoiding but instead moving a bit closer to her.
Instantly, the atmosphere shifted, becoming strangely charged as if fermenting a peak of ambiguity.
The mix of male and female scents, the tangible aroma of hormones filled the air.
“Do you really want to make me happy?”
Mia hadn’t expected Sam to react this way.
She thought she was just teasing Sam, expecting him to sense something off and immediately pull away as usual, especially since Sam seemed like the type who hated complications. But why was he reacting like this?
Oh no.
Now, she was the one who couldn’t speak, almost afraid to breathe.
Darn it…
Why couldn’t she look away now?
It seemed she could only stare at Sam’s face, as if his eyes held an infinite allure, like a black hole.
All light seemed unable to escape his gaze.
Sam was really handsome… like something out of a fairy tale, the kind of dreamy leading man you’d expect in a teen drama.
He also had that youthful vibe, seemingly flawless in every inch.
Whether it was his finely chiseled features or those eyes that seemed to possess a deadly allure.
Even more dangerously, Mia found herself recalling the events that had unfolded in her dreams!
No, no, this was way too risky.
“Don’t…!” Mia’s scrambled brain made a final judgment.
She reached out and pushed him away.
Sam, pushed back, didn’t react much, just gave Mia a plain look.
“You act like I was about to fuck you or something. Don’t provoke if you’re not ready for the consequences, Boss.”
Sam lazily stood up, stretching as if he was ready to call it a day.
Mia glanced at Sam, her face flushed as she muttered, “Such a little devil…”
After saying that, she noticed a certain part of Sam that seemed to protrude due to his stretching… around his waist?
Wait, that part on a man shouldn’t be…
Indeed, the size of Sam’s cock… presence was quite intimidating…
What am I thinking?!!!
Mia quickly turned her head away. “I… need to get home. Don’t forget what you promised, it’s probably next week. Be ready.”
Sam seemed oblivious to Mia’s gaze, just wondering why this woman kept blushing. “Alright, you’ve had a drink tonight, don’t drive home, okay?”
“I know, I don’t need you to worry about me. Just go home and rest early, see you!”
Mia quickly left, almost as if she was fleeing.
But just as she left the convenience store, she couldn’t help but look back.
Sam’s figure was no longer visible, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t still on her mind.
Her mind was filled with those terrible scenes and feelings from her dreams.
Even though it all happened in a dream, how could she possibly forget all that?
Yet she had to try dreaming again, for Charlotte’s sake it seemed necessary, but… what if those scenes happened again?
Mia dared not think further, nor could she face the subtle excitement and anticipation brewing inside her.
When Sam woke up, he was immediately hit by the glaring sunlight. It was almost winter, yet the sun hadn’t softened a bit.
“Bang bang—”
“Clang clang—”
The sounds from the living room were slightly concerning.
What was going on?
This wasn’t the sound of the wind, was it?
Could it be…
Sam got out of bed and opened the door.
There, in the living room, breakfast was set up on the dining table.
Sandwiches.
Fried eggs.
Milk and even cherry tomatoes as a dessert.
This setup couldn’t have just appeared out of nowhere, so there was only one possibility.
Sam walked over to the kitchen.
“Zoe… what brings you here all of a sudden?”
Without a doubt, the only woman who could enter his apartment silently and start making breakfast instead of anything else was Zoe.
Today, Zoe was wearing a thin turtleneck sweater, though she had an apron tied around her waist. But the moment she turned around, her exaggerated figure was still startling.
Unlike many, turtlenecks are quite revealing of one’s shape, and while many women might choose to pad their bras with silicone inserts to enhance their bust, Zoe needed none of that.
She was naturally well-endowed.
Zoe turned around with that familiar, gentle, and seductive smile.
“You’re up early? Just wait a bit~ The pork chops will be ready soon~”
Seeing such a woman with that kind of expression, Sam felt his body react uncontrollably, and he even felt the urge to become aroused.
It was undeniable, Zoe was truly a ‘siren.’
“When did you get here? Why didn’t you give me a heads-up?” Sam asked.
While frying the pork chops, Zoe chuckled and said, “I saw you were sleeping, so I didn’t wake you up. As for when I got here… about an hour ago, I guess?”
“That means it was not even six yet. You woke up that early?”
“It’s okay, I’ve not been very busy at work lately, and I get enough rest during my lunch breaks. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older, but I feel like I don’t need as much sleep anymore.”
Zoe spoke with a hint of melancholy, like a beauty lamenting the passage of time and the fading of youth.
Sam laughed. “But you’re not even 30 yet, you’re at the prime of your charm.”
Zoe blushed and smiled. “Sam, if you keep flattering me like that, I’ll get embarrassed… Go freshen up, it’s time to eat~”
“Alright.”
Sam couldn’t really fault her for entering his room so casually, which essentially was an invasion of privacy. After all, complaining wouldn’t change her behavior, and considering what had happened between them, what right did he have to talk? It was better to steer things in a positive direction than to try stopping them.
But could Sam really guide this uniquely peculiar woman? It seemed difficult, but definitely simpler than dealing with someone like Angel.
After quickly freshening up and coming to the dining table, Zoe had already finished preparing breakfast. It was a full spread again.
Sam said somewhat helplessly, “You really don’t need to make so much every day. It’s tough on you, and I can’t finish it all.”
Zoe glanced at the table full of food. “It’s fine, you’re at the age where you’re still growing~ You should eat more, and don’t pretend to be modest in front of me. A guy with a good appetite is also a charming trait~”
Really?
Sam had never heard that having a big appetite could be considered charming.
Is that why eating competitions are so appealing?
Sam said helplessly, “That’s enough, any longer and I’d turn into a monster.”
“Eh? Enough? Oh… indeed, if your penis grew any bigger, it would be unbearable. But the size you have now already drives me wild…”
Sam choked on his milk, nearly suffocating on the spot.
Good grief.
Was this really a topic to be discussed so casually?
“Drink slower, why are you acting like a child?” Zoe chuckled.
“It’s because you suddenly bring up such topics…” Sam retorted, annoyed.
Zoe blinked innocently at Sam. “Is it such a strange topic? It’s just us here, so a bit more explicit talk shouldn’t be a problem, right? Or would you prefer I do something more… practical?”
“What… eh?”
Before Sam could respond fully, he felt an unusual sensation.
It was Zoe’s foot, deftly finding its way to his penis under the table.
Zoe’s foot was bare, the touch delicate, making Sam acutely aware of every contact.
Of course, he could choose to look down.
And when he did… he saw Zoe’s perfect bare foot already caressing around his penis.
Sam instantly felt a very pleasurable sensation.
Zoe looked even more seductive, as if a longer gaze might trap him in some lethal illusion.
Zoe seductively held her fork, her sultry gaze locking onto him. “Do you want it like this, Sam~?”
Sam’s expression turned awkward in an instant.
Undoubtedly, from an erotic standpoint and in many other aspects, this woman was incredibly feminine.
She seemed to be very skilled at lovemaking and teasing, or perhaps had studied deeply, knowing exactly which expressions to use at what time to make a man especially lose control.
Every time Sam saw this woman, he knew he had a hard time controlling his desires, but he hadn’t expected some emotions to come so swiftly and intensely.
Sam tried to suppress his honest excitement, reluctantly saying, “Early in the morning… it doesn’t seem quite right…”
Zoe’s foot began to move.
And it wasn’t random movement; she seemed to have found her own rhythm, her own process and steps.
She didn’t even need to take off Sam’s pants to know how to give him the ultimate pleasure.
“Why not? It’s best to do things early, don’t procrastinate.”
“Is this about procrastination? I still need to eat, and I have to go to school later. If we make love now, I’ll be late for class.”
Sam tried to bring some reason into the conversation, but Zoe only laughed more joyously.
Her toes were as nimble as fingers, providing Sam with a fatally pleasurable sensation.
Despite knowing the timing was off, he seemed unable to deny the pleasure and joy she brought him…
This was outrageous.
Zoe’s cheeks were flushed, radiating a seductive charm that seemed almost tangible.
She speared a piece of steak with her fork.
Then she placed it between her enticing red lips, gently chewing, her lips quivering.
“Look… eating while giving you a footjob doesn’t really interfere, does it?”
Wasn’t this too crazy?
Zoe quickly removed her top, then continued eating her steak while using her feet to remove Sam’s pants.
Leaning back in her chair, Zoe stretched her beautifully curved legs, gently clasping Sam’s robust, erect cock between her soft soles. Her toes, painted with red nail polish, slowly touched Sam’s cock, moving from the base up to the tip, even gently scraping the crown of his glans with her toes.
Although Sam was eating, he could no longer taste the food; all he felt were Zoe’s soft feet enveloping his cock.
Zoe’s footjob was incredibly pleasurable for Sam. He was so engrossed in the sensation that he lost all interest in his meal, his eyes closely admiring Zoe’s stunning face and sexy figure.
A sweet smile spread across Zoe’s face, as if giving Sam a footjob was a divine gift bestowed upon her. Despite the table between them, Zoe’s movements were unhindered.
As she moved her legs, Zoe’s ample breasts swayed enticingly.
Although the weather was a bit chilly, Zoe was still wearing a short skirt at home, and to Sam’s astonishment, she wasn’t wearing any underwear—she was going commando!
In this unique position, sitting with her legs spread wide giving Sam a footjob, her vagina was completely exposed to him. Between her legs, the beautiful labia were visible, as exquisite as a piece of fine art.
Time flew by, and Zoe had been giving Sam a footjob for twenty minutes. Her legs were starting to ache, yet there was no sign of Sam climaxing.
Wanting to enhance Sam’s pleasure, Zoe decided to do more. While continuing the footjob, she grabbed her proud, sexy breasts and began to knead them. This lascivious act, combined with her beautiful face, was incredibly charming.
As Zoe massaged her breasts, she tightened her grip with her toes around Sam’s penis, moving them more vigorously.
Sam keenly noticed that Zoe seemed to be getting aroused too! Her large breasts swelled, and her nipples hardened.
He could even see Zoe’s engorged labia and her excitedly erect clitoris.
With the footjob pace quickening, Zoe felt her body becoming more and more aroused. Sitting in the chair, she reached down to her clitoris, continuously stroking it.
As Zoe’s hand movements continued, she felt her body heat up, a strong wave of sexual pleasure overwhelming her brain, making her feel as though she was about to soar.
Before Sam could climax, Zoe had already reached her own orgasm.
She intensified the movements of her feet, her soft soles rubbing even more fiercely against Sam’s large, hard cock, her toes quickly flicking at the tip of his glans.
To make Sam climax faster, Zoe moaned lasciviously, “Sam, don’t hold back. If you want to come, just come. Let your semen out! Come on my feet!”
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