The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 319

Chapter 319: Sam, can you be a bit more gentlemanly, a bit gentler with me?
Sam couldn’t help but marvel at the stark difference between reality and the world of video games.

In games, you can fulfill many fantasies and meet spiritual needs because you can do things that are impossible in the real world—like walking on walls, wielding swords and magic, or other more extreme actions that best remain unmentioned.

But the experience Sam was having at this moment was something that could never be replicated in any game. It wasn’t just about reaching a physical climax, but a profound experience that lingered in the body, purging all negative emotions in an ultimate release.

Unlike a game, which you might grow tired of after completing, certain feelings, like the ones Sam was experiencing now, only intensified with each encounter.

The pressures and dangers created by these female leads were extreme. But so were the rewards for bravery—the exquisite experiences these female leads provided were also extreme.

It was hard to imagine what it felt like during intimacy with Angel, where every visual and tactile sensation was dialed to the maximum. It was akin to the thrill of acquiring a top-tier gaming rig, from hardware to peripherals.

Sam’s hands, whether on her long legs, her full breasts, or her labia, found each touch unparalleled and irresistible. Not to mention the unique sensation of his penis moving in and out of her vagina during the act.

“Umm… Sam, can you be a bit more gentlemanly, a bit gentler with me?” Angel gasped as Sam continued his vigorous movements, nearly leaving her breathless in the locked position on the chair.

This jerk…

The chair felt like it was about to fall apart from the shaking, and Sam just kept going, even occasionally leaning down to kiss her nipples, neck, and ears.

Finally, Angel felt like she couldn’t hold on any longer. Unlike this jerk, she didn’t have endless energy. She weakly raised her hands and cupped Sam’s cheeks, forcing him to look up and temporarily stop his actions.

Sweat had formed on Sam’s forehead, his hair sticking to it, yet he didn’t look messy but rather intensely handsome.

It seemed as if the hormones exuding from him intensified with the sweat, overwhelming Angel to the point where she could hardly speak, completely immersed in this ocean of sensation.

“Just starting and you can’t handle it? Why don’t you beg me?” Sam said with a mischievous grin, feeling a sense of male pride, especially in front of this usually strong-willed girl.

This wasn’t self-consolation. As the old saying goes, the quickest way to a woman’s heart is through passionate intimacy. Conquer her with cock, and her heart will surely follow.

“You’re joking, right? Asking me to beg you?” Angel retorted.

“Then I’ll continue. You see this long, thick cock… I wonder if you can handle it all?” Sam teased.

“Wait!!” Angel snapped, pinching Sam’s arm, but she was too weak to make him feel it.

“Are you begging me now?”

“…Do you know how exhausting this is?” Angel gritted her teeth, glaring at Sam.

Truth be told, the physical intimacy with Sam was incredible, and Angel enjoyed the experience, but they needed to change positions. That was the clear message in her eyes, but as everyone knows, she would never voice such a plea.

Sam blinked, understanding her unspoken request. He resumed, filling her completely once again, but this time he slowed his pace. He wasn’t as fierce as before but gradually brought her back to the heights of pleasure.

“But I feel so good, what if I can’t stop?” Sam whispered, his voice low.

“…I’m not comfortable!” Angel protested.

“You’re not? It seems like you’re enjoying it. Should we just stop then?” After saying that, Sam actually withdrew completely, leaving her body but not moving away from her, maintaining the intense position.

Angel looked at him irritably.

“Are you sure you want to use these tricks on me? Aren’t you afraid of the consequences?”

Sam gently reached out to stroke her hair, as if to wipe away some sweat.

“I just hope for some honesty from you, even if it’s just during our intimate moments.”

Angel frowned.

“Jerk…”

“So, shall we talk properly about what you want?” Sam stayed close, teasing her with the tip of his member, stimulating without penetrating.

Under such conditions, Angel’s desire was reignited. She couldn’t stay calm, yet she couldn’t fully enjoy the moment either.

She bit her lip.

“Can we change positions, please?”

“There, was that so hard to say? I understand now.”

Sam insisted on honesty, even if her tone wasn’t pleading. Always saying the opposite of what she meant and expecting him to guess was torturous, so changing this dynamic was essential.

Sam then lifted Angel in his arms.

Angel was startled, and when she realized he was just moving her to a softer location—the bed—she looked at him as he came down in a familiar position.

At that moment, Angel had a sudden mischievous idea—not really a bad one, just a small revenge to make him realize that changing her wasn’t so easy.

As Sam pressed down, she kicked out at his chest.

Unfortunately, whether it was anticipation or just his quick reflexes, he caught her ankle firmly.

Angel paused, seeing Sam’s smirk.

“What’s this? A new kink?”

Perhaps Angel had underestimated him due to his usual portrayal of weakness, falling into a kind of self-delusion.

She bit her lip, deciding not to back down, even though she was in a very passive situation.

“Let me go!”

Instead of releasing her, Sam lifted her leg even higher, exposing her completely to his gaze, and without hesitation, he entered her again. This unique position allowed him to reach deeper than ever.

Angel almost cried out, not from pain but from an indescribable mix of emotions, like watching a tear-jerking movie and finally crying freely at the satisfying ending.

And Sam fulfilled her needs in this unconventional way.

The ‘battle’ continued, with Sam moving inside her relentlessly, not stopping. He leaned down to whisper in her ear.

“Until you beg me… I won’t stop.”

“Ugh… you’re insane, you… I won’t beg you… go to hell, jerk…!!”

Unfortunately, there were no clever tricks or strange tactics. Even a high-status heiress like Angel couldn’t change the situation. Sam’s prowess was unquestionable; he was strong.

So Angel wasn’t even sure how loud her moans were during their lovemaking, nor what she might have said during the act.

All she knew was that everything was intense.

It was like being in a storm at sea, lost and directionless.

She didn’t know how much time had passed until—

“Wouldn’t it have been easier to just beg me?” Sam said, his voice affectionate as he stroked her cheek.

Angel blinked, struggling to open her eyes.

“Did I beg you?”

Sam was beside her, also drenched in sweat.

He nodded.

“Otherwise, I wouldn’t have stopped. You know I could go on for three days and nights without any trouble.”

“I don’t remember, I didn’t say that.”

“You really are something, forgetting something from five seconds ago? Your memory is worse than a fish’s.”

“There was no such thing!! Go take a shower, you’re all sweaty and dirty!!”

Angel somehow found the strength to push Sam off the bed.

Watching her sulk, Sam actually laughed happily.

Then he stretched his body openly in front of the young girl and scooped her up.

Angel was stunned, the sticky feeling making her uncomfortable.

“What are you doing! Let me go!”

“How about we shower together? It saves time, don’t you want to go to bed early?”

“…Sam, you’re getting bolder.”

Angel was placed in the bathtub with the young man.

And Sam looked at her, still angry but looking even more beautiful, even cute.

“I’m just falling for you more and more.”

Angel scoffed disdainfully.

“Because you like me, you act so freely during sex? I think you just think I won’t kill you. In history, this is called ‘spoiled by favor,’ and it usually doesn’t end well.”

Sam blinked.

“Why can’t I be spoiled by favor if I like you? There’s a saying that fits, I’m just relying on your love me.”

“…I didn’t say I love you.”

“It doesn’t matter, I really can’t do without you anymore.”

“Why can’t you just honestly say you fell for me first?” Angel frowned in dissatisfaction.

Sam smiled at her.

“Aren’t you also not being honest?”

“I’m not like you.”

Sam shook his head.

He turned to grab the shower gel, saying, “There’s no difference, the most unfair thing about love is that it makes both people involved very equal.”

Hearing this, Angel saw the young man’s back.

She thought for a moment.

Without much deliberation, she felt that in front of this young man, she could do some things without thinking.

So she jumped up and pounced on Sam’s back.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

Sam turned his head to see Angel’s face peeking out from his back.

And the expression she showed was one he had never seen before.

She bared her teeth. “I’m going to bite you to death!”

Angel, like a bluffing little girl, showed a naivety and cuteness that Sam had never seen before, even a bit childish.

But this scene, unexpectedly beautiful, was something Sam had never imagined.

Just like that, it appeared so suddenly, yet regrettably, it couldn’t be captured on film.