The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: I’m going to ‘kill’ you with my big cock
The time it took to get home was about half the time it took to reach the artificial lake.

Is that strange?

Of course not. Sam figured it was probably a warm-up for the sex they were about to have.

So maybe that’s why, even before they entered the room, Sam already felt a bit hot.

How could he not be?

When a girl like Angel is in your arms, her beautiful face pressed against your hand.

And then she looks at you with those dreamy eyes and tells you she wants to drain you dry.

What would you do?

No exaggeration, Sam felt himself getting hard right then and there.

“Bang.”

The door to the room closed.

They hadn’t run into Selena on the way, almost as if signaling that they could start right away.

As the door shut and the lights came on, the girl who had been practically carried into the room by Sam turned around and pushed him away.

“You seem pretty eager, Sam.”

She looked at him with a knowing smile, as if she could easily read his thoughts.

Of course… a man in the throes of lust is the easiest to understand.

And also the easiest to deceive.

But also, perhaps, the most dangerous.

Angel slowly turned around, elegantly sitting on the edge of the bed, crossing her long legs.

The special allure she exuded was overwhelming.

Angel was indeed young, not a mature woman.

But a girl like her had her own infinite charm. She knew exactly how to tease this boy’s nerves.

She smiled at the boy standing in front of her.

Sam didn’t rush forward, despite his awakened desire. In these interactions, he was also training himself.

To be more restrained, to be better at enduring.

This way, he could maximize his safety and enhance mutual pleasure.

Yes, sometimes foreplay didn’t mean charging ahead.

Advancing by retreating was also a strategy.

“Really? Do I look eager?” Sam smiled.

Angel smiled back.

“If you’re not eager, why are you here? This is my room.”

Alright, you want to play it like this?

Sam nodded.

“Then I’ll leave?”

His hand rested on the door, as if he would really walk out if she nodded.

Angel’s brow furrowed slightly.

Clearly, she realized something.

This boy wanted to play a game.

Is that how it is?

“Fine, go ahead.”

Angel squinted, confident that he wouldn’t actually leave.

They’d come this far.

Is it so hard to admit you want it? Is it so difficult to say you want it?

I’ve spoiled you enough, and you want me to keep spoiling you?

Angel thought to herself, but Sam actually opened the door in front of her.

As the cold wind blew in, Angel was momentarily stunned.

She hadn’t expected him to be so rebellious at this point.

But she wouldn’t beg him to stay. That wasn’t her style. She’d settle the score later.

Go ahead, leave.

Fine, fine.

If you walk out that door today, don’t ever come back!

Of course, she wouldn’t say that out loud, but her eyes betrayed everything.

“I’m leaving.”

Sam said nonchalantly, opening the door.

“Bang.”

The door really closed.

But a figure rushed at her with a speed Angel hadn’t anticipated.

Her expression was still frozen in that moment of shock and anger.

In the next instant, she felt herself being enveloped, like a lone herbivore in a cave encountering a wolf, with no choice but to surrender.

“Thud!”

The soft bed made a muffled sound.

Angel was tackled onto the bed by Sam, who had closed the door and rushed over.

Lying on her back, her long hair spread out beneath her, on the sheets.

Like a post-modernist painting, full of artistic flair.

Or like the tangled branches in a horror story, pointing to unknown clues.

Lying on the bed, looking at the boy’s mischievous smile.

Angel’s anger flared up instantly.

“Weren’t you leaving?!”

Sam chuckled.

“If I left, what would you do? I thought about it and decided I should fulfill my boyfriend duties.”

“Fuck off! I don’t want to have sex with you now!”

Angel struggled to push him away.

But her strength was no match for a determined man, especially not Sam.

With a simple move, he pinned her wrists above her head, pressing them onto the bed.

This position was peculiar.

In simple terms, the girl lying down looked like a prisoner, or a delicate girl about to be violated.

This almost criminal urge to dominate also stirred Sam’s nerves.

But Angel couldn’t stand this humiliating position.

“Sam… do you know what you’re doing?!”

Angel thought Sam would try to coax her with sweet words.

But she didn’t expect that the now more assertive Sam wouldn’t use gentle methods.

He smiled at her.

“Of course I know.”

“Then let me go! Do you want to die?”

Seeing Angel’s flushed face and feigned fierceness.

Sam showed no fear, instead lowering his head.

Getting even closer to her face.

“Aren’t you tired of saying the same lines and playing the same act every time?”

Angel was taken aback. This jerk was belittling her to this extent?

“Sam… have I been too kind to you lately!”

But Sam, holding her wrists, had no intention of letting go. He noticed that her body, writhing in struggle, was getting warmer, despite her fierce demeanor.

Sam took a deep breath.

He lowered his head, whispering in her ear, his breath hot against her earlobe.

“Angel, maybe I’ve been too kind to you.”

“…What did you say, you jerk?!”

Angel couldn’t believe Sam dared to say such things to her.

How to put it.

It was like a dog you’ve raised for years suddenly biting you?

Who could tolerate that?

She wanted to break free, to give Sam a real lesson.

But then she heard Sam’s next words.

“Do you know that a girl as enticing as you makes any man want to ravish your body?”

Still seemingly excessive words.

But in this atmosphere, they took on a different tone.

Making the previously unforgivable words… somewhat seductive?

Angel felt she shouldn’t soften.

She coldly said.

“Do you think your sweet talk works now? Let me go, I’m really mad.”

But Sam, of course, didn’t let her go. He moved his face closer, staring into her slightly evasive eyes and flushed cheeks.

“Angel… is it so hard to say you want to have sex with me?”

“…Go to hell!”

Sam smiled, his smile inexplicable, making Angel momentarily dazed, staring blankly at his handsome face.

Then she heard him say.

“The biggest difference between us is that I’m honest. I honestly say… I really want to have sex with you.”

“You idiot… mmph!!”

Unlike by the artificial lake.

Though her mouth was forcibly covered, this time it brought dissatisfaction, not satisfaction.

But this dissatisfaction couldn’t be resisted.

His kiss was intense and fiery, seemingly mastering mature techniques. She wanted to control it but couldn’t, as if her soul was being drawn in.

Even as Sam gradually released her hands, she couldn’t use them to push him away.

Angel struggled.

She tried hard to pat Sam’s back.

Until the long kiss ended, and Sam let go.

Angel glared at him, embarrassed and angry.

“Jerk… do you believe I’ll really kill you!”

Sam tugged at his collar, straddling Angel’s waist. As he unbuttoned his shirt.

Revealing his well-defined neck and collarbone.

He bared his chest to the girl.

Then, with unfamiliar confidence and dominance.

“Yes, I’m going to kill you. I’m going to ‘kill’ you with my big cock!”

“…You… jerk…!”

Angel’s voice and resistance weakened with Sam’s actions.

Angel genuinely disliked being treated this way.

But why… did she feel her body getting softer and hotter with his touch?

She didn’t know when her clothes were removed.

She only remembered the moment Sam tore her thick black stockings, her whole body trembled.

She didn’t know how Sam unbuttoned her shirt, but she remembered the moment he bared his chest in front of her.

It was like discovering a whole new world.

She saw a charm in this boy she hadn’t noticed before.

At that moment, her hormones surged.

She had to admit her gaze was captivated.

Despite her efforts to show resistance, to display her strong will.

But as Sam easily flipped her over, pressing down on her back, whispering in her ear.

She trembled.

This jerk actually…

Then she heard his mischievous words.

“Angel, your pussy is already soaking wet. It seems your body welcomes me more than your mouth does.”

“…Jerk, do you have to talk? I…”

She was incoherent, her chaotic emotions impossible to sort out, not knowing how to escape this unfamiliar yet intoxicating situation.

An unprecedented experience, yet contrary to her true feelings.

Angel felt she had been tricked, from the moment by the lake when her heart raced with an unfamiliar rhythm, she had been tricked.

And now, as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, slightly choking her neck.

He bit her ear.

“I’m not just in your heart, but also in your body.”

She wanted to speak, to make one last struggle.

But the only sound that came out was…

“Ugh…!”

Sam thrust his big cock deep into her pussy.