The Female Leads Truly Loves You - Chapter 99

Chapter 99: How can it be, you’re not wearing panties?
When Sam retrieved it from the crevice of the sofa, his reaction was not only one of extreme embarrassment, but for a moment, he was also somewhat dazed and shocked.

He couldn’t help but wonder, how could something so private end up on the sofa? Was it intentional on the part of this woman, or did she simply neglect to tidy up or forget about it after masturbating?

It seemed like any scenario was possible, but undoubtedly, it was an incredibly awkward moment.

Not just Sam, who was frozen in place, but also Zoe, whose expression seemed to solidify next to him.

“Zoe… this…” Sam couldn’t pretend he hadn’t seen the object and looked at the woman, whose face was now beet red.

“Ah…!!” Zoe panicked, snatched the vibrating egg from Sam’s hand, and ran straight into the bedroom. It was unclear whether she hid the adult toy or destroyed it altogether.

Sam waited awkwardly on the sofa outside for almost fifteen minutes, during which he felt it was inappropriate to leave or to directly ask Zoe if she was okay.

When she emerged again, her entire demeanor had changed. With her head slightly lowered and her long hair covering most of her face, the confident and seductive charm she had previously displayed seemed to have vanished.

At this moment, Zoe looked like a newlywed young wife, even crossing her hands in front of her abdomen, her fingers tightly interlocked, pulling at each other, displaying significant nervousness.

Sam, naturally, would not make any insensitive jokes at such a time. He tried to remain as calm as possible. “Zoe, are you okay?”

Zoe moved slowly to sit closer to Sam than before, close enough that Sam could feel the warmth emanating from her body.

In such a season, through the thin layer of clothing, Sam instantly sensed that the atmosphere had shifted inappropriately. The air seemed to thicken with an ambiguous tension.

With her head still lowered and her cheeks flushed, Zoe apologized, “I’m so embarrassed… for you to see something like that… It’s really humiliating. I won’t be able to face you after this.”

Her tone carried the vulnerability of a shy, wronged girl, stirring a sense of compassion in the listener.

However, Sam knew better than to let his guard down, aware that Zoe was an exceptional actress. If the vibrating egg had been deliberately placed there by her, the evening could unfold in unexpected ways.

Sam offered her gentle reassurance. “It’s okay, Zoe. I understand these things. After all, as a woman living alone, it’s normal to have certain needs. Everyone has them…”

Zoe seemed to muster the courage to glance at Sam. “Do you really think so?”

Sam nodded, noticing the genuine, almost tearful look in Zoe’s eyes, which softened his heart involuntarily.

“Of course… It’s a natural physiological need. And men have their moments, too. Just remember to put things away after use. It’s good that it was me who found it this time. It would be hard to explain if someone else had seen it.”

Zoe suddenly leaned in closer to Sam, her hand inadvertently resting on his thigh. The nervous woman looked at Sam from a very close distance, saying, “How could that be… No one but Sam has ever been in my home. I’m not that kind of person!”

Sam was momentarily taken aback. Was there a need for such an explanation? But it was not his place to say so directly, especially with her so close to him.

The scent of her was overwhelming, and with just a slight lowering of his gaze, Sam could see the mature, seductive woman’s neckline and the deep cleavage, the proud contour of her breasts.

“Ah… it’s okay, I didn’t mean it that way.” Sam slightly leaned back, distancing himself from the precarious closeness.

Zoe seemed to realize the ambiguity of their positioning as well and let go of his hand, also creating some space between them.

She lowered her head slightly. “I must have made you uncomfortable, haven’t I?”

“Not at all. How could something like this make me dislike you?”

“But it’s really strange, isn’t it? I just wanted to invite you for a meal before you went back to your hometown, and then this weird incident happened…”

“It’s not strange at all. It’s perfectly normal. I told you, men need to masturbate even more than women do.”

After saying this, Sam noticed Zoe turning her head to look at him, curiosity sparkling in her eyes.

“Does… Sam do that too?”

Sam paused, wondering how the conversation had shifted to him. He was trying to comfort Zoe, yet she kept asking about him.

Sam smiled awkwardly. “Occasionally… After all, teenage boys also need to address their physiological needs…”

As he spoke, Zoe moved closer again, almost climbing onto Sam’s shoulder. Her warming body temperature touched Sam’s skin, and the lit room suddenly seemed imbued with an intimate atmosphere.

Zoe, with a slightly flushed face, looked intently at Sam. “Really… So, when Sam masturbates, who does you think about?”

Sam was taken aback, amazed by her bold question. His body almost leaned back on the sofa as Zoe nearly lay on his chest, one hand resting on his shoulder and the other on his chest.

“Well… that’s not an easy question to answer, is it?”

Seeing Sam appear somewhat nervous, Zoe touched the young and vigorous body, feeling as though she was being consumed by sex flames.

She could not, and did not want to, restrain herself.

Aware that Sam would be leaving for a long time tomorrow, Zoe found herself unable to prevent his departure, and she could only imagine the agony she would face in his absence.

Thus, she offered a seductive smile, her cheeks flushed, making her appear like a captivating temptress.

“Then, does Sam know what I think about when I masturbate?” Her question was fraught with danger.

Had it been the Sam from the beginning, he would have certainly looked for an opportunity to escape. However, Sam had since changed his approach, understanding that some situations are unavoidable.

So, he cooperated, saying, “I don’t know… But you don’t have to tell me. After all, it’s a very private matter…”

“It’s not,” she insisted. “I want Sam to know because I’ve been holding back for so long.”

Zoe leaned in closer, her full and firm breasts pressing against Sam’s arm, creating an exquisitely pleasant sensation.

“Why?” Sam asked, genuinely puzzled.

“Because when I masturbate, all I can think about is Sam…” Zoe revealed, prompting Sam to widen his eyes in feigned surprise.

In truth, he had known all along, having even indulged in the scene with his X-ray vision—Zoe kept ramming her electric dildo into her pussy as she screamed Sam’s name and the moment was unforgettable to him.

“Ah? How could that be…” Sam responded, feigning ignorance.

At that moment, Zoe no longer hesitated; she followed her impulse and deepest desires.

Swiftly, she climbed onto Sam’s lap, an action so quick that Sam barely had time to react, bringing them instantly close as if they shared an intimate bond.

She gently cradled Sam’s head, gazing into his eyes, observing his hesitation and avoidance, and whispered softly, “It’s true… Every time I masturbate, I can’t help thinking of you. Thinking of you makes it more intense, more enjoyable, and I reach the orgasm… Sam, you understand me, right?”

Sam appeared trapped, unable to escape. “I… understand, but it’s not quite right, is it?”

“Why wouldn’t it be right? Do you dislike me?” Zoe tilted her head slightly, her gaze wandering over Sam’s features, her face flushed with a deep red, transforming her into a bewitching figure that could lead one astray.

Sam displayed a shy, boyish demeanor. “Of course I don’t dislike you, it’s just that… this isn’t quite right, I… uh!”

Before Sam could finish his sentence, Zoe could no longer contain herself. Firmly cradling Sam’s face, she silenced him with her lips.

Although Sam had braced himself, he hadn’t fully anticipated the woman’s fervor.

She clung tightly to his neck, her fingers weaving through his hair, delivering passionate kisses. The intensity of her actions, her very essence, seemed irresistible.

Zoe was nearly overwhelming Sam with her fiery passion, her captivating allure turning what should have been a tranquil room into a tempestuous sea. The prolonged kiss left Sam almost dizzy, struggling for breath until Zoe finally allowed him a moment’s reprieve.

Sam looked bewilderedly at the woman on his lap, her cheeks flushed, her hairband nearly slipping off.

“Zoe…”

Zoe reached out, grasping Sam’s hand, and whispered, “Sam… I got a bit carried away. Can you forgive me?”

“I…” Sam felt his hand being guided by hers.

She leaned into him, almost resting on his shoulder, whispering into his ear with a breath that tickled, “But I want you to know… I’m deeply infatuated with you. I truly love you.”

As she spoke, Sam felt his hand led by hers to the hem of her dress, touching her smooth skin, and then… Sam’s eyes widened in shock.

The moment his fingertips encountered something unexpected, he immediately pulled back.

“How can it be, you’re not wearing panties…?”

Zoe chuckled softly, nibbling on Sam’s ear. “They disappeared when I went back to the bedroom… Consider it a special preparation.”

After saying that, Zoe stood up right in Sam’s line of sight.

From this angle, Sam could clearly see Zoe’s pussy, so smooth and beautiful, completely devoid of any hair.

Zoe glanced down at Sam, who was captivated by this beautiful scene. She knew that the sight was enough to leave him stunned.

Unable to resist the urge for more, Zoe wanted to present her body in its entirety to Sam’s gaze. This wasn’t just about being open; it was an uncontrollable little quirk she had when facing Sam, a desire to complete the scene she had always dreamed of.

Unable to hold back any longer and faced with the prospect of parting from Sam for an entire summer vacation, she found the anticipation unbearable. Now was the moment to fulfill those long-held desires.

So, in Sam’s bewildered gaze, Zoe slowly began to lift the hem of her dress, much like the curtain of a stage play gradually rising.

Sam had braced himself, knowing that Zoe was bound to be wild today, but he hadn’t anticipated it reaching this extent!

His eyes widened in disbelief. It seemed tonight was destined to be a restless one.

Zoe’s cheeks flushed, her lips gently nibbling the edge of her lifted skirt, her gaze seemingly ensnaring Sam’s soul.

Sam was truly stunned. The scene before him was an extreme form of aesthetic beauty.

It could be described as a kind of magical realism: Sam’s perspective allowed him to clearly see Zoe’s vagina and clitoris, meticulously cared for without any sign of neglect, even carrying a faint scent of perfume.

Just as Sam was captivated by her pussy, Zoe placed Sam’s hand directly on her vulva.

“Sam… I’m sorry to trouble you like this.” Zoe’s voice carried a blend of apology and anticipation.

“Uh… But there’s no turning back now, is there? It has to be this way…” Sam responded.

Sam slipped a finger inside Zoe’s pussy and began to move it gently. Soon the inside of Zoe’s vagina was wet and becoming more lubricated.

Sam then inserted two or even three fingers all the way in.

As Sam continued to move his fingers, Zoe’s whole body began to shake.

Zoe continued, her voice a whisper of unguarded feelings. “This sensation is so comforting… I just can’t hold back…”

“I don’t know why, but seeing Sam, I lose control over my sex desires… But… I really like it, I truly do…”

Sitting down with her back to Sam, Zoe slightly lifted her buttocks to better accommodate Sam’s angle, allowing him to more comfortably use his fingers to massage her.

“It’s okay, don’t worry. I won’t make it difficult for you. I just hope you can enjoy it too…” Her words, inviting and gentle.

As she spoke, Zoe removed Sam’s trousers and underwear, his already rock hard cock was instantly exposed.

At this moment, Zoe, in her utmost seductive allure, became the embodiment of sex desire, akin to a succubus’ incarnation.

She enticingly enveloped Sam’s cock with her lips, murmuring indistinctly, “Why should Sam be the only one to exert effort… I’ll also assist you well…”

“Don’t worry… You said it yourself, it’s normal. Really, such a normal thing… Right, Sam?”

Perhaps Sam had anticipated that Zoe would be impulsive, that she might be unable to restrain herself on such a night. Yet, he hadn’t foreseen it escalating to this extent.

He was once again reminded of the exaggerations within this game world, and crucially… this was far from any torment. It was, in fact… an unimaginable blessing.

Zoe’s tongue was remarkably dexterous, continuously kissing Sam’s cock. Although she often sneaked into Sam’s room at night, this time it was done openly.

Her heart swelled with immense satisfaction, eager to devote all her tenderness and love. Sam hadn’t expected to receive such a gift on the eve of his temporary departure from the metropolis.

The night was clear and star-filled. Yet, why did it feel like a tempest, as if a downpour was imminent?