The Return of the Cannon Fodder Trillion Heiress - Chapter 190

Chapter 190: Chapter 190 Who’s Seducing Who?
Luke’s reaction to Dave’s behavior wasn’t one of anger but rather amusement. A smile adorned Luke’s lips as his eyebrows raised inquisitively. “Oh, really? No mischief with Miss Ainsley or any troublemaking?” Luke posed another question, subtly probing to see if Dave was being genuine or if his actions were a façade, intending to catch him in any potential falsehoods.

“What trouble do you think I intended? I was completely knocked out, man! If I didn’t know any better, I’d think that cocktail had some serious knockout drops in it!” Dave maintained his act of indignation without breaking character. However, beneath the facade, he was genuinely troubled. Waking up next to Hera was unexpected, and it stirred conflicting emotions within him. Had it been another woman, he might have been ridden and they might have embraced the opportunity without hesitation. But with Hera, he found himself torn between feeling fortunate that she wasn’t that type of person or disheartened by the possibility that he didn’t appeal to her enough for her to make a move.

Indeed, Dave was genuinely aggrieved, though he found it challenging to pinpoint the source of his frustration. Subconsciously, he scratched the back of his head in a gesture of vexation, every movement scrutinized by Luke like a vigilant eagle. As Luke failed to detect any deception in Dave’s demeanor, his expression softened, and the tension in his muscles eased. Luke harbored concerns not only for Hera’s well-being but also for safeguarding her from Dave’s potentially negative influence, fearing that his questionable behavior might taint her with undesirable habits or influences.

Following their conversation, before Luke made his way back to his own room. “You should settle in the guest room for the night. Since you’re familiar with the layout, there’s no need for a tour. Just make yourself at home and get some rest.” With that said, he retired for the night, mindful of an early meeting looming just a few hours away. Despite the late hour, Luke took a moment to respond to texts from Zhane, Rafael, and Xavier, briefly recounting Dave’s revelations before powering down his phone for the night.

Meanwhile, Dave, having washed up and settled onto the bed, retrieved the bottle of pills, his gaze fixated on it for an extended moment. His mind wandered to Hera’s enchanting figure, her effortlessly seductive demeanor etched vividly in his thoughts. Each of her gestures seemed to awaken a beast within him. He recalled the sensation of her softness beneath his touch, particularly the moment he awoke to find his hand resting atop her breast, igniting a fiery heat within him akin to molten magma coursing through his veins.

His throat tightened as he recalled the intoxicating scent of Hera lingering in the air. Despite his attempts to appear nonchalant and mischievous, he couldn’t deny the profound effect she had on him. Even when she wasn’t actively trying to seduce him, he found himself irresistibly drawn to her, his desire mounting to an undeniable intensity. So compelling was her allure that he entertained the idea of succumbing to her advances, even when he suspected it might be part of Hera’s own scheme.

The mere thought of Hera lying beneath him caused his already hardened member to twitch uncomfortably beneath his robe, creating a tent that he couldn’t conceal. Before stepping out, he had taken a cold shower in a futile attempt to banish the lingering thoughts from his time with Hera. Aware of his friends’ shared interest in Hera, he had resolved to distance himself from the situation, knowing it would only complicate matters. Yet, like a moth drawn to a flame, he found himself irresistibly pulled towards her, despite the inevitable consequences. Entranced by her allure, he became ensnared in a cycle of desire, unable to resist the mesmerizing sway of the fire before him.

‘Oh! I was so close to making a move earlier. I never imagined that breasts could feel so soft and comforting,’ he mused silently to himself. As he brought the pill bottle close to his lips, it was almost as if he hoped to capture Hera’s scent lingering on it, a subtle reminder of their recent closeness when she had handed it to him.

Unbeknownst to Dave, as he was entranced by Hera’s image, he found himself unwittingly engaging in self-stimulation, he was already starting to stoke himself pretty good. His throat grew as dry as the desert, and the once-tamed heat that he had managed to suppress earlier returned with a vengeance, hitting him with overwhelming force.

He clutched the bottle tightly, his breaths turning ragged as he bit down on his lip to stifle any sound. A surge of nervousness washed over him as he recognized his actions, yet there was an undeniable exhilaration coursing through him. It dawned on him why Luke had been so anxious to whisk him away from Hera’s place earlier. Even he couldn’t trust his own impulses around her now. It felt as though he teetered on the edge, uncertain whether he would succumb to the temptation to seduce Hera or be ensnared by her allure, even when she wasn’t doing anything.

“Damn it!” Dave exclaimed, his breaths coming in heavy pants as he intensified the pace of his hand stroking his shaft. A tingling sensation surged through his scalp, while his gums began to feel oddly ticklish, as if tiny nerves inside his mouth were stirring.

After over half an hour, he sensed himself nearing climax. His toes curled against the bedsheets, and he gasped for air as streams of his cum arched through the air, splattering onto his exposed abdomen and the open folds of his robe. “Damn! That was intense!” he exclaimed between gasps, his chest heaving violently. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead, his back slick with perspiration.

However, despite the intensity of his release, he remained as hard as a rock, caught between amusement and frustration. His arm felt as if it might detach from his body after the vigorous stroking session that had begun almost from the outset. Unsure if he could endure more, his member still throbbed with eager anticipation for another round. After a brief rest, he discreetly stowed the pill bottle in his coat and retreated to the bathroom for another half-hour cold shower, repeating a mantra to himself. “I’m not a mindless beast; I will follow the proper courting procedure before even considering intimacy.” With these words echoing in his mind, he sought to regain control of his desires.