Chapter 70

Samantha rolled her eyes again. She knew Daniel would tease her over and over again about what he just heard, and it'd be annoying. Therefore, in an attempt to avoid becoming angry over a trivial matter, Samantha chose to ignore Daniel's comment and began to walk away. But she had only taken a couple of steps when Daniel took her hand and pulled her back, making their bodies clash with each other, her back on Daniel’s chest.

With her eyes widening, Samantha looked up to gaze at Daniel, her eyes sharp. “Let go of me, Daniel.”

Daniel was still grinning. “You still haven’t learned your lesson, do you? We’ve been through this more than a couple of times already, yet you still keep on doing it. You know Samantha, your resistance fuels my desire to tease you more.”

“And do you expect me to just stay still and let you do whatever you want with me?”

“What’s wrong with letting me do whatever I want with you? You love it anyway.”

“I—”

“Don’t tell me you’re going back to denying it,” Daniel quickly said, interrupting her and making her unable to complete her sentence. “No way. You can’t take back your words, Sammy.”

Samantha rolled her eyes. “Who the hell said I was taking back my words? And I'm not denying anything. I have not even said anything yet.” Of course, that was a lie. Out of habit and annoyance, Samantha was really about to deny Daniel’s remarks. For a moment, she had forgotten that she had already confessed that she was just as crazy as him when it came to sex. So she was actually quite grateful for Daniel's interruption, which saved her from losing face and potential embarrassment, though she would never say it upfront.

“Could you let go of me first? This is uncomfortable,” Samantha complained, but Daniel ignored her and suddenly carried her in a princess style instead, and before she realized it, Daniel was seated on the sofa with her, sideways on his lap.

“What are you doing?” Samantha asked with a scowl. “Is there something wrong with your hearing? I told you to let go of me, not carry me here.” She then tried to get out of his lap and stand up, but Daniel was quick to wrap his set of arms around her waist, causing Samantha to glare at him. And in what Samantha thought was a warning and dangerous tone, she said, “Let go of me, Daniel.”

But again, Daniel did not listen to her. “I already told you: your resistance just fires me to tease you even more.” He then tightened his arms around her waist, pulling Samantha’s body closer to him until her body hit her chest. It was then that Samantha felt something poking at her legs.

Samantha exhaled sharply at that feeling as her eyes widened.

Daniel met her eyes, and a lascivious grin appeared on his face. “You felt it?”

“Why the fuck are you hard?” Samantha mumbled in a surprised tone, causing Daniel’s grin to grow wider.

“Why do you sound so surprised? Wasn’t you already aware that even a deadly glare from you could turn me on?”Then, in an instant, Daniel’s grin disappeared and his face turned serious instead. Honestly, Samantha should be creeped out at how Daniel’s emotions and facial expression could easily change. But she wasn’t feeling that. Her body actually turned heated, making Samantha want to curse. “And it only got worse when I wasn’t able to see you in three days.” Daniel's voice was grave when he said that. He then added, his voice now husky, “That was pure torture for me, Samantha.”

The atmosphere around them turned heavy and intimate in an instant. Samantha couldn't help but gulp a couple of times. Daniel's voice was already alluring, but the way he was rubbing the tip of his nose and his lips on Samantha's shoulder and slightly sniffing her hair made him even more seductive, which was affecting Samantha's body and turning her on.

As if on cue, the desire that Samantha had been holding back for the last three days came alive and became even stronger.

Just like Daniel, the three days that they were not seeing and fucking each other have also been torture for Samantha. Every night, she would remember all the things that they did. Even if she doesn't want to, and even if she was trying to avert her attention to other things, she would still end up remembering Daniel's touch and kisses, and even the way he thrusts his cock inside her pussy—she remembered it all. The memories of their everyday fucking were so persistent, making her restless, which also led to not being able to sleep well every night.

“How about you? How were you these past three days?” That question coming from Daniel took Samantha’s attention again and made her stop thinking about her sex troubles during the past few days. Daniel was now looking straight into her eyes. And from her waist, one of Daniel’s hands went to caress Samantha’s cheeks, which made her exhale roughly again, and asked another question, “Were you doing fine? Or were you also troubled like me? Were you able to sleep peacefully every night, or did you feel like you couldn’t go on without touching yourself while remembering how I fucked you? And when I called you and asked you to meet this morning, did you feel any excitement? Did you also anticipate that this meeting would turn into a night filled with sex? Because I did, Samantha. I've been holding back, and now that I've seen you and held you, I don't think I could do any more fucking holding back.”

Samantha could see the lust in Daniel’s eyes. She could also feel the sexual heat coming from his body, and the greatest testament to that was his manhood still poking through her legs. And when her eyes landed on Daniel’s lips, Samantha felt like her throat had dried even more, and she gulped repeatedly again.

She wanted to kiss him, and she wanted him to bite her lips like he always does. She wanted him to tongue-fuck her and make her breathless.

“The food... you’re cooking...” Samantha said in a slurry voice, her gaze remaining on Daniel’s lips. She attempted to not look and sound like she was also starving from sex, but that was futile. Because Daniel could see through her.

From her cheeks, Daniel’s hand went to Samantha's lips and sensually rubbed them with his fingers before they went down to her clavicle, playfully and seductively caressing it. He then said, “It’ll take a few more minutes for it to be cooked. So while waiting, why don’t we entertain ourselves by fucking each other’s brains out?”

Samantha did not respond to Daniel. She just gazed into his eyes, as if she were reading something in them. After a few seconds of looking, Samantha's lips fell on Daniel's, startling him at first but still responding after a few milliseconds.