The temperature in the room rapidly rose, discarded clothes were thrown under the sofa one after another, and soon the sofa began to creak, mixed with heavy gasps, creating an atmosphere of utter shame.
Sam Noah somehow found a blanket, and at this moment, the two lay on the sofa, covered by the blanket, not wanting to get up for a while.
Thelma felt weak all over; even after a long time, her legs were still trembling. Yet Sam Noah remained energetic, even able to carry her into the bathroom for a shower.
Thelma had originally worried that she might have gone a bit overboard, making such a fuss as soon as she saw him, squeezing him so much that she might exhaust him. But now, seeing him, she realized she had overthought it; his body was truly abnormally good, almost like he had a perpetual motion machine. She didn’t know if it was because he had been pent up for so many years, but every time they did it, it was an uncontrollable affair.
“How good is the soundproofing in your office?” She had just called out quite loudly, and her voice was still a bit hoarse.
He held her, kissed her cheek, and said, “The soundproofing is very good, don’t worry.”
Thelma finally breathed a sigh of relief. After doing this for so long, she felt a bit tired and planned to close her eyes to rest for a while. However, she suddenly thought of something, sat up abruptly from the sofa, and hurriedly started putting her clothes back on.
“Oh no, oh no, the child hasn’t been picked up yet.” She had been so focused on her own pleasure that she had completely forgotten about the child; she really should be scolded.
Unlike her flustered state, Mr. Sam calmly put on his pants, saying to her as he dressed, “If it’s past six and the child hasn’t returned, someone will come to pick them up.”
Only then did Thelma breathe a sigh of relief. Turning her head, she saw the man unhurriedly dressing, and compared to her haphazardly putting on her clothes, she felt a sudden displeasure, “Isn’t it all because of you?” They had to do it for so long.
Sam Noah: “???”
Was this woman really so quick to forget her benefactor?
Sam Noah stepped closer to her, asking, “Who was it that said they missed me and wanted to sleep with me? Who said they just had to have me? Who was it that took the initiative to unbutton my shirt? After devouring me completely, you turn around and blame me? You were just shouting so loudly, and now you’re criticizing me; are you really that heartless?”
He had only put on his pants, his upper body still bare, but his aura was too strong, and the sight of him without clothes was infuriatingly handsome. Thelma felt herself being pushed back step by step, but she didn’t want to lose face in front of him, nor did she want to be forced into a shy and timid state that would make him laugh at her. So she simply lunged forward, hugging him tightly, then looked up at him with a face that said it was only natural, “Anyway, it’s your fault for being so good-looking.”
She really knew how to cause trouble, but Mr. Sam was very self-aware. He knew that her unreasonable behavior was all because he had spoiled her, so he leisurely watched her act spoiled, feeling that this was also a kind of enjoyment.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and teased, “So it’s just because I’m handsome? What if I run into someone even more handsome in the future? Wouldn’t you just kick me aside?”
Thelma didn’t expect Mr. Sam to say such a thing. What did he mean by kicking him aside if he met someone more handsome? How could such a confident Mr. Sam have such thoughts?
Thelma couldn’t help but chuckle, her eyes curving into beautiful crescents. “Of course not! You are the one and only Mr. Sam in this world. Even if someone is more handsome, they are not you. I will only love you in this lifetime; you are my only male idol.”
Sam Noah: “…”
Just a moment ago, she was teasing him, and now she was sweet-talking him. This little thing really knew how to stir his heart at all times.
Sam Noah felt something in his body swell, but it felt good. He seemed to have something to say, but the joy caught in his throat made it hard to express. So, he simply held her tighter and tilted his head to kiss her lips.
A lingering, affectionate kiss, filled with the gentle tenderness of spring rain.
Before long, Thelma was left dazed by his kiss. She cursed this man in her heart for being so intoxicating; she might not get home until very late tonight.
Thelma initially thought that the matter between Mira and Jones Calvin had come to an end, and that after Jones Calvin’s visit to the police station, he wouldn’t come to harass Mira again.
