"Are you crazy?"
"What’s wrong, sis~ It was you who told to et Sam in the first place~"
"But... I never said you could hug him! What on earth are you doing!"
In the quiet room, the young girl’s face was slightly flushed as she curled up in her blanket, whispering in a hushed voice.
Her legs were curled up, seemingly in a sleeping position that craved a sense of security, even clinging tightly to her blanket.
However, she wasn’t asleep. She was still talking. What made it slightly eerie was that she was alone in the room, yet engaging in conversation, including expressive facial reactions.
If this were an act, there’s no doubt she’d be crowned with the world’s highest awards at this mont.
Unfortunately, this wasn’t an act.
"Just a hug... to thank Sam, you know. He helped out so much today, thanking Sam like that shouldn’t be a problem, right?"
Sophia explained this way to Sophie.
If it weren’t for the fear of being labeled crazy by the girl next door, Sophie would have already burst into expletives.
At this mont, she could only bear with her tone, lowering her voice but unable to suppress the embarrassed fury within.
"Do you have to thank him like that? Did you just fall head over heels for him at a glance!" Sophie said, clearly annoyed.
Of course, she knew what was happening outside. When her sister showed up, she wasn’t in a deep sleep. Instead, she had chosen to do so, rely losing control of her body and temporarily her sight.
But her hearing and touch were unaffected.
So, she imdiately figured out that her unreliable sister had actually done sothing like this.
It was simply... She couldn’t think of the right words, nor could she say her sister was dreadful, right? Nor could she bla Sam, who was hugged passively... but it was just very annoying, feeling as if she had hugged Sam herself.
She hugged Sam?
That question alone was problematic, sothing the Sophie would never dare to contemplate.
She felt there was no way sothing like that could happen, yet... it did happen. Even though it was her sister who did it, why didn’t she intervene at that mont?
She had sensed it beforehand...
"But Sam is really handso~ And he looked even more so when he was helping us! Don’t you think he exudes a manly vibe? Plus, he did it for you!"
Sophie indeed recalled that mont.
She warned herself not to let such incidents disrupt her principles.
Yet, Sophie couldn’t help but think back to the mont when Sam appeared just in ti, preventing her from getting hurt, and even calmly assessed the situation, taking care of everything afterwards...
Sophie knew this was the kind of clichéd hero-saves-the-damsel scenario often found in novels.
She didn’t like such plots, but why did it feel different when it happened to her?
"What do you an ’for ’... It’s just that he has a sense of justice and certain abilities... Are you overreacting?"
"Why would it be an overreaction? You didn’t stop either, right? You must have felt what I was about to do. Deep down, you were looking forward to such an opportunity, weren’t you?"
"What do you an ’looking forward to it’! There’s no such thing. I just didn’t react in ti!"
"Eh~~~ Insincere Sophie is so cute~"
"Ah ah ah ah... Stop talking, I’m so annoyed!!"
"Aiya~ I wonder what Sam is thinking now? After being hugged like that by you, he must be too restless to sleep all night."
"I’ve said it wasn’t who hugged him, it was you! You were the one who hugged him!!"
Sophie, her face flushed and ears red from the accusation, hid under her blanket, not knowing what to say anymore. It seed like anything she said would co off as an excuse. Find exclusive stories on .Côm
She had no idea how to face Sam tomorrow.
Just... what was he doing now?
Would he be suffering from insomnia because of that hug?
...
"It’s so late already, aren’t you going to bed?"
At this mont, Sam was sitting on the edge of the bed, breathing lightly, looking helplessly at the disheveled mature woman on the ssy bed.
Alice hadn’t left yet, as if the joy of their monts together hadn’t fully faded.
She seed to be savoring the recent experience.
It’s undeniable... Sam’s competence was impressive, he was very dedicated in that ’lesson.’
Alice experienced what could only be described as a delightful sensation.
There were monts when she almost thought she was ascending to heaven, reaching the pinnacle of bliss, a feeling too wonderful for words.
The more ti they spent together, the more Alice had to admit that Sam kept surprising her.
He could improve his academic performance in such a short ti, could decipher her secrets, and even seed completely immune to hypnosis.
Not to ntion his inherent, unique charm.
What initially felt like a playful affection had transford into a lethal vortex, pulling at Alice’s consciousness, from which she couldn’t escape, nor did she seem particularly determined to do so.
Rather than say their mutual attraction was pulling them closer,
It was more accurate to say that this was just the kind of person Alice was.
Craving excitent, desiring to be conquered.
She sighed softly, pulling down her rolled-up skirt to cover her vagina.
Alice looked at Sam.
"Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. Did you think I would just stick around and not leave? I’m not that clingy."
Hearing Alice’s words, Sam couldn’t help but laugh.
Then he turned his gaze to this enchanting and alluring young teacher, full of charm.
"Are you really not clingy? Then why did you seem so imrsed just now, even covering my face with your love juice?"
"Go to hell, Sam!!"
Instantly, Alice’s cheeks flushed red, and she swung her fists at Sam.
Of course, they lacked any real harm, and the result was Sam catching her hands and pulling her into his embrace.
It wasn’t intentional; it’s just... Alice truly had no strength left, not at the mont anyway. The previous monts of intimacy had exhausted her.
Alice felt very secure in Sam’s arms, especially since he slled good, not from using any special perfu, but as if his natural scent was already uniquely appealing.
"That’s enough now, if you’re thinking of another round at this ti, you really won’t be able to go back," Sam teased.
Alice adjusted her position, not leaving but settling more comfortably in Sam’s embrace, letting her long hair tickle his neck and chest.
She gently held onto Sam’s arm, then squinted her eyes.
"Don’t worry, I don’t have that intention for now... Your cock is just too big, and it lasts for a long ti. My mouth is even getting sore from it."
Sam pondered for a mont.
"Well, what can I do? Is it wrong for a man to be powerful? It’s your fault for not letting insert my cock into your cunt."
Sam recalled the situation, not feeling regretful, but rather teasing Alice.
There was indeed a mont earlier when Sam wanted to have real intercourse with Alice. Perhaps it was the experience Angel had given him that fueled his desires even more.
Alice rolled her eyes.
"I didn’t say it wasn’t allowed, but if you really want to making love with ... you’ll need to commit to , give up your so-called ’harem’ and that heiress. What can I do if you can’t make that choice?"
Indeed.
At that point, Alice could still clearly see her goal, which Sam found quite amazing, perhaps due to her fundantally strong character.
Sam slightly bowed his head, resting his chin on Alice’s head.
"Teacher, I need to take a day off tomorrow."
"What do you have going on tomorrow that you need a day off?" Alice asked softly.
Of course, Sam couldn’t tell her the truth.
He shrugged.
"Personal matters. I’ve made a promise to soone, and I can’t go back on my word. I’ll be back before dark, so it shouldn’t take too long."
Alice sighed. "It’s to help a woman, isn’t it?"
"What kind of person do you take for? I have my own life, and of course, I have so matters to attend to."
His response wasn’t a full denial.
A bit of verbal maneuvering.
Alice wasn’t keen on agreeing, but it was hard to refuse just after their intimate mont.
She said reluctantly, "Fine, be safe, and rember to co back before evening, or I’ll call the police."
"Call the police? Really?"
"What else? What if so bad woman takes you away?"
"Honestly, Teacher Alice, you seem more like the bad woman."
That was indeed one of the few truths Sam had spoken.
Alice, who had been stroking Sam’s thigh, suddenly gripped his cock tightly.
"I’m the bad woman?"
Feeling threatened, Sam imdiately tightened his embrace on the woman in his arms.
"No, no, no, Teacher Alice is the best teacher I’ve ever had. I’m the bad student, yes, that’s right."
"Hmph, you’re definitely a bad student... a terribly bad student."
Alice said this without struggling, just comfortably closing her eyes in Sam’s embrace.
She really wanted to fall asleep like that.
Why couldn’t such an embrace belong solely to her?
A treasure right before her eyes... how could she just hand it over to soone else? Even the thought of sharing felt reluctantly hard...
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