UNDER HIS RULES

Not yet. Sam hadn’t reached his climax. He just didn’t want Beatrice to spend too much time playing there. Beatrice still needed adjustment, and he would make her accustomed to it later.

Beatrice’s small mouth engulfed him entirely. His member entered fully into her mouth. The combination of her slightly thin lips was perfect to provide him satisfaction through her mouth.

Seeing Beatrice still looking at him with a longing gaze, her lips open, seemingly given the task to suck, something rose within Beatrice. Sam could clearly see it in her eyes.

So what he did now was seize those parted lips in a kiss as passionate and as long as before. Where he also brought his body to fall on top of Beatrice’s. Adding a bit of weight with his body positioned right above her.

That kiss was met with fervent response. Whereas before, Beatrice only responded with gentle, cautious, and somewhat fearful rhythm, now? Sam found himself grinning in the midst of their passionate kiss. Not to mention, Beatrice’s body started moving erratically beneath him. Sam’s hands were not idle either. Beatrice’s occasionally brushing breasts became his next target.

He squeezed them gently, massaging them calculatedly, and when his fingers reached the erect nipples, he twisted them slightly. The sensation Sam felt was akin to plucking sweet cherries right from the source. As for Beatrice? It only made her more restless.

Sam released the kiss as he felt Beatrice needed a breath of fresh air. Her breaths were now more ragged. Sam didn’t give much pause as his current target was Beatrice’s two swollen breasts, yearning to be touched. Sam gave strong sucks to both nipples Beatrice had, just like a hungry baby seeking more nourishment.

“Ah!” A moan escaped Beatrice’s lips, unable to bear the treatment from Sam. Her head was spinning even more. Everything about Sam’s touches tonight left her helpless. Especially when she felt Sam’s member occasionally brushing against her inner thigh.

Even though it was still separated by her nightwear, Sam’s member could be strongly felt there.

“Like it?” Sam asked as he released his suction. He glanced briefly at Beatrice but focused closely on her chest, which had many red marks. A slight grin formed on Sam’s face as he succeeded in making this fair-skinned girl blush because of his actions. The contrasting colors were striking.

Beatrice didn’t know how to answer.

“This is just the beginning, Beatrice,” Sam chuckled. “I’m sure you’ll enjoy this part.” Without waiting for Beatrice’s consent, Sam moved down. With a swift motion, he quickly lowered Beatrice’s pants, leaving her astonished and furrowing her brow. What was Sam going to do? However, before she could get an answer, Beatrice knew what the man had in mind.

“Don’t!” she immediately protested, closing her thighs as Sam positioned himself there.

“Why?” Sam asked, still grinning. “I shouldn’t be the only one enjoying. You need to know what it feels like too.” Sam gently forced Beatrice’s thighs to open. They didn’t need to be too wide, but enough to make Beatrice completely vulnerable in front of him.

Sam’s eyes focused on the reddened lips surrounded by the neatly kept hair.

“Don’t, Sam,” Beatrice said, slightly panicked. She tried to cover that intimate part of her body that she considered highly private. Although Beatrice knew that Sam had seen it before. He had even played with it.

Sam disregarded her attempts. He pushed away her hands to ensure they wouldn’t interfere with the activity that he seemed to enjoy. He briefly caught the scent of Beatrice’s fragrance.

“Sam,” Beatrice whispered, frightened.

“Just relax. I won’t do anything weird.”

Despite his words, Sam casually ran his tongue along Beatrice’s member.

“Ah! Sam!” Beatrice moaned, unable to resist. The sensation coursing through her body overwhelmed her nerves. At the same time, the desire Beatrice felt continued to rise. She even lifted her body slightly, as the unfamiliar pleasure given by Sam this time was too intense.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The tip of Sam’s tongue moved gently but provided an extraordinary sensation for Beatrice. The hands that Sam had held back requested to be released. Sam granted her request. Unprepared for this, Beatrice’s hands instead stroked his head. As if by doing so, she could somewhat control what Sam was doing. Oh, Sam was going crazy. His licking, sucking, and devouring continued to rain upon Beatrice’s member, making its owner restless with moans.

“Sam!” Beatrice’s heart no longer knew its rhythm. Besides being loud, it was working extra hard because every sensitive spot that Sam touched aroused Beatrice’s desire perfectly. “Oh!”

Sam became even more enthusiastic in his actions. “Look at me, Beatrice.” Sam momentarily stopped his actions just to see Beatrice consumed by desire. Those dark eyes were so tempting, urging Sam to continue his activities. His chest rose and fell as he tried to breathe normally. Sam knew it. He intentionally sucked on his middle finger while Beatrice was still looking at him.

“Enjoy what I’m doing.” Sam gave a push, causing Beatrice to widen her eyes. The hand resting on the man’s shoulder pressed tightly, startled by Sam’s recent actions. “Relax, You. You’ll discover a sensation that will make you addicted.”

Still with his middle finger already entering Beatrice’s wetness, Sam resumed his attack with the tip of his tongue. The finger moved back and forth with perfect rhythm, and Sam’s licks were as gentle as possible.

“Sam!” Beatrice cried out, losing herself. “Sam, why does it feel…?” Beatrice couldn’t continue her words. She thought that by closing her eyes, the sensation coursing through her body would diminish. Unfortunately, with her eyes shut, the sensations Sam provided only intensified.

Sam didn’t want to respond. He became more enthusiastic about exploring Beatrice’s body in front of him.

“Oh!” Beatrice moaned, feeling dizzy. Her grip on Sam’s hair tightened. This also made Sam unable to resist. He immediately leaned in and captured Beatrice’s recently opened lips, while his fingers continued their motions there.

This time, the kisses Sam gave were quick and filled with desire. Beatrice was frustrated by everything she had just experienced and received from Sam. She responded with equal fervor, using the palm of her hand to keep Sam from moving away.

“Samuel!” Beatrice finally screamed when Sam felt the strong pull inside her. He could sense it with his fingers. Their foreheads pressed against each other, and Beatrice was truly breathless. Her face turned red, and even though her eyes looked hazy, traces of desire remained.

It was the moment Sam had been waiting for. Beatrice reached her climax.

“Was it good?”

Beatrice didn’t know what to say. She hadn’t found the right words to describe what she had just experienced.

“Can I touch you directly with my own, Beatrice?”

The girl blinked slowly. Her brain quickly processed Sam’s words. What she guarded, if she allowed it, would never be the same again. But it was Sam who was asking. There was no aggression or fear in his demeanor, and his gaze couldn’t deceive Beatrice.

There was sincerity from Sam towards her.

Although he appeared rough and indifferent, Beatrice knew that Sam had a gentle heart. So, what Beatrice did was touch Sam’s face. Though her hand trembled slightly, she tried to reach out and pulled Sam closer, just to whisper softly.

“Yes.”

“I’m serious.” Sam backed away slightly. “Can I touch you now?”

Beatrice gave a small nod.

“You won’t regret it?”

Beatrice swallowed nervously. Despite that, her resolve was firm. “As long as you’re the one doing it, I don’t mind.”

“What if I become addicted to your taste?” Sam chuckled. “I won’t hesitate to ask for it anywhere.”

Beatrice stared intently at Sam. “Just make sure of one thing, Sam.”

“What?”

“Only me. No other women after this.”

Sam fell silent.

“I don’t want you with other women. Just me. Wherever you want, I’ll give myself to you. But no one should see us in a relationship.”

The corner of Sam’s lips lifted. “I can’t let anyone else see your body like this.” He touched Beatrice’s blushing cheek again. Slightly leaning down, he gave her a brief kiss. This time, it was short. “I won’t be with any other woman. Only you.”

“Promises made on the bed are usually full of lies, Sam.” Beatrice tried to laugh. “Can I trust you?”

Sam laughed in response. “Isn’t the tattoo enough to make you realize who I want by my side?”

Beatrice glanced at Sam’s chest, where a tattoo similar to hers was located.

“Just you. It means I want you. No one else.”

A wide smile spread across Beatrice’s face.

“So, can I continue?”

Beatrice gently bit her lower lip and nodded as a sign of agreement.

“You were daydreaming, huh?” Sam asked with a puzzled frown. Apparently, Beatrice hadn’t heard him talking all this time? Oh my, what had gotten into her?

“Yes?”

Sam slowly moved the tray with an empty plate to the bedside table. His eyes occasionally glanced at Beatrice, who seemed strange. Then, in one swift motion, he lifted Beatrice’s body to sit on his lap, causing the girl to scream in surprise. “Sam!” she exclaimed, hitting Sam’s shoulder.

“What were you thinking about?” Sam chuckled. He pulled the girl closer, enveloping her in his arms.

“Nothing.”

“Nothing, yet your face is all red, Beatrice.”

Beatrice turned her face away. The air surrounding her body felt incredibly hot, not because Sam’s body was still bare. After a night filled with moans and cries from both of them, Sam approached Beatrice without bothering to cover his body, even though he only wore a thin shirt.

“Tell me what you were thinking earlier,” Sam whispered as softly as possible. “Don’t let me find out on my own and render you helpless.”

Beatrice bit her lip, feeling nervous.

“Remember last night?”

She couldn’t escape this question. “Fine, I’m going to help Ute,” Beatrice said, pushing Sam’s body slightly to create some distance. But unfortunately, Sam didn’t allow Beatrice to move away. Instead, he held her tighter.

“You’re not assigned to help Ute.” Sam chuckled. “Tell me if you remember what happened last night.”

“N-no.”

“Alright, it’s fine.” Sam lifted Beatrice’s chin. “Are you still in pain?”

Beatrice lowered her head even further.

“Answer me, Beatrice.” Sam couldn’t resist anymore, but seeing Beatrice so adorable in her embarrassment made him exercise some patience.

“It was just this morning when I peed,” Beatrice honestly confessed.

“I’ll take care of it.”

Beatrice blinked softly. “Is that possible?”

“It is.” A faint grin appeared on Sam’s lips.

“How?”

Beatrice truly didn’t understand where Sam was going with his words. However, as soon as she realized that her body was once again lying helpless under Sam’s grasp, she realized that what they had done the previous night would be repeated.

“With my mouth. It’ll heal.”

“Yeah, right.” Beatrice laughed, but her laughter was silenced by a slow, burning kiss from Sam.

“Can we do it again?”

Could Beatrice refuse?

“From today onward, I want you to stay with me in this room. You can’t leave at all.”

Beatrice was taken aback.

“I’ll teach you how to satisfy me.”

Beatrice’s heart started to beat faster.

“Last night you were on the bottom, right? This time, you’ll be on top. I’ll teach you how so you’ll know, you can take control over me.”

Beatrice didn’t know what to say.

“You want to, right?”