Chapter 85

A kiss he had been holding back since the moment his eyes were filled with the seductive figure of Beatrice. A kiss he wouldn't release until he fulfilled his biggest desire for Beatrice. Sam knew Beatrice wouldn't refuse him. In fact, she would gladly accept it.

Just like now.

Responding to every movement Sam made on every corner of Beatrice's lips. The gentle caresses gradually became more intense. The kisses that initially stirred the heart were now filled with desire. The small bites Sam gave to ease his access to explore Beatrice's mouth were welcomed. Intertwining. Drenching each other. Growing closer, not wanting to be separated.

Beatrice's hand was already draped around Sam's neck, while Sam's other hand was already roaming. Untying Beatrice's hair. Letting her long hair cascade messily in the wind. You see, according to Sam, Beatrice's appearance like that truly heightened his adrenaline.

"You know, Beatrice," Sam said at the end of their passionate