Chapter 87

Beatrice nodded faintly. She slowly removed the coverings on her intimate area, intentionally inviting Sam to come closer. And because of that, Sam looked at her with intense desire.

"You're really teasing, aren't you?" Sam moistened his lips. The sound of the buckle opening and the buttons on his pants, which he was still wearing, made Beatrice swallow her saliva. His now liberated member stood erect.

"You're not planning on turning on the lights? It's dark," Beatrice played with the ends of her long hair. Swearing for anything, Beatrice wanted to curse herself. How could she act like a seductive mistress of a powerful man?

"For what?" Sam was already prepared to crawl closer to Beatrice.

"Don't you want to see me more clearly?"

Sam pulled the corners of his lips in delight. "I won't miss that." Eagerly, he approached the bedside lamp switch to dim the atmosphere. What Beatrice said earlier was true; after the light filled the room, the girl's figure b