Samer bowed his head, then looked up at the ceiling, and then spoke to me. I could hardly meet his eyes staring at me.
“It’s like you’re asking me to die right now.” Samer said.
“Come on, don’t be so dramatic, that’s so unlike you!”
“Do you really want me to die?”
He sounded so serious, and it scared me, but he wouldn’t do anything stupid, right? What about Ameera and Khaleel?
I burst into laughter and hugged him tightly. “It was just a joke, you can’t take a joke!” He looked at me angrily, as if he wanted to hurt me, but he couldn’t. “I love you so, so, so much,” I said to him, and I hugged him tightly.
Since Samer arrived, he didn’t let me rest. The idiot was so eager to be with me again. If only he didn’t go back to his country, we could have reconciled a month ago!
At first, I felt shy about the things we were doing, but after a few hours, I started to enjoy it too. Of course, I’m weak. I just needed to get used to the fact that our relationship has indeed changed.
“Is it really okay with Kate that the kids are there?” I asked him about his children after we had breakfast.
“Of course, don’t worry about the kids. Just focus on me,” Samer said.
“Oh, really? Am I your baby?” I teased him, but it seemed he didn’t like what I said. He suddenly fell silent and glared at me. “Did I say something wrong?” I asked Samer.
“You said you love me, and then you asked me if I see you as my baby. What are we really?” He asked.
I wanted to burst into laughter because his reaction was amusing. “Friends with benefits?” I joked again, and his face turned almost red.
“What’s wrong with you?” His voice raised.
“Are you mad at me?” I asked Samer because it’s rare for him to raise his voice when talking to me. Normally, he’s calm, except when we’re discussing work-related matters.
“Shouldn’t I be?” Samer asked.
I raised an eyebrow because it’s obvious that I was just joking earlier. He’s naturally playful, so he was surprised that I didn’t seem used to it.
“Of course not! I was just kidding. You’re so serious. If I didn’t love you, I would have taken you up on that offer earlier.” I said, which made him smile.
“Come here,” he said and hugged me tightly.
I squealed slightly, afraid he might think I’m too flirtatious, even though it’s true. Of course, this is probably my last trip, and if I mess things up with Samer, it looks like I have no hope left.
“You just want to get another round in,” I jokingly said, and when he lowered his face towards me, I expected him to kiss me, but he didn’t!
“Don’t you want to?” He asked me softly.
“Of course, I do!” I said and immediately showed him that I do want another round by biting his lower lip.
Samer didn’t miss the opportunity to prove once again how much he loves me. No holding back, he started to work to please me. I was expecting direct intimacy between us since we’ve done it multiple times before.
But, it was just another scam, and I fell for the wrong assumptions again!
“Don’t do that,” I tried to push his head away from my private parts.
It tickled what he was doing. Every flick of his tongue was like I was being carried away with pleasure.
“Sam…” I repeatedly called his name as he pleasured me.
He just groaned in response to my calls, and when he groaned, his voice vibrated towards my womb. I accidentally pulled his hair because of how good he was.
Maybe Samer felt that I was close to reaching the peak of pleasure, so he slid his tongue upwards. When his mouth reached my breasts, he immediately captured one of them. Again, I was left gasping for air, feeling like I was about to faint from the pleasure when he suddenly entered me.
Although I expected his entry, I still wasn’t prepared for the sensation of his hardness. When he started moving in and out of me, Sam’s back was full of scratches.
“Sam… now, please.” I begged him, asking to reach the peak of pleasure together.
He agreed, so he hastened his movements on top of me.
I clung tightly to his body as he took me to the highest point. We floated up there for a few moments, and when it was time to come back down, we were both gasping for breath.
“I think we need to rest for a while,” I suggested to him.
Since he arrived, I almost couldn’t eat. Of course, I’m just human and get tired too.
“Yes, we will do that. You drained my energy, Jamie,” Samer said to me.
“Is it my fault? Wow, you’re so thick-skinned. You’re the one who can’t sit still because of how beautiful I am,” I teased him.
The surroundings were already dark when we woke up. Our bodies were exhausted, so we didn’t have a chance to have lunch. When I looked at him, he looked so stressed.
“You look like a mess,” I said to him.
“You think you’re so beautiful, look at yourself in the mirror.” Samer retorted, but I think I already know what he wants to imply.
From the beginning, I knew what I looked like when I lack sleep. It’s simple, like hmmm, I look like a panda. Or maybe my eyes look like they were punched by a boxer. Dark circles are real for me when I don’t get enough sleep.
I wrinkled my nose as he left me staring blankly and went inside the bathroom ahead of me. All I needed was a shower, and voila, my charm would return.
“Hey, wait for me!” Samer called as I was about to enter the bathroom.
“Hurry up, you’re so slow, like a turtle.” I said to Samer, but before I let him enter the bathroom, I gave him a condition. “Don’t come inside, okay?” When he nodded, he seemed pleased.
“I’ll just withdraw it, don’t worry,” he replied softly.
“Hey, that’s not what I meant,” I complained about what he said, even though it was related to our previous topic.