Please Don’t Sponsor the Guide - Chapter 111

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Adrien pulled back her lips, her crimson eyes hazy, and spoke. Samuel stripped off Adrien’s jacket, then instead of unbuttoning her shirt, slipped both hands inside.

“Ngh…!”

A massive surge of Guiding poured from Samuel’s hands gripping her chest. Adrien’s chin lifted involuntarily.

Satisfied with the reaction, Samuel began to slowly massage Adrien’s chest. He traced circles with his palm, then rubbed the tips gently with his thumbs, kneading the whole chest. Adrien couldn’t keep her senses together, the ticklish rise of pleasure mixed with the ecstasy of Guiding.

Samuel softly bit Adrien’s lips, which had only just managed to swallow a moan. It was a tender kiss, as if soothing her swollen lips. Samuel lingered on her lips, handling them like something precious, then pushed inside.

His tongue felt like a mass of pure Guiding. Adrien trembled involuntarily, clutching Samuel’s clothes tightly.

The hand on her chest slid slowly downward, tracing the curve of her torso with blatant intent. That same hand slipped behind her, kneading her b******s over her trousers. Her s*x parted and pressed together with the motion, rubbing against itself. A light pleasure made Adrien move her hips instinctively.

Samuel simply unfastened Adrien’s pants and slipped his hand inside. Adrien’s already slick s*x slid over Samuel’s fingers.

“Ah…!”

Adrien couldn’t hold back a cry. Samuel’s fingers began to trace lightly over Adrien’s dripping entrance, like a feather. The tickling sensation only made her more desperate.

Samuel pressed hot, wet kisses to her ear, then licked it in one stroke.

“Hngh!”

Her lower body was so wet it squelched. Adrien rocked her hips, rubbing herself against Samuel’s hand. Samuel, who had been teasing her entrance with his middle finger, lightly brushed Adrien’s c**t with his thumb. Adrien couldn’t help but jolt.

“Hah…!”

The armrest of the sofa, which she’d been gripping to hold back her desire, cracked under her hand.

From her c**t, a heat like molten lava spread, and the unique pleasure of Guiding rained down like stars. She couldn’t gather her thoughts.

She only wanted more. If she could pack this Guiding into her body until the moment she died—if she could just be connected to Samuel—she felt she could do anything.

The intensity and pace of the touch on her c**t increased. Every time it was pressed and kneaded under Samuel’s firm hand, a searing pleasure shot through her.

Samuel suddenly pushed the finger teasing her entrance deep inside. Adrien flinched, tightening, then relaxed—allowing a second finger to enter.

It felt like having dense Guiding shoved directly into her body. Adrien finally let her head fall against Samuel’s shoulder.

Samuel began to stroke her c**t and inner walls simultaneously. The wet, squelching sound was obscene. Adrien’s legs grew tense, her toes curling.

When Samuel’s hand pressed a particular spot, Adrien’s belly clenched tight. It was the point where the root of her c**t extended deep into her inner wall.

Samuel began to stimulate her c**t—from root to tip—with his large hand.

“Nngh—ngh…!”

“Commander.”

Adrien threw her arms around Samuel’s neck, pulling him close. Samuel, who had been scattering small kisses across her face, smiled languidly.

“You’re burning hot inside.”

Was it just her imagination, or did even Samuel’s low voice seem tinged with Guiding? The tingling sensation was racing toward its peak. Adrien felt her lower body tense up.

The pleasure that had been surging broke like a wave. Her walls began to contract and release, clenching around Samuel’s fingers.

After stroking Adrien’s s*x gently, as if soothing it, Samuel kissed her and began stripping off his own clothes. In an instant, he was bare. He lifted Adrien onto the long rectangular table in front of the sofa and pulled off her trousers and underwear.

Cool air touched her soaking wet lower body, sending a chill through her. Adrien instinctively pressed her legs together—but Samuel parted them with his knees and pushed in.

His silhouette, naked on the table, was utterly lewd. When he bent his head to kiss Adrien, his firm b******s rose into the air. His shaft, swollen to its limit, clung to his lower belly, dripping with a clear fluid—just like Adrien’s.

“You… planned this from the start, didn’t you?”

Samuel’s body flushed with excitement. He smiled and gave Adrien a light kiss.

“Yes.”

“The letter… the letter was…”

“I knew that’s how I’d get you to let me in.”