Chapitre 250: No distractions

Smut content (but there's also character development).

With her hands pressed against the cold glass, the thought of all the people walking on the street and possibly glancing up, Samantha forgot about any score count and closed her eyes in pleasure. Her breath was causing shrouds on the transparent wall, and her body couldn't fight against it one bit. She had lost when she allowed Rider to do what he wanted, and she gave up any trace of control.

It was the easiest way to get what she wanted: when he was taking the lead, she would be completely smitten and just enjoy all the ecstasy. The point was lost, either way: why make it even harder when she could get so much more if she let go?

She whined when the first wave of the climax hit her, but she couldn't get any more of it because he stopped suddenly and turned her around. She sighed helplessly, already envisioning his wicked torture.