Chapitre 4: Although it's only five minutes, it should be enough
Sam internally roared in frustration, yet the stunningly beautful girl had already approached him, close enough for him to distinctly smell the faint fragrance emanating from her.
Her gaze seemed to drift over him, as if scrutinizing something. Sam felt incredibly awkward but couldn't make any corresponding movements.
Finally, she spoke, "Although it's only five minutes, it should be enough."
What did she mean? Could she stop time for five minutes? And what intended to do in these five minutes?
Then, Angel took out her phone and pointed it at Sam's body.
"Click~"
She had taken a photo.
"Hmm... he seems like the perfect model for a sculpture, and quite handsome too," she murmured, pocketing her phone and turning her attention back to Sam.
Sam's heart raced, wondering if she could hear it.
But if she knew he was conscious, it might complicate things more. So, Sam tried to stay calm.
Then, to his surprise, she reached out and began to touch him.
From his face to his neck, then down to his collarbone, chest, and even his abdomen... she touched each area thoroughly, leaving no part unexplored.
"Hmm, the face is perfect."
"The chest isn't muscular, but it's well-defined."
"Ah, and some abs?"
Although Sam couldn't move his body, his mind was racing.
What was she doing? Was this just a quirky fascination, or was she gathering material for her next sculpture? Why had she chosen him?
Angel gazed at Sam, making the five minutes feel as long as a year.
Then, incredibly, the stunning girl squatted down.
She was right in front of him, focusing on the area around his groin.
"I wonder what it looks like here... I'm quite curious... But since I'm doing a human sculpture, I can't overlook this part, can I?"
What was she mumbling to herself? Could it be...
"Rip..."
Sam distinctly heard the sound of his jeans' zipper being unzipped.
Angel slipped her fingers inside, clumsily pulled aside the underwear, and then extracted his...cock!
Sam was utterly shocked: My God! She stopped time just for this?
"So, this is what a guy's cock look like?"
"They seem so strange."
"Are they all this long? Or is it just his size that's this big?"
Holding Sam's cock in her hand, Angel gazed at it with her beautiful eyes, scrutinizing it as if admiring a perfect piece of art.
Sam, unable to move his body or speak, raged internally: "Of course, my size is big! Since you're done looking, please put it back."
"Why aren't you putting it back? Why are you touching it with your hand?"
"What are you doing? Isn't touching it enough? Why are you using your nose to smell it?"
Sam was extremely nervous inside, worried that he might react. If he were to get an erection in this situation, then...
Fortunately, Angel stood up, seemingly abandoning any further action. However, she then pointed her phone at Sam's cock and snapped a photo.
"No way..."
Sam was clueless about what might happen next. He just hoped these five minutes would end soon.
After putting her phone away, Angel looked at Sam curiously, and he saw her expression. There was a blush on her stunning face.
"Your lips are beautiful, the most beautiful I've ever seen."
Was it happening? Sam realized something was about to unfold. He remembered the phrase from the text message.
Angel, with a slightly troubled look, pondered, "Should I try? Although it's my first kiss, if it's with Sam..."
She knows my name?
It dawned on Sam that Angel had been aware of him for some time now, a realization that filled him with unease.
At that moment, Angel's beautiful face was slowly inching closer to his.
She was indeed gorgeous, her cool yet captivating eyes enough to easily draw one in. Sam didn't want to be caught in such a whirlpool, but he couldn't look away or even close his eyes.
Angel suddenly widened her eyes, as if making a firm decision.
"I can't resist anymore. It would be a pity to miss this. After all, it's a gift for Sam, right? And he won't know."
"Sam looks really handsome. I really want to kiss him."
The same words echoed!
It seemed she had tried her time-stopping ability many times before, so she felt unburdened using it on herself this time, thinking he was unaware.
Though conscious, Sam couldn't stop Angel's approach.
She came closer, cupping his cheeks with her hands.
Then, without any unexpected occurrence or a savior's light, Sam couldn't even close his eyes. He could only watch as she gently closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his.
Her enticing face and soft lips...
The moment of contact felt like a lightning strike to his body.
The uniquely perfect Angel seemed to have a distinct taste to her lips, like the most delicious jelly, effortlessly melting away with just a slight suck.
But Sam couldn't make any movement; he was unable to reciprocate or resist.
He could only passively endure.
Despite the enchanting beauty of Angel, the thought of the consequences of this continued contact and a grisly end filled Sam with a sense of foreboding darkness.
Her soft lips were like a flower blooming in mud.
Cruel yet beautiful.
Despair, yet so sweet.
She was truly savoring the moment, even gently nibbling on Sam's lips as if addicted.
Sam could even hear the sound between their lips. Angel's soft tongue ventured into his mouth, intertwining with his own.
It seemed like the kiss would never end, as if it would last an eternity.
But suddenly, Angel stopped.
"What a pity, time is up, but this feeling was really nice."
Finally, she parted her lips, but Sam could see the glistening saliva on her lips.
She took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the corner of her mouth, and then flashed a bizarre, yet beautiful, smile that was terrifying.
Her eyes held a frenzy, as if reluctantly savoring some sweet taste.
She looked at him as if to say a final goodbye. "Thank you for today, goodbye, Sam."
She turned away, her departing figure captivating.
Was it finally over?
Everything from the text message had come true.
Despite his caution, she had kissed him.
At least it was all over now, and she was leaving...
Wait!
"Don't go yet! You haven't helped me put my cock back in my pants! Is it appropriate for me to appear in front of my classmates like this?"
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