Clara
My chest was tied in knots by just watching him gobble up the remaining distance between us. He doesn’t seem to have any plans on stopping from stepping so it was a good thing that I was still able to stick my shaky arms out to make sure Samuel won’t reach me.
“Why do you have a habit of interrupting whenever I am having the moment of my life, huh?” I calmly asked though wrinkle lines on my forehead were deep enough to s***h through his peering gaze.
“Oh, really?” Samuel scoffed in return. He lifted his head, sticking his tongue out which then glided through his reddish thin lips. “So, is it my fault now? Why? Are you almost cumming and I interrupted?”
I unbelievably laugh, hearing his wild accusations, “What?!”
“You can’t lie, Clara. I was behind that door for minutes and I hea
