Timothy happened to walk in just then.
He had already taken a shower in the guest room and was also wrapped in a white bathrobe. His black hair was a mess and his vigor was replaced by traces of gentleness.
His expression was as gentle as a lamb.
He strode over and wrapped his long arms around Samantha's waist as he lowered his head and sniffed her hair. His voice was hoarse and carried sensual hints. "You smell heavenly, Sammy..."
Samantha's long curly eyelashes trembled slightly.
She restrained her urge to run away and tried her best to smile at him.
Seemingly encouraged by her response, Timothy carried Samantha up and strode off toward the edge of the bed before putting her onto the soft mattress.
His body loomed over her, and his big palm caressed her face lightly while his fingertips touched her blushing lips seductively.
Samantha smiled shyly at him under the dim yellow light and was completely at his mercy.
