The movement of existence came to a halt. Everything remained as still as unmoving marble. Sam looked at Christina as she gazed back at him with warmth and eagerness, but her gaze was unchanging and lifeless. Panic surged within Sam. He was certain he hadn't bumped his temple into anything!
He attempted to gently pull Christina away from his embrace, but he struggled immensely. It was as if she resisted his movement with all the strength she possessed.
Sam managed to distance Christina slightly from his embrace, yet she still lingered within it, at least a little further than before.
Time seemed to freeze for longer than the previous time. Sam was utterly shocked of this. What the hell did it mean? This was the most accursed, unstable, and unsteady ability to ever exist.
Then, an idea struck him in that moment. The initial trigger for time stop was his attempt to harm his temple. The second... the second was his complete immersion in something. Sam realized this only now. When he wanted to end everything, he was in a mentally unclear state, deeply immersed in his bad mental state and accepting defeat.
'And now, the same thing is happening to me when I started immersing myself in love and desire with this girl.' Sam easily concluded. It was good that he now had two ways to stop time! Although the second method required a lot of experimentation and insight before becoming a sustainable approach for him to use.
The flow of time returned to its natural state after appearing to slow down. It didn't seem like Christina noticed anything wrong at all, except that she was slightly farther from Sam. She didn't really care about the reason, as all she could think about was how to devoured this man before her mercilessly and recklessly.
Christina wasn't the kind of person who is willing to sleep with strangers. She could swear to you about that. But there was something captivating about this man named Sam. His indifferent demeanor, his somber and sad aura, the facial features that might seem ordinary at first glance, but when looked at closely, Christina could confidently say that she saw a depth she couldn't comprehend in Sam's dark, shadowed eyes and features.
Christina desperately wanted to understand this depth. She wanted to see how deep this abyss went. She could never prevent herself from falling into it comfortably. Christina didn't quite understand her feelings accurately. All she understood was that there was a call in her heart urging and motivating her to get to know Sam more, to get closer to him, to feel his abyss more...
Christina resumed the interlude and attacked Sam with several passionate kisses on his cheeks and neck. She felt his cold, pale, white skin prickling shivers through her body. Christina explored Sam's back with her hands, feeling his prominent yet strong bones and his lean flesh.
She continued kissing Sam before moving down to his lips and passionately and lovingly sucking them. She placed her warm left hand on Sam's abdomen and felt it radiating warmth that didn't match his cool stomach. Shivers increased, both in intensity and type, down her spine.
She continued kissing before her hands descended further to Sam's member, which seemed swollen and eager to burst and rage. Christina felt overwhelming happiness and grasped him through his jeans, caressing him as if he were a precious treasure.
Suddenly, Sam gripped her shoulders forcefully and made her lie back on the couch. He looked at her with a wild, predatory instinct and attacked her with numerous kisses.
Sam grasped her medium-sized chest in the grip of his hands comfortably. He delicately pressed her chest, yet with enough determination to elicit some arousing moans from her. Sam kissed Christina's neck passionately and with enough force to leave a clear mark.
"Ah, please, more gently." Christina pleaded, but Sam paid no attention to her. After he finished with her neck, he moved to her chest, kissing it before placing his tongue on her pink nipple.
"Ahh, please more." Christina pleaded with strength, her hands on his hair, pulling him closer to her tits.
Sam licked her nipple, sensing all of her pleasure on the tip of his tongue. Then he felt time slow down, but not come to a complete stop.
Sam didn't slow down as he should. He didn't panic like the previous time; instead, he felt a bit of excitement and quickly placed his left hand on Christina's panties, which seemed completely wet.
Sam moved his hand over her panties, feeling some resistance, but much less than before, and he saw the ecstasy that was escalating crazily within her eyes. He continued moving his hand more and touch her clitoris gently with his fingers. and then he noticed the resistance lessen. Time returned to its normal flow.
"Oh, please, no, ah! ahhh!!" Christina suddenly screamed before her body was overcome by intense shivers, causing her entire body to convulse.
Sam was momentarily concerned and moved closer to comfort her, but the shivers subsided just as quickly. Sam's concern eased, and he looked at Christina, who seemed somewhat dazed from exhaustion. Sam approached her, kissed her, then pulled away slightly.
As Sam was about to leave the couch, he felt someone tugging on the edge of his black shirt. He looked and saw Christina holding onto him. Sam tried to remain composed and said, "Time got away from us, Christie. I have to go; I need to prepare for work tomorrow." He then smiled gently at Christina.
She looked at him for a moment and said, "I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me." Then she lowered her gaze. Sam smiled calmly and said, "It's okay. I enjoyed it, and I think... you enjoyed it too."
Christina blushed, then buried her face in his chest. Sam chuckled dryly and said, "I'll come to the library from time to time." Christina lifted her head with a gleam of excitement in her eyes. Then she asked, "Are you promising me?" Sam replied simply, "I promise."
At that moment, Sam got up from the couch, took his coat, put on his simple boots, and headed to the door. He turned back to the living room and saw Christina staring at him. He smiled at her and waved goodbye. Christina smiled back and waved as well.
Sam exited the apartment, then headed to the elevator, pressed the ground floor button, and left the building. He went straight to his apartment building, wasting no time. He needed time for himself as quickly as possible. There was a tremendous amount of information he needed to analyze and plan his next steps.
Even before reaching his apartment, he was already drowning in thoughts about what had happened on this day, which seemed reluctant to end.
He was supposed to end everything tonight, all his dreams and aspirations. But somehow, he ended up alive and caught in unexplainable events.
Sam felt excitement. An excitement he hadn't felt in a long time. Just the thought of the potential of his ability and what he could do with it made him feel like he was on top of the world.
Then he started to notice that walking became a little harder. No worries, Sam could endure. Perhaps the mental and physical exhaustion with Christina had caught up to him.
Then he began to feel that his vision was becoming a bit more hazy. Then his balance followed suit. 'Bloody nonsense' Sam cursed in his heart before collapsing on his knees, completely drained of strength. Then he saw a few drops of reddish-black liquid on the ground. These drops were falling slightly away from Sam's view.
They weren't raindrops. The rain had stopped a while ago. Sam raised his hand to his nose and realized that the drops were falling onto his hand.
He was bleeding from his nose. Upon realizing this, Sam blacked out in the middle of the street.