Chapter 142 - 142 142. What’s Your Name?

142 142. What’s Your Name?

From the way Clara greeted the kiss, Samuel knew that the girl still didn’t know how to kiss.

“You don’t even know how to kiss properly,” complained Samuel as he walked away in annoyance. “Are you sure you want to continue this?”

Clara fell silent. She nodded slowly. “Su—sure.”

“Ah, that’s right! You don’t know what you’re getting into. The first time is painful,” Samuel objected. “I can’t bear to do it with a virgin. Your painful expression will haunt me every night. I will never sleep well after tonight.”

“Please! Teach me how to do it properly,” pleaded Clara. She pulled Samuel’s hand who was about to move away from him.

“Why do you want to make love to me so badly?” asked Samuel curiously. “I already gave you a warning. Even for the second time.”

Clara stopped pleading. She then sat on the edge of the bed. “I’m going to be betrothed to a man six years older than me. It was a marriage of convenience,” Clara whispered.

“Then, why don’t you refuse it? Just promise that you can bring your family’s company to be the biggest in its ranks,” suggested Samuel nonchalantly. He slammed his body onto the bed to feel more comfortable. He cleaned the blood from his nose which was still throbbing.

“That’s my problem. My older brother wants to start his own business. Meanwhile, I do not want to interfere with the family business. I want to be a doctor,” Clara said sadly. “My father allowed me to become a doctor as long as I marry a man of his choice.”

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“Why didn’t your brother get his punishment?” asked Samuel curiously.

“Dad always put my older brother first. I’m considered a useless child if I don’t do what he wants,” Clara answered sadly. Her eyes stared at Samuel with tears.

“So, you have no choice but to accept your fate?” he asked again.

“Right. I want to have sex with other men before the official engagement … as a sign that I still have the right to choose what I want.”

Samuel looked at Clara with pity. He felt lucky because his father and mother let him choose a way of life without any hard consequences.

“If I can’t choose the one to love, at least I can choose who will make love to me for the first time,” Clara said again. She looked at Samuel awkwardly. “I’m sorry that you were forced to be my chosen person.”

Samuel smiled a little. “It is not always bad. Just make sure that he is a good guy or not. If he’s handsome and loves you, you’ll be lucky.”

“How about if he is a jerk?” Clara asked.

Samuel stared at her for a while and said, “Then … come to me,” and then he laughed out loud.

Clara smiled at his light joke. “If only you are betrothed to me, I will definitely accept it.”

“No. I am not a good man,” replied Samuel. “Besides, I’m not an entrepreneur like your parents want.”

Clara crawled onto the bed, closer to Samuel. “Then, how about if we pretend to be matchmade even if it’s just for tonight?”

Samuel smiled slyly. “You are pathetic. You have no experience at all.”

“That’s why teach me so I know how to do it,” pleaded Clara. “Or are you not capable of handling a virgin?”

Clara’s challenge made Samuel feel tickled, then he swiftly pulled Clara’s hand to touch his hard manhood. Of course, Clara screamed in response.

“What’s that?” asked Clara, confused, and afraid. She knew that she touched the area where the manhood was. However, Clara felt it for the first time. She was shocked.

Samuel sneered. He opened his shirt, revealing his beautiful muscular body, making Clara feel amazed and mesmerized, forgetting her scare of his manhood.

“You don’t know what you’re going to face, do you? You were even surprised while holding my hard dick. Take off my pants if you dare!”

Clara’s breath hitched. She touched Samuel’s pants and opened the white pants slowly, leaving a naked athletic body clad only in white boxers. From behind the boxers, Clara’s eyes widened when she saw a long, tense texture protruding manhood.

Clara’s heart pounded. She was scared, but she had to go through this stage if she wanted the man for tonight.

“I’m sure you’re scared,” said Samuel, who looked in pain withholding his desire. “Do not push yourself! I’ll find a way to tame my dick without tearing your hymen.”

Samuel was about to stand up. However, Clara pushed him back onto the bed. “I can! I can do it.”

Clara’s hands were shaking, grabbing Samuel’s boxers. She then took out his hot protruding rod with her trembling palms.

Clara gulped. She had read a guide about times like this. Abigail had also shown a video that guides her to perform oral sex. However, Samuel’s size was huge when compared to the actors in the video Abigail showed. That’s why Clara felt shocked and scared.

“Is this normal size?” asked Clara with a slightly pale face.

“I never compare myself with other men besides my cousin. He has the same size. So, I guess this is normal,” Samuel replied in a strained voice. He fought hard not to force her to suck on his manhood right now.

Clara tried to hide her fear. Her hand approached Samuel’s long shaft which looked strong and muscular, feeling the soft skin when she touched it. Deep in her heart, she was grateful because it wasn’t as bad as she had imagined.

Unfortunately, she still felt it was not good hygiene. However, if she stopped, Samuel would reject her. So, she had to fight her fear.

Just as Clara was about to put the head of his dick into her mouth, that’s when Samuel grabbed the girl and brought her beautiful, pale face to face him.

“It’s enough! I have no heart to ask you to do a blow job for your first time,” whispered Samuel, making Clara shed tears of emotion. She was glad that he was kind enough to stop her.

“So did I pass the test?” she asked.

“Sure,” Samuel answered, then kissed Clara again on the lips. This time, he kissed her gently to make her feel comfortable.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“I don’t introduce myself to strangers,” Clara answered dryly. She didn’t want to reveal her identity because Samuel didn’t know her either.

“Do you want me to say a random girl’s name when I feel good?” asked Samuel with a chuckle.

“I … I am Tara. And you?” Clara asked him back.

“Jade. Just call me Jade,” replied Samuel.

Clara smiled, “It suits your eyes … Jade.”