What he wanted to do wasnât too hard to guess from the change in where he kissed, starting with her lips, then her brows and eyes, then behind her ears, her neck, and all the way down.
Jane Sampson could clearly feel the changes in his body, which, even in the darkness, didnât require sight to sense that particular shift.
Jane Sampsonâs body trembled slightly, he had never kissed her with such tenderness before, nor had he ever kissed her brows and eyes.
Jane Sampson listened to the heavy breathing next to her ear, her gaze going from hazy to gradually clear.
She didnât know where she got the courage from, but she managed to muster all her strength and flipped the man off of her.
Perhaps unexpectedly, James Blackâs body slid to the side, and then his gaze, somewhat astonished, fell on the person next to him.
"Whatâs wrong?" James Black asked, his voice deep and hoarse, so sensually overpowering it was hard to withstand.
"I donât want to," Jane Sampson said firmly, biting her lip and speaking in a voice that was not at all soft.
"Jane Sampson," James Black called out her name, surname included, in a tone as if reminding her, "We are husband and wife, and itâs only normal for a husband and wife."
This wasnât the first time sheâd evaded him, so James Black felt that he needed to understand something.
Seeing that Jane Sampson didnât reply, James Black asked again, "Why, give me a reason."
Jane Sampson shook her head subconsciously and then, remembering that he couldnât see her in the pitch dark, finally spoke, "I just donât want to."
"I need a reason," James Black insisted.
Jane Sampson, occupying the night, rolled her eyes hard at James Black.
A reason?
Was this guy so stubborn about getting a reason?
What other reason could there be?
"Your technique is poor."
Perhaps the night emboldened her, as Jane Sampson calmly let out the words she had been holding back for a long time.
With some people, the changes in their emotions can be clearly felt without seeing their expressions or movements. Merely being by their side, the changing air pressure is palpable.
James Black was angry.
Jane Sampson thought to herself that she knew if she actually told him, he was sure to be angry!
Not saying it, he would keep pressing for a reason. And if he wasnât satisfied with the reason given, he still wouldnât abandon the idea.
In her past life, after the earthquake in the ruins, she had teased him that way, and his expression darkened noticeably. Now, she guessed he must be about to explode, right?
Jane Sampson waited for James Black to storm out in a huff and return to the guard team, but in the end, she underestimated his patience. He simply turned over and settled next to her, no longer embracing her.
"Jane Sampson, youâre really something."
Only after a long time did James Black slowly speak, his voice filled with a grinding of teeth, as she always had a way of shattering a manâs pride.
And he forbids people from speaking the truth?
Jane Sampson muttered in her heart, but even with ten times the courage, she wouldnât dare add fuel to the fire at this momentâshe feared that James Black wouldnât just storm out the door, but might throw her out, literally.
"Jane Sampson." When Jane Sampson didnât reply, after a few seconds of silence, James Black spoke again, "I never got less than one hundred points in elementary school, and remained top-ranked through middle school, high school, all the way to the guardian teamâs university, scooping up scholarships until my hands were full."
"Ah?" Jane Sampson made a sound and then huffed, "Showing off your grades? Iâm not bad either! Youâre a study master, and Iâm not far behind, a top student myself."