The Supreme Soldier in the City

James Brown gave a mischievous smile, lightly caressing Gina Lopez’s waist, and said, "You’re not letting me sleep, isn’t it because you want me to do something with you? I’ll do as you wish."

Gina Lopez quickly placed her hands in front of her chest, lowered her voice, and said urgently, "I just can’t sleep, it’s not that I want to do anything with you, you must not overstep."

"What do you mean by overstepping? I’m a man, you’re a woman, we’re in the same bed, and you’re not letting me sleep. Doesn’t that mean you have some ideas? I can’t let a beauty be disappointed," James Brown said as his hand slid further down, reaching Gina Lopez’s buttocks.

Gina Lopez’s buttocks weren’t particularly plump, but they weren’t bony either. They felt quite nice to touch. Although James Brown had been intimate with her several times, even the most excessive of those times did not involve randomly touching her body, so this was indeed the first time he touched her buttocks.

Gina Lopez naturally felt it, and realized that James Brown had never touched her there before, which made her feel that today was different from the past as if James Brown really wanted to do that sort of thing.

Gina Lopez was a traditional woman, especially in this regard. Indeed, she had thought before coming here that something might happen with James Brown, but when it actually came to it, she instinctively shrank back and whispered urgently, "James, don’t, please, don’t."

"Don’t what?" James Brown stopped, his eyes glinting with a fiery light.

By now, Gina Lopez’s eyes had adjusted to the darkness of the room, so she could clearly see that look in James Brown’s eyes, which made her even more nervous, and she hurriedly said, "James, we can’t do this, I...we really can’t now."

"Why can’t we? Don’t you like me? Don’t you want to be with me? Then doing this kind of thing seems completely fine, right?"

"No, we can’t... or... get down, I’ll let you touch, but... you can’t do that thing," Gina Lopez said, feeling so embarrassed she wished she could crawl into a hole, but since she had let James Brown touch her before, even helping her reach the ultimate pleasure with his hands, she could still accept this.

"What’s the fun in that? I touch you, and you might feel good, but then I’ll still feel terrible. I’m not playing this game anymore," James Brown said as he rolled over off Gina Lopez’s body and lay down facing away from her.