NOVPUBDaniel and Gwen are caught in a heated exchange of passionate kisses, their hands exploring each other’s bodies.
Gwen deftly undoes Daniel’s shirt buttons one by one, while Daniel has already slipped off Gwen’s pants.
Pushing aside her panties, his hand ventures into Gwen’s most intimate area, teasing the swollen bud rhythmically.
Gwen responds instantly, letting out moans from deep within her, "Mmm..."
Under Daniel’s relentless advance, she surrenders quickly.
Her body turns soft, a tingling sensation rushing to her head.
Her lips slightly part, gasping for air.
Her eyes are filled with affectionate allure as she gazes up at Daniel, her glance trailing down his body.
Biting her lip, she takes Daniel’s nipple in her mouth, teeth grating over it, occasionally biting down with extra force.
This unexpected move catches Daniel, who was dominating Gwen, off guard.
He stiffens, looking at Gwen in disbelief.
Gwen raises an eyebrow, "What? Can you dish it out but can’t take it?"
Daniel shakes his head, "Then let’s see who surrenders first."
As he speaks, Daniel withdraws his hand from Gwen’s swollen bud, sliding a finger into her slick folds.
Gwen’s arousal is instantly heightened, and she collapses under Daniel’s assault.
She lets go, collapsing onto the bed with flushed cheeks, looking up at Daniel pitifully, "Dan, take me now?"
Daniel replies, "Not yet."
He slides a second finger into her.
Gwen’s muscles instantly tighten around Daniel’s fingers.
Meanwhile, Daniel continues his assault on her upper body, teeth tugging at Gwen’s nipple, adding an edge of pain to the pleasure.
Unable to resist Daniel’s relentless onslaught, Gwen quickly falls apart.
Her legs lock around Daniel’s hand, her arms wrapped around his neck, pressing his head against her chest, "Dan, I’m so happy, it feels so good~!"
In response, Daniel’s fingers move faster within her.
More of Gwen’s arousal coats his hand, soaking the bedsheet underneath her.
In just a few minutes, the bedsheet under Gwen is almost completely soaked.
Gwen, lost in pleasure, wraps her arms around Daniel’s neck, "Daniel, come on, again, take me, don’t hold back!"
Hearing her words, Daniel also feels a surge of heat throughout his body.
He props up his own arousal and thrusts forward with force!
"Oh~!"
Gwen throws her head back, her eyes devoid of any reason.
A satisfied smile creeps onto her face.
Seeing Gwen in such a lovesick state only ignites Daniel’s passion further.
With both hands pressed against Gwen’s arms, he thrusts forcefully.
In an instant, he completely penetrates Gwen, and the room fills with the scent of their arousal.
The man’s muffled grunts and the woman’s seductive moans set the melody for the night.
Gwen is utterly conquered by Daniel, reduced to passively receiving him on the bed.
As the encounter draws to a close, Daniel attempts to withdraw from Gwen, but her legs clamp tightly around him.
With hazy eyes, she pleads, "Oh~! Dan, finish inside me, just let it go inside."
"Today is a safe day, there won’t be any issues."
Faced with such an invitation, Daniel doesn’t hold back any longer, sending a wave of warmth into Gwen.
The impact sends Gwen into overdrive, her limbs jerking uncontrollably, then collapsing onto the bed, too spent even to lift an arm.
After a long while, Gwen recovers, leaning against Daniel’s shoulder.
Looking into his eyes with tender affection, she whispers, "Dan, you’re incredible."
"I feel if I stay with you a few more days, I’ll never want to leave."
Daniel lowers his head to kiss Gwen’s golden hair, "And you want to leave me?"
The question throws Gwen off, "No, I was just...just saying."
Beneath the covers, Gwen feels Daniel stirring once more.
With no energy left to reciprocate, she feels a hint of trepidation.
But Daniel doesn’t take notice.
He eases himself back into Gwen, closing his eyes, "Alright, rest now."
Gwen protests in her mind.
Rest?
How can she rest now?
Despite the discomfort, the sensation brings her a strange pleasure.
Fortunately, exhaustion from hours of activity takes its toll, and her flurry of thoughts fades after barely five minutes.
Slowly, she closes her eyes and drifts into dreamland.
Seeing Gwen fall asleep, Daniel too closes his eyes.
But just as he’s about to succumb to sleep, his heart clenches.
The sudden sense of danger instantly sweeps away his drowsiness.
His heartbeat quickens, the hairs on his back standing on end. Danger is near, it’s almost tangible!
This was an instinct Daniel had developed after multiple encounters with the Black Hat Gang.
Silently, he slips out of bed, pulling on his pants.
The room is secured, with the doors and windows shut, and curtains drawn.
The danger couldn’t possibly come from inside the room.
That leaves only one possibility - the danger must be from the hotel corridor.
Taking a deep breath, Daniel considers his situation.
He’s in Mauritania where he hasn’t offended anyone, but has instead made two friends.
Logically, there should be no reason for anyone to attack him.
He retrieves his hi-tech Desert Eagle from his luggage, taking a glance at Gwen on the bed.
After finding a pair of earplugs and securing Gwen’s ears, he dresses and leaves the room with his gun.
Just stepping out of the room, Daniel senses something is amiss.
They’re staying in a three-star hotel where even during the day, the corridors are well-lit.
Now, all the lights are off, save for the green glow from emergency exit signs, barely illuminating the dark hallway.
There’s an enemy, a professional one at that.
Daniel quickly makes his conclusion, holding his Desert Eagle close and inching along the wall towards the staircase, a spot where a gunman could easily hide.
"Click."
A clear noise breaks the silence in the hallway.
It’s the sound of a gun safety being released.
Just as Daniel suspected, the noise came from the direction of the staircase.
A murderous intent flickers in his eyes.
Leveraging his superior physique, Daniel rushes to the staircase in a few swift strides.
A shadow looms behind the staircase.
Without hesitation, Daniel lands a powerful punch on the figure, slamming him against the wall.
His chest caves in significantly, and the handgun in his grip clatters to the floor.
Tucking the unknown handgun into his waistband, Daniel points the Desert Eagle at the assailant’s chin, "Talk. Who sent you?"
The attacker is stunned.
He hadn’t even laid eyes on Daniel before being overpowered.
Caught off guard, he doesn’t respond immediately.
When taking on this mission, he was aware of Daniel’s caution and prowess.
Hence, before confronting Daniel, he had intentionally tampered with the hotel’s power supply to cut off the corridor lights.
Seeing the attacker’s silence, Daniel presses the gun against his throat, "Speak! If not, I’ll kill you right here!"
The attacker quickly shakes his head, "Bro, I have no idea where you’re from, but I’m just a passerby, we’ve no old grudges, no new hatred. I don’t even know your name. Why are you attacking me, let alone threatening to kill me with a gun?"
The attacker is playing dumb.
From this, it’s clear he came alone; otherwise, he would’ve tried to alert his companions by now.
Even if they couldn’t save him, they would’ve attempted to take out Daniel.
Naturally, Daniel understands this.
Simultaneously, he picks up a piece of information from the attacker’s accent, "Golden Shores accent. Did Hilton send you?"
The attacker tries to rebut, but Daniel doesn’t give him the chance.
His gun goes off, taking care of the attacker with a single shot.
After taking down the attacker, Daniel doesn’t rush to leave. Instead, he dials the emergency number in Mauritania, explaining the situation.
While waiting for the police to arrive, Daniel frowns in deep thought.
He knew Hilton would retaliate, but he hadn’t anticipated Hilton having such a strong network overseas.
This assassin was experienced and meticulous.
If it wasn’t for Daniel’s sudden sense of danger that led him to his and Gwen’s room door, he might have ended up seriously injured, if not dead.
It didn’t take long for the police to arrive.
The case wasn’t difficult for them to crack.
The assassin might have disabled the hotel’s electrical system, but the hotel’s surveillance system ran on a different circuit.
All of the assassin’s actions were captured by the hotel’s security cameras.
After checking the footage, the police looked at Daniel apologetically, "I’m sorry for disturbing your rest, Mr. Roberts."
