A Moment in Destiny

William turned up before Sherry, reached out to a handful of her hair, grasped its smell with his nose. Her scent was so fresh as always, never pungent and factitious. She could be compared to a pure orchid.

Kissing her hair, William held her in his arms, with his palms sticking to her back, indulging himself in her tenderness and her beauty. He couldn’t hold back but keep breathing deeply.

Sherry held her breath, remained so silent that she could hear her rapid heartbeats.

His face was too close to hers.

Then and there, as his bathrobe slipped off to uncover his body, the two were entirely attached.

“Be my obedient girl, will you?” William held the delicate lamb tight, and even tighter.

Staring at her pretty face, he lowered his head to kiss her. He was eager to taste her soft, cherry-red lips, but was greeted by a smell of blood, arousing his sudden tender pity for her.

But his lips overwhelmed hers, forcing a wild French kiss upon her, who moaned in shame.

Her wonderful fragrance, her moist lips drove him crazy, giving full play to a man’s wild disposition. William kept kissing her like a beast, while his hands were feeling the shape of her.

The fierce lasting kiss had turned Sherry flush red. When William let go of her with a lingering desire, she was so breathless that she could barely stand on her feet while thinking that she might have died of suffocation.

Slightly panting, William looked at the woman with his hands holding her back, and whispered, “Sherry, I want you to be my woman forever and ever!”

Sherry shifted her focus on him away.

His manly body with masculine power left her nowhere to escape, who knew for sure that he was completely aroused, as they clung together.

Her eyes grew dull. “You only bring me more hate on you this way!”

“Go on, then! Don’t fall in love with me!” As William finished his words, he bowed his head to kiss her neck and all the way down. His palms grabbed hold of her soft bosom. His mouth gnawed at her skin, leaving rose-red love bites.

Sherry felt that she was trembling, responding to his unremitting caresses.

A sense of humiliation and humbleness struck her, dejected her, who had a lump in her throat, and failed to fight back tears.

Her sobs made him stop. He raised his head right away and saw two strings of her tears, hitting his heart.

But he wouldn’t give in. “You said you hate me? Can you really do when you know it feels so good?”

A new round of his aggression started, venting his annoyance provoked by her tears. “Quit you job and stay with me!”

“No!” she groaned while taking all his strength. “There’s no way ...” She found it hard to squeeze words out.

“What I said is a must-do. Come back to me!” He whispered in a cold tone, cold enough to make her quiver.

“I hate you ...”

to those men in the hall again. He wanted this woman to be his own, from

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my class? You

take his son Samuel here at the No. 15 residence. Sherry, after a sleepless night of lust, was surely sleeping solidly, when it was already

touched his son’s nose, and said, “Well, Sammy, do you want to

a look of unconcealed surprise. He had long been eager to see

at him, “Let’s not

here?” Samuel couldn’t

“Indeed!”

that my own mom?” The boy asked

Your own mom, who

abandon me?” Samuel wondered as he lowered his head, “Every child has dad and mom. But I only have dad and Dan only has mom.

is your mom!” William held him up and hugged him, with his heartstrings tugged at. “Mom didn’t leave you. She just

at William, amazed, then

course, it’s true!” Looking at his

your son?” Samuel felt a little

cheered, “I have mom! I also have

boy in the living room suddenly waked Sherry up. The laughter and cheers entered her ears and brought about a blue sense in her. As she sat up, she realized that she was stripped, and a flush of pain swept her as if her body

between her legs is particular. The more it ached, the more disgraced she

Wait!

was the voice of

she was wide

clothes and put them on.

It was Sammy!

Her child was here!

nervous that her heart beat so fast. She was about to see her own son, who, often as she had met him before, was never recognized

without knowing that he was her son. Sure enough, William understood her longing for her child, but

found his love bites on her neck, making her flush at the idea of her presence with these in front of her son. She didn’t conceive herself as a good woman, but she had no intention to be a bad mother scorned by her child. So she scooted to the wardrobe, in a hurry she grabbed a scarf from a couple she saw, put it on, and covered the

rapid. She heard clearly the voice of her son, her

walked out. Though she was not close enough to

wake her

and she’s taking a break. She’ll go down here when she feels better. Just wait

that he would be so considerate. But she was not grateful to him, who had worn her out and was pretending

by the driver!” The boy aired his grievance. “But I’m so happy to see mom, even if I can’t have the

in the kitchen.” William held his

that her son had yet to eat, Sherry quickened her pace to