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 ...”

exposed to those men in the hall

***

you make me skip my class? You know

Sherry, after a sleepless night of lust, was surely sleeping

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

been eager to see his mother, but his father seemed to take offence

is sleeping upstairs,” William murmured at him, “Let’s not

Samuel couldn’t believe

“Indeed!”

that my own mom?”

own mom, who gave birth

I only have dad and Dan only has mom. Why

William held him up and hugged him, with his heartstrings tugged at. “Mom didn’t leave you. She

at William, amazed, then all smiles. “Really,

course, it’s true!” Looking at

also your son?” Samuel felt a little

cheered, “I have

she realized that she was stripped, and a flush of pain swept her as

over, in between her legs is particular. The more it ached, the more disgraced she felt. But she could

Wait!

voice of

was wide

stood up at once, with the quilt slipping down. The chill drove her to grab her clothes and put them on. Then she rushed

It was Sammy!

Her child was here!

about to see her own son, who, often as she had met

added more hate towards William! She felt she was suffocating at the thought of how many times she encountered the boy without knowing that he was her son. Sure

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

heard clearly the voice of her son, her

she was not close enough to see her child, the conversation between William

sleeping? Let’s wake her up, shall

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

She had never expected that he would be so considerate. But she was not grateful to him, who

had my breakfast when I was taken here by the driver!” The boy

Let’s check what we have in the kitchen.” William held

son had yet to eat, Sherry quickened