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 ...”

be exposed to those men in the hall again. He wanted this woman to

***

me skip my class? You know grandpa

Sherry, after a sleepless night of lust, was surely sleeping solidly, when it was already 9 a.m. It must be an exhausting

son’s nose, and said, “Well, Sammy,

The boy burst out with a look of unconcealed surprise. He had long been eager to see his mother, but

upstairs,” William murmured at him, “Let’s

Samuel couldn’t

“Indeed!”

my own mom?” The boy

own mom, who gave

dad and mom. But I only have dad and Dan only has mom.

your mom!” William held him up and hugged him,

is my mom?” Samuel looked at William, amazed, then

true!” Looking at

and also your son?” Samuel felt a little puzzled. But William nodded and said,

cheered, “I have mom!

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 was falling apart. Though already a mother, she had never been adaptable to the sexual intercourse with

it ached, the more disgraced she felt. But she could take it

Wait!

voice of

she was

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

It was Sammy!

Her child was here!

She was about to see her own son, who, often as

many times she encountered the boy without knowing that he was her son. Sure enough, William understood her

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

voice of her son, her long missed son, oblivious of going to

walked out. Though she was not close enough to

wake her up, shall

she’s taking a break. She’ll go down here when she feels better. Just wait for her!”

be so considerate. But she was not grateful to him, who had worn her out and was pretending to be a good

taken here by the driver!” The

have in the kitchen.” William

to eat,