My Wife Is A Gift From Heaven

Darkness was like a forbidden area under the devil's circle.

The drunken girl, like a snake, attached to the tall man, lifting her neck like the most elegant white swan, but at this time her wings were stained with the color of desire. It was black, attractive and mysterious.

The vapor in the bathroom blurred their eyes, making their bodies so hot as if a fire had been ignited.

The sound of swallowing saliva was like the beginning of a war.

Not knowing who kissed who first, he fire of desire burst in the magma and burned down their minds. Both of them were out of control. They both lost their mind and just wanted to rub each other into their own flesh and blood.

When the kiss was over, they were soaked to the skin, showing the most tempting side.

She… She was crying.

Tears fell down from her closed eyes. Cliff reached out his tongue, it was a little salty. He opened his eyes slowly.

He asked with his suffocating and hoarse voice, "Why are you crying? "

"Cliff, I'm not afraid."

"You..." She asked in a hoarse voice. What a beautiful view.

Anyone else would have fallen for such a temptation.

But he was crystal sober at that point.

He understood what she meant and understood what she referred to.

But even so, if her heart was not here with him, what would happen after they hooked up?

He couldn't do such a thing to her, even at her request.

Because she was not sober at the moment.

"Dear Cliff." She was like a helpless little beast. She had lost her direction in nature and didn't know where to go. She kept mumbling, begging for help.

"Lena, you are drunk." Said Cliff in a low and deep voice, cold as if he had come from an ice cave underground, he was staring at her calmly.

"No, I'm not drunk." Her long hair was waved into waves. Her unfocused eyes became clear for a short time. Her soft hand fondled the face that had been deeply rooted in her memory.

"Do you know who I am then?"

"You're Cliff, my dear Cliff!" He pouted her rosy lips to stop the chattering.

it?" Cliff held her shoulders tightly. His voice was high pitched as if he was mocking her, or trying to break through her disguise, and making the final

Lena screamed that out. She was on the verge of losing control of

His eyes darkened, and the magma in his eyes was swallowed up by

would be an

The next day.

tears, Lena found herself lying in

lying quietly beside her, as if he

she was so shocked that she fell down from the bed

is that

She, she…

had happened last night. The alcohol and the first time sex going on for the whole night made her

asked in a hoarse voice. His

twinkled with incertitude.

all over her body. Her body was as sore and uncomfortable as if it was ripped apart and got

happened to her. In a hurry, she took

"What… You, I... "

did you

her face being pale for a while, Lena became flushed. She panicked and didn't know what to do. Even her defensive action

do you think I did?" At the

closed. However, at this moment, Lena

and then bent down gracefully, getting close to

sight of this, Lena felt her heart was about to jump out of

This, this man…

this, Lena swallowed saliva swiftly. Her face turned red in panic. She held the quilt tightly and the blue veins stood

she do?

Cliff, she felt he was so strange to her. The care and gentleness

in his gestures. And his faint smile made her feel bad and sink

it?" Cliff supported himself with one hand on the edge of the bed, and said in a lazy and tantalizing tone. Meanwhile, his clear and slightly cold right hand slid through her jaw with the index

the helplessness and dependence in her eyes,

drunk in a bar last night, and you didn't have the money to pay for the drink. Then you ran into me and offered me yourself in exchange for

But you've changed into a

wished she could dig a hole in

in the bar gradually

you were really brave last night. You pushed me down on the bed and tore my pants off like a hungry

was forced to step

couldn't find anything to defend herself

gesture of listening, but locked his eyes on her little