The temperature rose, and Cherish Turner went from wooden acceptance to gradually responding.
In her mind, a string suddenly snapped in that second, and amidst his breaths between their lips, she couldn't resist him any longer.
Feeling her response, in the next moment, William Griffith turned over and pressed Cherish down beneath himself!
The intense kiss surged forth like a wild horse with a broken rein.
Cherish was so nervous that she closed her eyes, making the sensation of his kiss even clearer. Sensing this, her entire body suddenly arched.
The sensation was strange, yet somewhat familiar.
She didn't know how to respond, she could only let the man lead her on.
Like a small boat, drifting and rocking.
The surging tide of longing crashed down as William's kisses trailed downwards, lingering in the hollow of her neck. The heavy, warm breath made Cherish lose her senses.
She should have pushed him away, she knew the two of them shouldn't be like this.
