Cherish Turner felt her tongue go numb and swollen as he sucked on it, making it difficult for her to breathe. She pushed him away, but this damn man wouldn't budge at all!
William Griffith didn't appear particularly strong on ordinary days, always looking refined and composed. It was winter, so one couldn't see any muscles through his clothes, but Cherish had the impression that he was the type who looked lean when clothed, but had a good physique when undressed.
Just like now, he was so resolute that she couldn't shake him off.
There was no one in the driver's seat, which left the security guard even more puzzled.
As he looked at the passenger's side, he saw that half of the man's body had crossed over to the passenger seat, obviously pinning someone underneath him.
Were they engaged in car sex? This was a civilized residential area! Surely such a scandalous act couldn't happen here! So, he walked around to the passenger side and knocked on the window.
