William Griffith's kiss was domineering yet cautious. His long eyelashes brushed against Cherish Turner's cheeks, causing her expression to freeze at the touch.
She wanted to push him away but found that she had no strength to do so. His resolute body was right here, with an overwhelming presence in front of her.
William Griffith tasted her lips one by one. Sometimes lightly, but at other moments he couldn't control himself and increased the pressure. His hand on her waist seemed as if it wanted to crush her, yet he had to restrain himself!
With the ambiguous atmosphere on the brink of exploding, Cherish's rationality was gradually being eroded.
Her eyes closed slightly, a frown forming on her face as she thought about Daniel Peacock's betrayal. An indescribable emotion surged in her heart, and suddenly, she reached out her hands and embraced William, her fingers digging into his back and creating creases in his shirt.
She began to respond to him!
"Why?"