SWNOVELS Chapter 128 My Dear Wife
William failed to notice her emotions and continued to laugh. His usually tightly pursed lips were now curling all the way up, which added a pinch of gentleness to his sculpturesque face. He looked stunning. "Are you angry?" Talking in a smiling tone, he gazed at Sherry gently. He finally realized her expression was off.
Pouting, she turned back and looked at him, "Don't you call me that anymore. We're not sure yet whether I'll really be your wife!"
She knew he would probably be married with Lucille by now if it wasn't for the fact Mr. Rowland was strongly against it. He probably called her "my wife" countless times before to be able to say it so naturally at this moment.
A hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes for a moment before he assured her. "You're the only wife I have, Sherry!"
"You said that to someone else before, didn't you?" Sherry was aggrieved. "You must be calling someone that a lot that you're so natural with it now, no?"
William was stunned and looked at her frowning expression astonishingly. He didn't know how to explain it and could only sigh, "Sherry, you're really mad? All right, I'll stop calling you that then."
He became moody. It was actually his first time calling someone his wife.
His reaction made Sherry felt her hypothesis was true that he did call Lucille "my wife" before. She turned to look outside the window. Her mood was cloudy at this moment. She said blandly, "Let's go now." He started the car. The atmosphere in the car was depressing.
William didn't dare to speak. He scared it would piss her off.
But the more he remained silent, the more turmoil it was in Sherry's heart.
"What do you want to eat?" he said cautiously. He was afraid one misstep would make her ignore him again. After all, while he was trying to make up to Lucille for what he did, he did Sherry wrong too. He would make it up to her with all his life!
He took her to a high-end restaurant and asked for a private room.
"Why are we here?" Sherry said while William dragged her in. She didn't like to go to high-end luxurious places, especially a private room.
"Dinner!"
"It's pricey here!" She said in a low voice.
The waiter looked at her with despise upon hearing that, as if she was a country bumpkin. Sherry bit her lip in embarrassment.
William shot daggers at the waiter from the corner of his eyes. His glare was so fierce the waiter immediately lowered his head in fear.
William turned around to look at Sherry, who was biting her lip. He felt bad for her. This was the woman he loved, who had had it rough in life. "I can afford it. You're too skinny, you need to eat more!" "Give me your best combo set. It must be nutritious as well!" he said.
"But..." Sherry was about to say something.
"No but!" he growled, and said to the waiter, "You can leave now! And don't come in unless there's anything!"
"Yes sir!" The waiter immediately left.
After a few moments, the dishes were up.
"Please don't bother us anymore!" William reminded again.
When it was only the two of them in the room, William dragged Sherry to sit on his lap. "Sherry!"
She looked at him and felt weird sitting on his lap. But he held her at the waist, not letting her off. "Listen to me, Sherry. I had only called you as my wife all my life. And you'll be the only person I'll call that!" Finally, he opened up to her frankly.
Sherry's heart trembled. She didn't really believe it, but William's expression was dead serious when he said that.
"I deem that the truest form of my feelings for you. I never call any other woman that. I really mean it when I call you my wife!"
The cloud in Sherry's heart was finally swept away. Deeply moved, tears rolled down her eyes as she closed them.
"Don't cry!" he said in an extremely gentle tone and wiped off the tears with his slender hands clumsily.
"You really never call Lucille that?" she asked lightly. She was behaving like a completely jealous woman that even she couldn't stand it herself. However, this was her honest expression. "Never!" He shook his head.
That put a smile on her teary face.
"My wife?" he called again. She didn't refuse it this time but hooked his neck and kissed him.
Their lips touched. William was exhilarated, his heart beating like crazy. That made him made his move. He put his tongue into her mouth and started sucking her tongue...
He kissed her while his hands pried into her clothes. The suit he put on her covered up her coat underneath, which was now lifted up. His hands moved from her butt to the corner of her shirt, then on to her breasts, teasing her sensitive nipples...
Damn, she couldn't resist it anymore...
"William! Let... let go of me!"
"Call me your husband!" he growled and dove into her coat. Kissing and biting, he was leaving marks on her silky fair skin.
"Stop it!" Her body was more sensitive now that she had got pregnant, which made her went weak at his provocation. "Please don't!"
"Don't what?" He chuckled and halted on his torturing kiss. But his eyes were scrutinizing at the beauty in front of him unbridled. He didn't want to let go of her.
She panted, losing all her ability to resist.
He looked at the blush on her exquisite face. Her ink black pupils were partially hidden behind her long eyelashes. Her skin was fair and fleshy, which made it alluring. He was triggered. He said on a raspy voice, "Sherry, I can't wait anymore!"
He stared at Sherry. He was entranced by her bewitched expression. He couldn't help but stroked her cheek and held her face in his hands. They were gazing at each other. She was trying to avoid his gaze, because it was so alluring it felt like it would suck her soul away.
For a moment there, she just stared at him blankly. Curling his lips, William moved closer to her face and said in a low voice, "My wife, your face now looked like a cooked shrimp..."
Only then Sherry came back to her senses and pushed him away. She was blushing even more, "William you asshole..."
She was already embarrassed to be entranced by his charm, and he was teasing her. When she was trying to get off his laps, William yanked her so hard she fell into his cuddle. Before she could react, he shu her up with his insatiable lips.
His warm, manly, wet and domineering lips were sucking at hers gently. It was numb and itchy. She felt like a current was running through her body while she widened her eyes. Her hands were pushing at his firm chest.
His bulky figure locked her in like a sturdy wall. Her coat was tugged away even more and her dress was now lifted up!
Sherry almost couldn't breathe.
He smooched her wildly, as if venting all his and love and longing for her.
He continued with his wanton scorching kiss while his huge hands wandering around her body. He pried open Sherry's tightly shut lips with his tongue, which was prepared to explore the insides. Sherry felt his tongue slid in and wreaked havoc relentlessly. No matter how hard she tried to run away with her tongue, he was after it like a predator.
Her lips swelled out of his overbearing sucking, which made it more seducing. This cause a ripple of entrancement in William's heart...
He sucked even harder at her soft lips, so hard as if trying to knock her out. She was intrigued by his domineering act. Her head was buzzing.
Perhaps they were suppressing their emotions too much that it had to be released this day! They couldn't hold it in anymore!
William couldn't express the complexity he was feeling. The struggle he was having could only be seen on his sculpturesque face, which was showing both pain and yearning.
He yearned for this woman in his arms, who was so wonderful he couldn't let go of her. He would never forget the staggering feeling he got back when she smilingly wished him happiness with Lucille! Perhaps love was an ordeal that would only bring one fruition by the end. He firmly believed they were going to stay together. They would be!
Sherry was out of breath from his smooch. She was almost suffocating while he hands were all over her body.
She gave in just because he said she was the only woman he called his wife!
At this moment, she decided to not worry about anything else anymore! She was going to do whatever she wanted even if it meant hell! But... Lucille's face flashed across her mind. The horrified look on her face made Sherry's heart throbbed!
William felt her struggling and muttered, "Don't think about anything else, Sherry. Don't think about anything! I love you! I love only you..."
He knew what was bothering her?
Tears rolled down her cheeks again.
He felt bad for her even more when he tasted the saltiness on her cheek.
He pulled out his tongue and licked away her tears. His warm tongue ran across her face and slid towards her ear. He took her earlobe in his mouth.
Sherry was trembling. She struggled to push his face away from hers but he was sucking and licking at her ear seductively, provoking her.
Sherry was frustrated. She knew she should be pushing him away but her body just went weak at this moment. It seemed she was intrigued by William's actions.
This shouldn't be! There were still things that were unsettled between them. This shouldn't be!
It was chaotic. William couldn't wait any longer! He hooked Sherry's waist with one arm and covered her torso with his coat, just in case any outsider suddenly came in the room.
He used another arm to lift Sherry's butt and moved it closer in between his legs. He wanted Sherry to know how much he wanted her at this moment!
Sherry immediately stiffened her body and lifted her head, trembling. She looked at him with a terrified gaze. The arousal in William's eyes made her lowered her head again in fluster. Pushing at his chest, she tried to struggle her way out.
However, he pulled down her stockings and removed his belt. He lifted her leg with a trembling hand and thrust into her while smooching her brutally.
In an unexpected way, he entered her body that was yearning to be filled...
As she was about to scream out of astonishment, he shut her up again with force.
Then, he kissed her gently.
Her lips were silky soft like petals. While his tongue lingered inside, he felt a current shooting through his body.
Sherry closed her eyes. She had lost all her strength and was delicate like a pack of cotton.
The tension and adrenaline rush were breaking her spirit!0000