"I can let Leila stay. However, if she makes trouble for me again, I won't make a compromise this time." Sheryl finally gave in to letting Leila stay. She was too exhausted and helpless to argue with Charles.
"Sher, thank you for your understanding." Charles kissed Sheryl on the lips.
Sheryl could smell Charles' cologne, fresh and sweet, like a clear spring in the mountain.
She closed her eyes and kissed him back. She let her guard down as she indulged herself in his kiss.
Both of their desires were like flowers blossoming at night, attractive and alluring.
Charles moved his hands from Sheryl's shoulders to her back. He tapped his fingers on her back and circled around. Then he slid down along her spine.
At his touch, Sheryl couldn't help but tremble. She bit her bottom lip and her face, pale and dazzling, showed red spots on her cheeks.
Charles started to breathe heavily. He lifted Sheryl and carried her towards the bed.
Soon, their clothes were on the floor. Charles kissed Sheryl restlessly, her forehead, her eyes, her ears...
Sheryl could hear Charles' breath, low and heavy, like the sound of a violin. She couldn't take her eyes off him since he, who was usually calm and strong all the time, blushed too. Something was burning inside her.
As Charles went down on Sheryl, she lost her breath. Her whole body couldn't help but shake. She was coming and a white light flashed over her eyes.
Charles held Sheryl's hands and bounced rhythmically. Sweat fell down from his forehead and dropped on his chest, making her want more.
His heavy breath and her sexy moaning filled the air. It sounded like a wonderful melody.
"Sher, I want you," Charles whispered in Sheryl's ears. His breath tickled her. She couldn't help but turn her head around.
Charles, however, grabbed her wrist tightly. He bent down and kissed her lips restlessly. Sheryl's eyes were filled with mist and her face blushed.
Sheryl was breathless, her voice shaking. "Char… Charles, I am yours." Charles held Sheryl's hand and kissed her fingers.
They both climaxed.
In Dream Garden's living room, Melissa and Leila had chatted for a long time downstairs. They thought Charles would be gone for a few minutes to do his business and would come down soon. But he was still upstairs after such a long time.
Did Sheryl trick Charles to stay again?
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