My Dad Please Come 165

Chapter 165

Stanley was angry now-angry that she had said this was the last time and that he shouldn't come looking for her

after this.

Wendy's soft red lips moved toward him, but he impatiently pushed her away.

However, her small hand, which had been resting on his shoulder, moved to wrap around his neck, pulling herself closer to him.

"Stanley, don't push me away!"

Her clear, shimmering eyes locked onto his, her voice soft but firm, with a hint of a playful lilt.

The challenge in her tone made his muscles tighten.

"Same condition," she continued. "This is our secret. I won't tell Jessica."

She kissed him again.

Stanley's narrowed eyes darkened, blood rushing to his face. A man who had tasted that kind of pleasure once was like a wild animal, occasionally yearning for and remembering that feeling. Her boldness, her clinginess, easily sparked the fire within him.

up resisting, and as she pressed forward, he took control, his large hand gripping her smooth, fragrant shoulder.

Honk!

honking sound interrupted them, the traffic light had

around, probably holding back frustration at the sight of the

as she sat back down, recalling the fact

the luxury car sped down the

them spoke. Stanley's hand rested on the steering wheel, his other hand, adorned with a luxury watch,

a small, soft hand reached over and lightly brushed against his fingers with her delicate pinky finger. Stanley felt his heart stir, as if a feather had gently brushed against it, sending a soft, tingling

her knew how to turn him on, understanding his every

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squeezing it before intertwining his hand with hers, pulling her delicate hand

hand

faded away. Wendy turned to look out the window. "Where are we

hummed lazily in

your place?" Wendy

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Stanley didn't answer.

hotel or

driving onto the

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