Dear Soldier, Put Your Gun Down
Chapter 58 Would You Like to Feed Me Some Flesh?
Matt wrapped her legs around his waist, patted her buttocks, and smiled evilly, “I won’t resist today. So, come and ravage me.”
Winona burst into laughter, “Matt, when did you become a masochist?”
“As long as you are happy, I don’t care what kind of a man I become.”
She knew that men didn’t know much about how to coax women if they stayed in the army for a long time. Mostly, they were simpler and more straightforward. Therefore, she was quite moved after realizing that he had racked his brain to cheer her up.
She held his face in her hands and kissed him, “Matt, thank you.”
He clasped her neck and deepened the kiss, but he resisted his desire for her sake even if he was turned on. They lay still on the soft sand, watching the blue sky and clouds, listening to the flowing tide. In the distance, a few seagulls chirped one after another.
He had her in his arms, “Silly, you belong to me. Why don’t you just tell me?”
She turned to look at him seriously, “Matt, I’m not Winona Winston. I... I don’t even know who I really am.”
Matt had sort of figured out what she meant, so he kissed her eyes, “Winona, I’m Matt Snider, but I’m also your husband who is going to protect you and shield you from the wind and rain.”
Winona almost cried, “Christopher had never cared about me or treated my mother nicely. I hated him all these years, but my hatred has become pointless right now. I don’t even know who I should blame.”
“Honey, that’s not important. All that matters is you love me, okay?”
His comfort warmed her and made it easier for her to tell him the truth, “My mother’s death was a heavy blow to me. Christopher seems to know the behind story, but he keeps it a secret. I can tell that he is defending someone.”
“The man who can make his mouth shut must be of higher capability and status than him.”
chance this man
that he
don’t know. It’s just a wild
would you do if the man who
my best to uphold justice for
that the person her mother loved was Christopher, and his betrayal hurt her badly. But now, she finally realized that her mother had another man in her heart. It made sense because her mother never felt hurt after Christopher beat her violently. She didn’t love him, so she didn’t hate him, either. It was a pity that she loved the wrong man. Otherwise, she wouldn’t get a
it
help kissing him. “Matt, you are
are my wife, okay? Who am I supposed to show
his weight on her, “A drop of water in need, shall be returned with a spring in deed. Now, I
aflame, “Don’t. Don’t do
up. He lifted her straight up and strode towards the
messy clothes on the floor. Their bodies intertwined,
don’t. I can’t
me honey,
“Honey, please stop. Please.”
coy face and trembling voice were like an aphrodisiac to him, driving him mad, sweating, thrusting
a liar. Whenever he said that he
and take a
“No! I’m
control himself when facing her. He carried her in his arms, wiping her body gently. The hickeys on her made him proud. He knew he would want
bed gently, as if he were holding a rare
was seductive after enjoying the pleasure of sex. He reached out to light her hair behind her ear, “Winona, you are everything to me from this moment