The Despised Wife - S01 E30

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The Despised Wife - S01 E30

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 30

William’s POV

Even though I’m not supposed to kiss her, I can’t get enough of her soft, plump lips and her delicious butterscotch taste. Every time I pulled away, I had to go back for more, and it didn’t help that she teased me about other men kissing her. I don’t even understand the knee-weakening feeling I’m getting right now. I know I sound like a girl, but I can’t help it! I gently nibbled on her bottom lip and she moaned softly. D--n it, now I have an even bigger erection thanks to her moan. I licked her bottom lip so she would open her mouth and let me taste her again. However, instead of opening her mouth, she bit my bottom lip and tugged it gently. I growled and pulled her closer to me, even though there is virtually no more room between us. I kept my arms wrapped around her soft body and tilted my head further to deepen the kiss. My hands slipped under her shirt and I rubbed her smooth, warm skin. She gasped and I immediately put my tongue into her mouth and swirled it around, the taste of butterscotch becoming prominent once more. I sighed happily, I could go on kissing her forever.

Unfortunately she ran out of breath and slowly pulled away. We were both breathing heavily and Heather was staring at me in confusion. I could understand her dilemma though, I kissed her once again, even though I said it wouldn’t happen again. I put my left hand on her warm, round cheek and rubbed it gently. I moved my thumb to her lips and gulped. Her lips were swollen and a dark, rosy-pink color. I had to control myself from s-----g her bottom lip again. “William,” she said softly, “what was that?” “I couldn’t help it.” I answered honestly. “Your lips are so addictive. I can continue to kiss you forever.” She blushed and looked at her feet, causing me to chuckle at her embarrassment. I looked behind her to see the a-----e from before, coming towards us. What the hell did he want? “Hello again, sexy woman.” He smirked. Heather spun around to look at him and gasped, before backing away into my chest. I wrapped my arms around her waist from the back and tugged her closer. I did not like the look in this guy’s eyes. Heather’s POV Oh no. It was the same guy from the dress store a week ago and he was staring at me lustfully. Gross! “What do you want?” William snapped. He tightened his hold around my waist. The guy smirked at William. “So you’re her dear hubby. I met her at a shop last week and boy did she look sexy as hell. Oh, the things I wanted to do to her.” “Back off man, before I pound you to a pulp. SHE IS MINE.” William growled out through clenched teeth. William honestly looked really scary. He had this fierce in his eyes and his jaw was clenched so tight that I could see it ticking. Yet, the stupid part of me was thinking about how hot he looked pissed off. I guess the guy thought William was being serious because he stepped back and put his hands up. “Sorry dude, just wanted to see if you would give her up for a night.” Okay, this guy is absolutely sick. I was so close to vomiting. However, I was snapped out of my nausea when William let me go, and stalked toward the guy with his right hand clenched in a fist. He pulled back to punch the guy, but I ran and grabbed his fist quickly. “William, don’t. He isn’t worth it, just leave him alone.” I whispered into his ear. William’s face was red with anger, but he stepped back anyways. The guy immediately took off. William turned to face me and I stepped back in fear at his deadly look. There were people staring at us and I felt really awkward. “This is all your fault. I wouldn’t need to almost beat up guys and embarrass myself, if you weren’t such a w---e and didn’t dress like a s--t.” William growled lowly. I stared at him in shock and hurt. What the hell? Before I knew what I was doing, I slapped him right across his face. His face snapped to the side and he slowly brought his face to meet mine again. He smirked. “The truth hurts, doesn’t it?” “You don’t know a thing about me, William Henry Solace. You just assume everything. Have you ever thought about my side of the story? If you did, you would know that I’m not a w---e or a s--t. If you did, you would know I didn’t want to marry you. If you did, you would know that I’m not the one you should target for revenge!” I yelled angrily. There were tears running down my cheeks and I wiped them hastily. He stared at me in astonishment and disbelief, like he couldn’t believe a word I said. I shook my head before turning towards the sidewalk again and walking off, leaving him to think about everything.