Mercy stared at him, not quite catching what he said. She thought the older man was scolding her and her tears flowed even more.
"Why are you yelling at me, mister? You’re so mean..."
The next moment, her eyes widened as her words were silenced by a kiss.
Timmy, the driver up front, quickly raised the partition, not wanting to see anything he shouldn't.
The man's deep woody scent mingled with the girl's sweet fragrance, creating a unique aroma.
Dexter kissed her deeply and soon Mercy was struggling to catch her breath, whimpering as she tried to push him away.
When the long kiss finally ended, Dexter wiped the moisture from her lips with his thumb and asked, "Still crying?"
Mercy, with her wide, cat-like eyes still glistening with tears, quickly shook her head, afraid he might make
