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."

"So I suspect there's a good chance this man could be my biological father."

"Do you suspect that he killed your mother?"

"I don't know. It's just a wild guess."

"Winona, tell me, what would you do if the man who killed your mother was your biological father?"

"I'll do my best to uphold justice for my mother!"

All these years, she mistook 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 bad end like that. The man didn't even show up at her funeral.

"I'll check it out for you."

She couldn't help kissing him. "Matt, you are so kind to me."

"You are my wife, okay? Who am I supposed to show my love and kindness?"

He rolled over, his weight on her, "A drop of water in need, shall be returned with a spring in deed. Now, I like flesh. Would you like to feed me some?"

Her cheeks were aflame, "Don't. Don't do it here."

As soon as he heard this, his eyes lit up. He lifted her straight up and strode towards the villa.

The sea wind blew the heavy curtains. Inside the villa, there were messy clothes on the floor. Their bodies intertwined, sunk in their most primitive desire. "Matt, don't. I can't hold more."

"Call me honey, and I'll stop."

"Honey, please stop. Please."

She had no idea that her coy face and trembling voice were like an aphrodisiac to him, driving him mad, sweating, thrusting ceaselessly.

Winona was speechless. Matt was a liar. Whenever he said that he would stop, he would fuck her harder until she cried and begged. "Sweetie, get up and take a bath."

She replied snappishly, "No! I'm out of strength."

Touching her tearful face, he regretted why he couldn't 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 to cover her skin with his trace.

After drying her body, he carried her back to the bed gently, as if he were holding a rare treasure in his arms.

Under the warm light, her little face turned rosy, and her body 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 on. And all I care about is to love you and protect you no matter what."

He said it like a vow, echoing in her heart.

She opened her eyes and looked at him. "I hear you. And I'll love you for the rest of my life."

He held her in his arms tightly as if their hearts were close to each other, creating a perfect symphony in the dark night.

"Matt, have you ever hated the man who abandoned you?"

He smiled coldly, "Hate? Does he deserve it? I don't waste my emotions for people who don't matter."

"You know who he is?"

Yeah, he has another son who shares my age."

Winona was puzzled why her fiery husband would allow someone like his father to live in the world.

"Haven't you ever thought about getting back at him?"

"Yes, I have. But that was a long time ago. I even wanted to take everything his son has and own them. But I have changed. My life is good, and I am powerful, while he is just like dirt in front of me. That is the best way to get even!"

At present, Andrew Larson had no way out to get a better life or career. He even had to obey Matt's orders without delay and counted on the latter to survive. As for his co-called brother, Benjamin, he was busy cleaning up the mess their father had left. The Larson family was a mess, which was enough for Matt. He could easily destroy them, but he wanted them to live like underdogs, admiring him from a distance all the time.

Winona didn't wake up until the next morning. She put on the pajamas Matt had prepared for her and went downstairs. Matt was running on the beach, so she could see his body through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Suddenly, a small figure rushed near her. She walked over with suspicion.

The long corridor connected numerous rooms. She approached slowly and then opened the doors one after another. When she finally came to the last room around the corner, she heard the colliding sound of tables and chairs.

"Who's there?"☐☐☐☐☐☐