In My Desperate Time
Chapter 42 You play me like a fool
Why there is so much blood? I am shocked.
“Your hand... Lots of blood.” I say lamely.
“I want you.”
Ignoring my words, he pushes me against the door, his whole body presses mine., his hot breath gushing on my face with the nice smell of wine.
I don't like men getting drunk, because it feels like they stink. But why? Frances Louis smells so good.
The light in the room is dim, and Frances Louis’s eyes are burning like fire, which could melt me at any moment.
“Did…did you drink?”
I swallow, shrink back, and say nervously.
“Yes.” Frances Louis answers softly and looks at me with deep eyes.
I was going to say something to ease the tension, but it seems even more awkward.
Frances Louis knows why I come here, or he wouldn't be waiting for me at home. But he doesn’t mention it, and I couldn't say it, either.
I have vowed solemnly that I would never be his mistress, but only two days later, I send myself to his house.
I think I'm a joke. Those pride and self-respect, now all become my laughing stock.
His fiery kisses come over me, and I can’t resist. I can only let his tongue invade my mouth with the smell of alcohol.
Hot, so hot.
This time, I am not drugged, but my body, is still so hot.
Steven Song is right. I can’t resist a.
But now there is no way for me to turn back.
His hands stroke my hair and then, all the way down, stop at my chest and rub vigorously, leaving the blood with warm breath on my skin.
My heart skips a beat.
pull back instinctively, says shyly, “no... don’t.”
He stops, putting his head on my neck and says with a smile.
stuck in my
him. It would be too pretentious to say
choice, and
my eyes and say
My body is trembling because of nervousness.
Suddenly, I am lifted up in the air.
open my eyes. Frances Louis picks me up and go straight upstairs.
I clutch the hem of his shirt, but I couldn't hold the tension down. I catch the wrinkles out of his shirt, which is not in keeping with Frances Louis's
put me on the big bed,
“Jane Noyes, I know you're coming.” Frances Louis whispers.
His words make me sure that all of this is the
I stare at him, unable to say my suspicion out.
“What?” He smiles lightly, seems not knowing what I am talking about.
that he is playing the fool.
body come up, one hand rubbing my softness, and the other hand begins
hands are cool, but his lips are hot, falling on my hot
I feel
says that he didn’t touch me before, that is to say, my first time is still
some value, which gives me a bit of bargaining capital.
become a commodity; it is really
all the way down to the most sensitive place. Both hands are not idle, rubbing
down because of his teasing, and the shame liquid also flows out from my private
Frances Louis comes up
“Pain…”
pain makes my whole-body tense and my sensitive part shrinks.
“You…”
me for a long time before he says, “is this your first time?”
Yes.
my first time.
Frances Louis has made a thorough investigation of my situation, but he certainly doesn’t know that
That’s why he shows an unexpected
nothing. In other words, I am too sore to speak.
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