In My Desperate Time

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.

instinctively, says shyly, “no...

head on my neck and says

My words stuck in my mouth and I couldn't speak.

myself to him. It would be too pretentious to say no now.

is my own choice, and I have to

close my eyes and

My body is trembling because of nervousness.

Suddenly, I am lifted up in the

my eyes. Frances Louis picks me up and go straight upstairs.

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 usual dapper

He holds me into the room and directly put me on the big bed, then his strong

“Jane Noyes, I know you're coming.” Frances

of this

did you set this up?” I stare at him, unable to say my suspicion out.

“What?” He smiles lightly, seems not knowing what I

But I know very well that he

come up, one hand rubbing my softness, and the other hand begins to untie my clothes skillfully.

lips are hot, falling on

feel so nervous.

Frances Louis says that he didn’t touch me before, that is to say,

value, which gives me a bit of bargaining capital.

a

His kisses fall on every part of me like the heavy rain, all the way down to the most sensitive place. Both hands are not idle, rubbing in my

I hear his breathing become heavy. My body gradually soften down because of his teasing, and the shame liquid also flows out from my private part.

is right, Frances Louis comes up and pushes himself forward, stretching all over my body.

“Pain…”

The pain makes my whole-body tense and my

“You…”

Frances Louis stares at me for a long time before he says, “is this your first time?”

Yes.

It’s my

situation, but he certainly doesn’t know that a woman who

That’s why he shows

words, I