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.

I pull back instinctively,

stops, putting his head on my neck and says with a smile.

My words stuck in my mouth

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

my own choice, and I have to

eyes and say nothing.

body is trembling because of

I am lifted up in the air.

I open my eyes. Frances Louis picks me up and go straight

of his shirt, but I couldn't hold the tension down. I catch the wrinkles

into the room and directly put me on the big bed,

I know you're coming.”

sure that all of this is the

“Frances Louis, did you set this up?” I stare at him, unable

not knowing what I am

that he is playing the fool.

want to ask more questions, but his body come up, one hand rubbing my softness, and

hands are cool, but his lips are hot, falling on my

feel so nervous.

didn’t touch me before, that is to say, my

which gives me a bit of bargaining capital.

I make myself become a commodity; it is really sad.

fall on every part of me like the heavy rain, all the way down

down because of his teasing, and the shame liquid also flows

comes up and pushes himself forward, stretching all over

“Pain…”

whole-body tense and my sensitive part shrinks.

“You…”

long time before

Yes.

It’s my

Louis has made a thorough investigation of my situation, but he certainly doesn’t know that a woman who has been married for six months can still

he shows

In other words, I am

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