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,

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

stuck in my mouth and I couldn't speak.

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

It is my own choice, and I have

my eyes and say nothing.

body is trembling because of

am lifted up in

my eyes. Frances Louis picks me up and

I couldn't hold the tension down. I catch the wrinkles out of his shirt, which is

me on the big bed, then his strong

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

sure that all of

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

lightly, seems not knowing what I

But I know very well that he is playing the fool.

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

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

I feel so

Frances Louis says that he didn’t touch me before, that is to say, my first time is still there.

Perhaps, only my hymen has some value, which gives me

a commodity; it

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 sensitive place.

of his teasing, and the shame liquid also flows out from my private part.

When the time is right, Frances Louis comes up and

“Pain…”

pain makes my whole-body tense and my sensitive

“You…”

Frances Louis stares at me for a long time

Yes.

It’s my

investigation of my situation, but he certainly doesn’t know

That’s why he shows an unexpected expression.

In other words, I am too

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