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.

instinctively, says

“Why don’t?” He stops, putting his head on my neck and says with a

my mouth and I couldn't

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

is my own choice, and I have to

I close my eyes and say nothing.

trembling because of nervousness.

Suddenly, I am lifted up in the air.

I open my eyes. Frances Louis picks me up and

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 appearance.

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

“Jane Noyes, I know you're

me sure that all of this is

stare at him, unable to say my suspicion

not knowing what I

I know very well that

come up, one hand rubbing my

lips are hot, falling on my

I feel so

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

has some value, which gives me a bit

make myself become a commodity; it is

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

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

time is right, Frances Louis comes up and pushes himself forward, stretching

“Pain…”

The pain makes my whole-body tense and my sensitive

“You…”

for a long time

Yes.

It’s my first time.

my situation, but he certainly doesn’t know that a woman who has been married for six months can still be a

shows an unexpected expression.

other words,

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