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 shyly, “no... don’t.”

his head on my neck and says with a smile.

My words stuck in my mouth

to him. It would be too pretentious to

own choice, and I have to

eyes and say nothing.

is trembling because of nervousness.

Suddenly, I am lifted up in the air.

picks me up

hold the tension down. I catch the wrinkles out of his shirt, which is not in keeping with Frances Louis's

and directly put me on the big bed, then his strong

“Jane Noyes, I know you're coming.”

make me sure that all of

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

seems not knowing what I

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

come up, one hand rubbing my softness, and the other hand begins to

His hands are cool, but his lips

I feel so nervous.

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

some value, which gives me a bit of bargaining

I make myself become a commodity; it

of me like the heavy rain, all the way down to the most sensitive

My body gradually soften down because of his teasing, and the shame liquid also flows

up and pushes himself

“Pain…”

The pain makes my whole-body tense and my sensitive part shrinks.

“You…”

Frances Louis stares at me for a long time

Yes.

my first

Louis has made a thorough investigation of my situation, but he certainly doesn’t know that

why he shows an unexpected expression.

words, I

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