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.
back instinctively, says shyly, “no... don’t.”
He stops, putting his head on my neck and says with a
in my mouth and I couldn't
would be too pretentious to say
and I have to
I close my eyes and say
is trembling because
Suddenly, I am lifted
I open my eyes. Frances Louis picks me
tension down. I catch the wrinkles out of his shirt, which is not in keeping with Frances Louis's usual
He holds me into the room and directly put me on the big bed, then his strong
Noyes, I know you're coming.”
words make me sure that all of this is the result of his premeditation.
“Frances Louis, did you set this up?” I stare
seems not knowing what I am talking about.
know very well that he
hand rubbing my softness, and the
cool, but his lips are hot, falling
I feel so nervous.
says that he didn’t touch me before, that is to say, my first time is still there.
some value, which gives me
I make myself become a commodity; it is
on every part of me like the heavy rain, all the way down to the most sensitive place. Both hands are not
down because of his teasing, and the shame liquid
Frances Louis comes up and pushes himself forward, stretching all over my body.
“Pain…”
tense and my sensitive part
“You…”
Frances Louis stares at me for a long time before
Yes.
my first time.
I believe that Frances Louis has made a thorough investigation of my situation, but he certainly doesn’t
That’s why he shows an unexpected expression.
I say nothing. In other words, I am too sore to speak.
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