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, says shyly, “no...
don’t?” He stops, putting his head on my
in my mouth and
myself to him. It would be too pretentious to say no now.
It is my own choice, and I have to accept
I close my eyes and
My body is trembling because of nervousness.
I am lifted up in
I open my eyes. Frances Louis picks me up
the tension down. I catch the wrinkles out of his shirt, which
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 coming.” Frances Louis whispers.
all of this is the result of
I stare at him, unable to say my suspicion out.
not knowing what I am talking about.
that he is
questions, but his body come up, one hand rubbing my softness, and the other hand
His hands are cool, but his lips are hot, falling on my hot
I feel
that he didn’t touch me before, that is to say, my
only my hymen has some value, which gives me a bit of bargaining capital.
become a commodity; it is really sad.
me like the heavy rain, all the way down to the most sensitive place.
My body gradually soften down because of his teasing, and the shame
Frances Louis comes up and pushes himself forward, stretching all over my body.
“Pain…”
whole-body tense
“You…”
time before he says, “is this your first time?”
Yes.
my
I believe that Frances Louis has made a thorough investigation of my situation, but he certainly doesn’t know that
shows an unexpected expression.
I say nothing. In other words, I
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