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.”
stops, putting his head on my neck and says with a smile.
my mouth and I couldn't
would be
and
I close my eyes
My body is trembling because
Suddenly, I am lifted up in the
I open my eyes. Frances Louis picks me
of his 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
on the big bed, then his strong body press on mine.
“Jane Noyes, I know you're coming.” Frances Louis whispers.
His words make me sure that all of this is the result of his premeditation.
Louis, did you set this up?” I stare
“What?” He smiles lightly, seems not knowing what I am
well that he is playing the fool.
I want to ask more questions, but his body come up, one hand rubbing my softness,
hands are cool, but his lips are hot, falling on my
feel
me before, that is to say, my first time is still there.
value, which gives me a bit of bargaining capital.
I make myself become a commodity; it is really sad.
the heavy rain, all the way down to the most sensitive place. Both hands are not idle, rubbing in my sensitive place.
hear his breathing become heavy. My body gradually soften down because of his teasing, and the shame liquid also flows out
the time is right, Frances Louis comes up and pushes himself forward, stretching all
“Pain…”
makes my whole-body tense and my sensitive part
“You…”
a long time before he says, “is this your first time?”
Yes.
my first time.
my situation, but he certainly doesn’t know that a
That’s why he shows
words, I
About In My Desperate Time - Chapter 42 You play me like a fool
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