In My Desperate Time

Hungry for man? No, I don’t!

“No, no, no. I said It was an accident. Frances Louis, let me go!”

I look at my red wrist pinched by him and feel helpless. Frances Louis is a much more possessive man than I thought.

“If you want more people to notice you, just shout loudly.” Says Frances Louis quietly, without turning his head.

Even if I don’t do anything, just standing next to Frances Louis would have attracted enough attention. So, I can only obediently shut the mouth, let him lead me forward.

“Mr. Louis, why are you leaving here so soon? This is a special birthday party for you.” 'says someone.

“Have a good time. I've got some personal matters to deal with.”

That man gives me a deep and meaningful look.

“I understand, take your time.”

Frances Louis leads me all the way into the elevator. As the doors closes, he presses me against the wall and kisses me straight down.

His kisses sweep over me like a storm, encroaching on my sanity.

Suddenly I notice the camera opposite flashing red dots. If others see us kissing like this, I really have no face to see them.

“Ca…camera.”

I try hard to extruded this word from my lips.

It takes several seconds for Frances Louis to stop. He turns to the camera coldly and commands, “turn it off now.”

two seconds, the red spots

is really a big shot with great

did you know that someone is

are blocked

and gradually arouses the desire in my heart. I feel my whole body

elevator goes all the way down

throws me on the bed, and presses his great

I have an injury on

think you're hurt when you're dancing with another man!” He snorts coldly with his big hands putting on the softness of

just dancing.

indifferent man

but with Frances Louis's strength,

fewer clothes on

that I can’t do strenuous exercise, would

position that won't hurt you. I'll be gentle today.” says Frances Louis. He takes off my underpants without my permission and

struggle. I can only let his

His movements are much slower than before, but each push reaches to the deepest part of my body. I feel my heart and my body tremble uncontrollably. I bite my lips, trying not

“S…slowly.” I say tremblingly.

already slow.” The man says innocently. Then a hard push, of which the pleasure makes me

front of Frances Louis. For all the time, I have

Louis leans over

bed, but my mouth is stubborn, “No, not comfortable. Not at all. You must finish quickly.

the voice of Frances

over and carries me out of

wrap around his waist tightly. As a result, every step he