In My Desperate Time

I follow Frances upstairs, and was about to head into the room to further beg for mercy. Unexpectedly, he slams the door shut, which almost knocks my nose.

Originally, if all else fails, my plan was to sleep with Frances and make him happy.

Now I didn’t even have the chance to do that.

I go back to my room and lie on the bed, but I can’t fall sleep.

Noah is innocent, how could he suffer Frances's wrath for no reason?

Suddenly, there was the sound of running water from the bathroom.

Only then do I remember that our rooms are connected.

Courageously, I tiptoe to the bathroom and open the door, revealing Frances's sturdy, wet, naked body right before me.

Even though I have seen it many times, I still feel quite nervous.

I blush and walk slowly towards him.

He frowns and looks at me, and says solemnly, "What are you doing in here?"

expression, he seems a little unhappy. He’s probably still mad

and put on

came in to shower

to him, my trembling hands gently brush against

shake. His

"Get out."

to me

could I leave at an opportunity like

hand moves on down, from his hot chest, to the bulging abdominal muscles on

becomes even more

a pull, he pulls

splashes on me, and my clothes become soaked in an instant. My clothes stick onto my body and

and his hands

his pants press against my

"No, not here."

softly and lower

legs afterwards. Now I know what it’s like to encounter someone so damn handsome to the point that constantly made you always want spread your legs open

a fire, then you gotta put

away. He presses me against the wall and wraps my right leg