In My Desperate Time

We are both drowned in the kiss.

He hasn't got his oats for days because of the busy work.

Now, it feels like someone who has been walking in the desert for several days catches sight of water.

His hand slides into my clothes and sets me on fire.

I'm just up and I don't even have the time to put on my underwear. His rough fingers linger on the sensitive spots on my breasts, causing me to tremble.

"No."

I gasp in a low voice. The refusal doesn't sound guarded, but willing.

The makeup artist and the stylist will be here soon. Frances is always reluctant to stop in a short while, so how can we have enough time to enjoy it?

However, Frances didn't seem to hear me. He lowers his head and gently bites on my shoulder.

He reaches the other hand to touch my underwear from under my nightgown.

Then he strokes my most private part through the underwear.

"They're coming soon. There's no time," I whisper, and under his caresses, I lose all my strength.

"They can wait."

the bed, takes off my nightgown and sinks his

"Jane, I want you."

somewhat husky. However,

I'm a little dizzy.

longer resist and sink

behaves very rudely like a spring chicken. Several times, I feel he wants to knock

don't be

patting

and suddenly speeds

am like a feather floating in the

a white light meets my eyes. I scream and tremble crazily as

I

...

end, he

juice rushes into the deepest part of my body. My body and mind are both

It is

heard knocks on the door. Our phones

Frances reluctantly let go of

get out of bed, about to get the

feet touch the ground, I find my legs so sore that

He's gone

has been too long since he got his oats, and he just doesn't care about

It was