I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Just then, Jean walked over and tried to turn the bedroom doorknob.

He turned it a few times, but it did not budge.

At some point, Luke had locked the door from inside. However, this was just a regular doorknob, and it was not very sturdy.

Bianca's heart leaped into her throat and stayed there, all the blood draining from her face...

Her lips were sealed by the man's scalding kiss. She could only look at the man with sorrow deep in her eyes, shaking her head desperately.

Luke kissed her for a long time, venturing deep into her mouth every time. After a pause, he pulled his tongue out of her mouth, his gaze bright with an unending blaze of lust.

The man's well-defined side profile stuck to one of her cheeks. The warmth of their bodies melded together, and his large hand did not ease up its grip on her wrists at all. Instead, his other hand, placed between his legs, applied even more pressure there.

"No..."

Bianca could not help another shudder.

Her knees were weak, and she needed to lean on something, but in her daze she pounced forward into his firm embrace, which was already trapping her tightly.

"Let go of me... Don't do this..."

She could finally breathe. With tears in her eyes, she forced her voice into the softest of whispers.

The person outside would not stop either.

After Jean failed to open the door the first time, he did not give up. He thought that Bianca was just throwing a tantrum and refusing to meet him. He knew that he tended to go out of hand when he was drunk.

He took a few minutes to calm down and lit a cigarette so he could settle his thoughts. As he watched the smoke rise, however, he only grew ever more frustrated!

He stood outside the bedroom door, trying to turn the doorknob a few more times. It was as though he had a grudge with the lock!

Finally, Jean slammed his cigarette butt onto the floor, screaming, "Bianca Rayne, do you think I can't do anything to you just cuz you locked the door? Don't forget, you're my fiancee!!"

Bianca felt a pain in her chest.

She regretted agreeing to date Jean a year ago. She regretted holding out any hope for men a year ago. She regretted her naive belief that she could still stand a chance at happiness.

Those were all her mistakes.

two of them were the only ones in this house, fully

hand between her thighs moved slowly, grabbing her thin nightdress that had been half-pulled away. He then pulled the material upward

of her, his gaze

was when he

dare to ram into the door. She was afraid of making too much noise, lest

want two men

not want Jean to overhear or see the humiliating way she looked right now. She did not want to be accused

you know that seeing you like this drives me mad?" Luke lowered his head again to kiss

large hand touched

felt some

was right outside, and the only thing that separated them was a thin door. Bianca did not dare to move or scream, and

wetter and wetter, but the man only

felt like a fish

purposely dress like this for his eyes.

her clothes to sleep. Today, though, she had put on a nightdress because she had taken

ankles too; it was the most

a visit from this man who was currently

explain, as though

to seduce

locked

door and took a

you're

right against it now, can you feel me? I know that you

together, and her body began to

pressed

his eyes open and filled with rage as he looked down at her, the petite little

her eyes. She could not shout because that would only make things even

this may not matter to a man,

the man's strong brow and sharp features as she gulped. The

them seemed to be frozen in time, but at the same time, he had

hard for anyone to defy him

around." The man's voice was deep

much experience, but she did give herself to another man five years ago,

it reminded her of

that bed, letting that man penetrate her over and

matter what she said.

teeth. If he really did anything to her today, she would sue him. No matter what it