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

had been half-pulled away. He then pulled the material

of her, his gaze looking

was when he saw

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

did not want two men to

the humiliating way she looked right now. She did not want to

this drives me mad?" Luke lowered his head again to kiss her lips, his touch even rougher and more possessive

hand touched her between

dry and scalding hand reached her, she felt some wet and sticky there. Her body was selling

a thin door. Bianca did not dare to move or scream, and her sobs were

and wetter, but

fish on

purposely dress like

she had put on a nightdress because she had taken

ankles too; it was the most conservative

a visit from this man who was currently kissing

her a chance to explain, as though he was certain that she

to seduce him.

locked

and took a long time to gather himself

know you're at

My back is leaning right against it now, can you feel me?

pressed her legs together,

her back pressed

he looked down

could not

not matter to a man, but

and

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

made it hard for anyone to

man's voice was deep and filled

experience, but she did give herself to

around", it

lay in that bed, letting that man penetrate

to say anything too loudly. However, she also knew that it did not matter what she said. This man would not be afraid in the slightest, and he

such a life, dancing like a puppet to everyone else's strings. She gritted her teeth. If he really did