Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 32 I’ll Make You Like It Even More!

"You like it?" Luke asked in a low voice before picking her up from the bench in one go, his actions rough and hurried.

She flew from the bench, her body crashing into a wall of flesh that then held her captive.

It took her a while to realize that she had fallen into that man's firm embrace.

'Til make you like it even more!" With those words, Luke pressed her against the glass window in the cabin again. High up in the air, he kissed her tender and rosy lips.

The soft and cool sensation was plastered against her skin.

"Mm..." She felt him suck on her lips.

Driven by his temptation, she reached out her arms to hug his sturdy waist...

When he felt the woman in his arms reach closed toward him, he opened his thin lips and guided her along.

Bianca's fair little hands first held the man's waist, then they climbed onto the man's broad and strong shoulders. Her body reacted honestly; it was clear that she really liked this powerful male body.

Her little tongue slipped into his overbearing mouth, and they locked into each other, venting their own desires and need.

It was only when she was gasping for air that he finally let go of her lips slightly. The next second, though, she raised her head a little, and the man's warm moist lips approached her ears instead.

Luke's breath was scalding on his lips, and he pressed them against her petite earlobe...

"Mm..." Bianca could not help a moan.

Her pretty face was flushed with lust. Before she knew it, the man's clothes looked even more unkempt than hers. The hem of his shirt had been pulled out of his pants, and only four of his buttons remained intact.

As the man licked and sucked on her earlobe, as he nibbled on every inch of her skin from her neck to her collar and beyond, she felt ecstasy, her body trembling.

The man’s steady heartbeat, his gradually labored breathing, his slender waist, his firm pecs, all of them were lethal knives that killed the last of her rationality.

"Give me..." she cried out shamelessly. 1

Her tears balanced on her lashes. She was this close to crying.

Luke bit her beautiful collarbone gently.

hand to his belt, undoing

Bam!

bounced out

on it, and it even hurt when it hit her soft

"Bzzt bzzt bzzt-"

phone vibrated at exactly the wrong

amidst the woman's constantly moaning tongue

The phone rang again.

pulled it out and gave the caller ID a dark

It was Jason Doyle.

onto the floor. He then lowered his head and kissed those moist

The phone rang again.

in his car, holding his phone in one hand and his deeply frowning brow in the other. He had lost track

eight times, nine times,

Finally, someone picked up!

phone as he said, "Sorry, Mr. Crawford, but I had to make this call. We found the bottle this drug came in in a trash can at the hotel, then we sent the remnants of the liquid fortesting. The results came in really

she does?” Luke's voice was like a blade of

down Jason’s head. "If she does, there's a chance she'll

summer right now, but Jason felt like there was a sword held against his throat. The back of

doctor over." After a long pause,

On the Ferris wheel.

stayed a certain distance away from Bianca.

empty, so she

fire, you're the one who'll be burned." Luke knew

Bianca began to sob.

It felt bad.

It felt so horrible!

another twenty

way she looked as she wept. His usually stone- cold heart softened all of a

mean he could

lips covered her

"Mm... Mm..."

saved. The heat gathered in her body transformed into her scalding hot breath, blowing on the man’s beautifully-defined chin, lighting a fire in him

rough hand held her soft skin

weak in the knees, her mind