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

Chapter 39

Chapter 39 The Most Conservative

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!

"Bianca Rayne, do you think I can’t do

pain in

for men a year ago. She regretted her naive belief that she

were all her

of them

her thin nightdress that had been half-pulled away. He

of her, his gaze looking toward her

when he saw her lush

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

matter what, she did not want two men to see

be accused of being a "hussy". 1 "Look at the way you're dressed. Don't you know that seeing you like this drives me mad?" Luke lowered his head again

hand touched her between her

and scalding hand reached her, she felt

body was selling

door. Bianca did not dare to move or scream, and her sobs were all swallowed up by Luke's hot

grew wetter and wetter, but the man

felt like a fish on a

dress like this for

not used to wearing her clothes to sleep. Today, though, she had put on a nightdress because she had taken a nap in the daytime. The dress reached her ankles too; it was the most conservative one

this man who was currently kissing

as though he was certain that

"I know you’re at the door, Bianca. My back is leaning right against it now, can you feel me? I know that you still love me "That’s enough..." She pressed her legs together, and her body began to struggle again, her back pressed

filled with rage as he looked down

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

them seemed to be frozen in time, but at the

was deep and

may not have much experience, but she did give herself to another

said, 'Turn around", it reminded her of those

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