You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1304

Joyce's brain was spinning and her head hurt and swollen. Unperturbed, he asked, "I raped you?"

“Right.” Luther stifled a laugh and began to entice her, “You can do to me what I once did to you, rape. That way, you can avenge yourself and relieve the resentment you felt in your heart back then."

"Is that okay?" Joyce asked cluelessly.

She shook her head, her brain could not think, always felt something wrong, and could not think. Did it seem like a loss? Why was there always a feeling that she was losing money? Unfortunately, she was too drunk to figure it out.

“It's okay." Seeing her confusion, he continued to entice, "You took what you hated most back then and took revenge on me. You do the math, you won't lose. And it's a bargain.”

It was the ultimate in seduction, and he took her hand and helped her untie her own nightgown.

“You really won't resist?" She asked confusedly.

He held back his laughter, in fact his body was so tense that it felt like it was about to explode. Such an enticement was simply torturing himself. With all his patience, he coaxed and enticed her, removing his clothes, and his pants.

revenge with reckless abandon, the opportunity is too good to lose ." His voice was almost hoarse, like

and after thinking and thinking, she still thought

and under

that, she ripped off the bath towel, suddenly reversed, and pinned him

remembered to turn off the

images, shy sounds, clearly

Endless.

into

before Joyce did, and he couldn't get out of bed, wrapped his arms around

that he was too unrestrained. In any case, she had only been sick for a short time, and she had been drinking last night, so he shouldn't

finally had her again. He has tried his best to control himself, otherwise I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to get out of bed

about it, the more he felt funny, and got it just like that, although it

didn't want to wait a

Joyce woke

his arms, feeling warm, hugging tighter, where her palms cover, smooth, three-dimensional

up