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