Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 115

"How about I show you what a good time really is?" Luke pushed her shirt up.

His big hands pressed against her skin while his thin lips kissed the back of her head.

He took a whiff of the fragrance of her hair.

Bianca looked away. She panted as she said, "You're not going to let me go today, are you?"

Luke used practical actions to tell her whether he would let her go.

He lifted and pushed up her tight bodycon skirt.

She was on full display for him and he was delighted.

When she felt his fiery kisses on every inch of her body, methodically going closer, goosebumps rose all over her body. She was fighting with herself between her rational thinking and how much she was sinking into it.

The fruit knife on the cabinet was in her view for a long time.

What was left of her continued to stare at the fruit knife while the rest of her could not help but furrowed her brows and moaned slightly. Her body could not stand his teasing anymore, so her body inevitably started moving.

As they fumbled around, she moved toward the cabinet.

Luke kissed her smooth and pale beautiful back, imprinting traces of him on it. At the same time, the sound of his belt's metal buckle being unbuckled reached her ears.

She felt him pull his belt out and saw the belt being thrown by him onto the carpet casually.

Finally, he unzipped his pants and was about to take her into the abyss to sink in together.

"No... Don't..." Her body was trying to push him away. She panicked and grabbed the fruit knife.

Luke thrust forward fiercely.

He held her waist tightly with his two big hands as if he was about to break her before wrapping his arms tightly around her body.

She tried blocking him again and again until they reached the cabinet.

During their intimate struggle, Luke was focused and did not notice that she had quietly reached for the fruit knife.

Her heart beat faster as her trembling fingers gripped the fruit knife.

If she gave him a stab, he would probably understand how much she wanted him to leave her alone.

As she fought against herself, his thing came out and the moment he tried to insert it into her, she turned around desperately and thrust the fruit knife toward his arm.

Slash!

The sound of the tip of a knife cutting into flesh was obvious.

They were very close to each other and it was hard to miss it.

After they stopped struggling against each other, Bianca’s hand trembled as she lost her grip on the fruit knife. She looked up at him in panic, then looked at his blood-stained sleeves on his white shirt. She was utterly shocked.

Luke squeezed her chin with a grim expression on his face. He gritted his teeth, and there was burning anger that was about to explode against her in his fierce eyes. However, his anger was suppressed.

Bianca trembled with fright like a kid who had done something wrong. Tears started falling from her eyes.

Luke grasped her trembling hand and pressed her hand down onto his member. He asked in a dark voice, "Why don't you stab this part? Or you are not willing to forget how much fun it gave you and you still want to use it again?”

Her small face was clean and clear with some dampened makeup. Now that she had stabbed him, she trembled badly from fear.

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When Blanche woke up, he climbed out of bed and looked for Aunt Bea everywhere.

He walked through every room upstairs and did not find her. He rubbed his eyes and went downstairs in a daze only to see his daddy sitting on the sofa in the living room.

The doctor was packing up his medicine box and Daddy's left arm was wrapped in a bandage.

He forgot about Aunt Bea and walked over to Daddy. The little guy clung to Daddy and looked at the bandage with widened eyes before asking, "Daddy, what happened?”

Luke leaned lazily on the sofa. He looked at his son with a darkened face without saying anything.