Twins in Her Womb (Bianca and Luke Crawford novel) novel Chapter 39

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!

Finally, Jean slammed his cigarette butt onto the floor, screaming, “Bianca Rayne, do you think I can’t do anything to you just cuz you locked the door? Don’t forget, you’re my fiancee!!”

Bianca felt a pain in her chest.

She regretted agreeing to date Jean a year ago. She regretted holding out any hope for men a year ago. She regretted her naive belief that she could still stand a chance at happiness.

Those were all her mistakes.

Luke seemed to have completely blocked off Jean outside. He behaved as though the two of them were the only ones in this house, fully focused on absorbing her sweet beautiful body.

The hand between her thighs moved slowly, grabbing her thin nightdress that had been half-pulled away. He then pulled the material upward until he could stuff most of her nightdress into his other hand.

The man did not let go of her, his gaze looking toward her lower body.

That was when he saw her lush bush…

Bianca struggled, but she did not dare to ram into the door. She was afraid of making too much noise, lest she raise Jean’s suspicions!

No matter what, she did not want two men to see her body at the same time!

She did not want Jean to overhear or see the humiliating way she looked right now. She did not want to be accused of being a “hussy”.

“Look at the way you’re dressed. Don’t you know that seeing you like this drives me mad?” Luke lowered his head again to kiss her lips, his touch even rougher and more possessive than before.

His large hand touched her between her legs.

As his dry and scalding hand reached her, she felt some wet and sticky there.

Her body was selling her out...

Jean was right outside, and the only thing that separated them was a thin door. Bianca did not dare to move or scream, and her sobs were all swallowed up by Luke’s hot kisses.

Her eyes grew wetter and wetter, but the man only rubbed her even harder…

Bianca felt like a fish on a chopping board.