A Force Love Contract With GANG LEADER

A sense of foreboding rose in Kate’s heart. “What are you doing?”

With a click, the door was locked. And she heard him say the vulgar word in her ear. She was ashamed and shocked, “Are you crazy? This is another person’s house.”

Tristan pressed her tightly to the door, and his hand reached down to her lower body. He said with temptation in a low voice, “It is more exciting to do it in other people’s houses.”

This madman drove Kate crazy.

She could not do this in other people’s houses. She pushed him away with all her strength, scratching him and pinching him, but she could not stop him from putting one of his legs between her legs and reaching his hand to her crotch and her butt.

The two people were fighting silently in the darkness. As Kate’s head was against the door, she was sensitive to the sound outside. When she heard footsteps outside, she had to stop.

This gave the madman a chance to grab her hands and keep her under control. His left hand easily pinned her hands to the door above her head.

Then he started the all-sided attack. His mouth moved along her mouth to her neck and her ears and teased her with his tongue.

His right hand was rubbing and kneading her sensitive parts outside her stockings and underpants audaciously and lasciviously. She was sorry that her body was not much under her control.

After being touched with the familiar technique and rhythm, it was like reacting to the calling of some force; she gradually responded to it and pushed her to extreme embarrassment.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Feeling the fabric soaked with moisture, Tristan’s evil fingers tried to poke through. The contact with this substance brought strange stimulation, and Kate bit her lips to mute her cries.

Because the obstacle affected the feeling in his hand, he tried to break the stocking with his fingernail. Kate had to protest, “Don’t do this.”

He said in her ear, “Then what do you want?” At the same time, he used his already erected lower part to bump her. Tristan had turned into a beast, wildly immersed in his desire. Kate had to compromise, “You can just strip it.”

However, the stocking of excellent quality was broken, and his cunning hand went into it like a flexible fish and found its way along the edge of her underpants, and slipped into her groove.

She gave out a suppressed moan from her throat. Her lips had pressed against each other tightly, but it could not stop the sound of her moans from coming out.

His two fingers went in and out wantonly. After a short moment of pain, the desire in her body started to surge up. When the intruder departed, a stream of spring followed it out.

He raised his hand to her face. In the darkness, she could still see the shining of the moisture. He said wickedly, “Still have someone in your heart?”

She turned aside with embarrassment.

He thought his torture and humiliation were not enough. His fingers went in again, turned inside her, expanded her, and rubbed her quickest part, and asked, “Have or have not? Somebody else in your heart?”

“Don’t want to say?”

He went into the deepest part and touched that point, and Kate opened her mouth, her toes trembling. She predicted something would happen. She lifted her body and tiptoed, breathing heavily, and said in disconnected syllables, “No…no one else.”

Then she heard the sound of unzipping.

The beast was out, bouncing and leaping fiercely. It hit on her nerves and shocked her.

Without suspense, the bloodshot beast advanced into the wet back-land by the leading of its master. When it filled her up, Kate felt relieved. She had been on tenterhooks, and after struggling for so long, Tristan got what he wanted.

However, for Tristan, it was just a beginning.

And she soon had a new round of fear, nervousness, rage, and shame.

The door was bumped with thuds. A person with little experience could guess what was happening inside if he walked past the door. Kate had to use her own body to alleviate the bumps on the door. In this way, she made her presence felt more thoroughly during the assault.

Tristan still had not gotten his satisfaction after a few dozen attacks. He lifted her right leg and let them cling to his waist so that he could get deeper into her and had more abrasion on her skin.

Kate held her breath when there were footsteps outside again. This time there was talking too. And the voices of the two people sounded familiar.

“You still haven’t given up?”

“So do you.”

“I talked with that girl just now. It is pretty special…”

The heels seemed to stop. The two people inside held their breath. And they heard the lady said with sarcasm, “So you are tempted by her too? In what way is she special?”

The man said slowly, “Special…in being too naïve.”