A Force Love Contract With GANG LEADER

Lightning came across the window from time to time and lit up Kate’s face.

Tristan looked directly into her eyes and observed the tiny changes in her expression.

His slender fingers were playing a solo inside her body. A song without sound but with a unique melody was manifested through her breathing.

It was sometimes slower, sometimes faster, sometimes lighter, and sometimes heavier.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

As the beats became longer and higher, there was moaning about accompanying it. Something changed subtly inside her body. It became smooth as his fingers went in and out, and it also soothed his irritated heart.

Being separated from each other for so long, their bodies were each attracted by the scent of the other. With slight touches, the flames lit up fiercely.

Kate honestly responded to his motion. The tips of her nerves caught the stimulation and responded to it. A surge overwhelmed Tristan’s consciousness and pushed other thoughts out of his mind.

When the melody came to a high point, Kate arched her body, lifted her chin as if she were trying to get closer to him as well as get away from him. Her hands clamped his arms unconsciously, and her fingers set into his skin.

When it came to an end, his fingers took a deep dive. And her hand let go of his arms, and her body sprang back to the couch. Her part that wrapped his fingers jerked and trembled, and streams flew out like the ripples spreading in a lake.

They were both panting, echoing each other.

Kate realized until now that she was not just venting feelings, she also could not resist. After being stimulated, her body came to its memory, longing to be filled and touched.

In a daze, she felt she was lifted and put down. It was soft under her body. Her fingers touched the long fur of the carpet.

Her clothes were stripped, and her chest felt a little cold. Then she felt the warmth. His lips fell, together with the stubble. The unfamiliar touch made her skin tremble inch by inch.

It was a little painful and itchy.

His hand covered her breast and kneaded savagely, with strength as if he almost wanted to break it. She took a long breath from the pain.

His lips moved down slowly. When he reached the highland, his tongue seemed like it was measuring the territory and also worshipping something.

Her legs felt the cold when her pants were stripped, she closed her legs, but his action was faster. He lifted her knees and spread her legs to an extreme wide-angle. Without the cover of darkness, she would have fought against this posture.

A warm and itchy feeling came to the inner sides of her legs. This was her most sensitive part. She gave a suppressed groan. She felt his kisses moved, slowing to the center. She reached her hand to push him away, but she only touched his thick hair.

She pleaded, “Don’t…”

Her voice was sticky and sounded more like an invitation.

The rain was pouring down from the sky outside the window, and it seemed it was going to drown the whole world.

When the bizarre and moist thing invaded the last land, she screamed without making a sound. All she could do was to breathe heavily.

It was beyond the limit of what she could bear, physically or mentally. Her fragile nerves broke at this heavy impact, and she cried helplessly.

Her cry was covered by the sound of the rain.

Tristan was doing his job, ignoring her crying, but his motion was interrupted from time to time. She was thrown into ecstasy, and he suddenly moved away.

He could not hold himself and started to loosen his belt.

The burning and hard feeling brought back her senses, “Oh…no…the baby…”

He was breathless, “Four months and seven days, can get in a little bit more…”

She wanted to cuss, but it was replaced with a cry. The spearhead had already entered.

Without any experience for months, the slight motion was enough to arouse shivers all over her body.

The next second, the troops retreated and lingered at the entrance, swirling evilly. She moved, and the root of her legs touched him. He became harder and more erect. It knocked at her one by one.

“Want it?” He asked.

She bit her lip and didn’t reply.

“You have to beg me if you want it.”

She’d rather die.

He lingered for a moment and explored suddenly. Fortunately, he still had a shred of sense and stopped in the middle. Then he started to move.

The motion wasn’t very big but enough for them to hold their breath and focus on it. They both moaned and were soon all sweaty.

Then he slowed down the rhythm purposely, and his cold metal belt head hit on her hip, again and again. It hurt a little, but they both ignored it.

At the wildest point, he lifted her hips to the air, but he didn’t press him against her. He just kneaded her violently as if he wanted to ground her to pieces.

It was familiar to her. Like being ground by a heavy truck, her nerves were flattened, and the twisted feeling between them disappeared.

Kate’s eyes adapted to the darkness now. She saw the shadows of the facilities of the room. The shelf on the wall seemed to shake to her, and the books on it seemed to fall down and bury her. She felt the sky was swirling, and her head was dizzy, but for some point in her body, she had a distinct feeling.