The Lust Of My Husband

The long chain wrapped around both of Benson's arms, holding his body in place.

Benson struggled and roared as his lips brushed Juliana's.

The softness of her lips and the fresh medicinal scent from her body gave him a slight pause.

But soon, he struggled with great force again.

The chain was not long enough and Juliana was using her own arms to encircle half of his body.

Once he struggled, Juliana's arms hurt. She was not as strong as him and soon he would break free.

It would be difficult to subdue him again.

Juliana looked up at Benson, kissed him on the lips, and used her tongue to force open his lips and teeth and break in...

He had said she was sweet and he would have liked it.

He liked the taste of her, so he should calm down.

Juliana let go of the chain, wrapped her own hands around him, to embrace him, and then kiss him with all her heart.

Benson only felt as if a cold and sweet breath had crept into the world of fire and blood, gradually overwhelming him.

But the two breaths were in conflict with each other.

It was undoubtedly a more painful torture for Benson as if to tear him in two.

To relieve the pain, he could only push Juliana away.

But Juliana clung to him, kissing harder and harder.

Because of the resistance and the struggle, someone's tongue was bitten and someone's lips were broken.

The taste of blood filled the lips and teeth of both of them.

But even so, Juliana did not give up and kept kissing him.

Benson's bloodshot eyesight gradually cleared when that cold sweetness began to dominate.

The terrible devilish voice and the terrible monster were slowly disappearing.

Benson wrapped his arms around Juliana's slender waist, put his hand on the back of her head, and kissed her back for the soothing effect.

"Mm~"

Benson's intensity caused Juliana to let out a low cry.

It stimulated Benson even more and an inexplicable evil desire ran through him, sending him a strange idea.

That was to take her!

Benson put his thoughts into action and his hands began to move discontentedly to her breast.

The attack caused Juliana's eyes to widen violently. She tried to push Benson away but was held tighter and kissed to suffocate.

In the next second, Juliana was spun around and pushed onto the bed as Benson leaned in and pressed down.

His kisses moved from her lips to her neck and he started ripping her clothes with his hands.

Juliana panicked and grabbed Benson's hand, "Benson, don't!"

She could accept sleeping with him as a wife, but she couldn't accept being forced.

In that case, she would hate Benson!

But Benson didn't even hear it. He took Juliana's hands away.

As soon as he tore Juliana's T-shirt with force, it was torn, revealing her white and delicate skin.

Juliana struggled, but Benson held her down forcibly and kissed her continuously.

The chain clanged along with his movements.

Benson did not calm down at all. He reached another high point of the attack.

Juliana found that she was no match for him and could not escape. Her mind went blank and she simply asked, "Benson, who am I?"

She didn't want to be forced, nor did she want to be used as some other antidote and lost her virginity.

If he still remembered who she was, she was willing to give it to him.