TRUST ME의 모든 챕터: 챕터 131 - 챕터 140

“She’s written a book and we’re in it. She talks about her first sexual encounters.”“How much does she talk about?” Andrew said in a very hushed tone.“All of it, more than I ever knew. Oddly enough, it appears she shagged just about every bloke in the county, including you.” The two were quiet for a few minutes as they considered the past and how to broach the next subject.“I watched you sneak into that old barn with her for weeks,” Andrew began softly. “At first, I thought it was amusing. You were young and shy, never really had much to do with the girls, so fooling around with her was a joke. But then I heard the blokes at school talking about her, how cute she was, and everyone wanted to shag her, but you were the one doing it. I guess I got jealous.”“The way she described your encounter with her, she practically admitted that you raped her.”“I suppose I did. I’m not proud of it, Crey. It was only the one time and I felt sick afterward. Hell, it took me nearly a year before I

“That took forever,” he grumbled softly, shutting the window behind him and pulling the drapes closed. “I thought she was never going to leave.”“I haven’t seen her in nearly two weeks. She just wanted to talk,” she whispered back.“No, she wanted to talk you out of marrying me,” he complained in a hushed whisper. He stepped to the door and took the chair that sat next to the old desk, sliding the back under the handle to keep intruders out.“She didn’t succeed,” Sandra assured him. A smile of anticipation etched her features as she watched him.“Good. I’d hate to think about dragging you to our wedding in handcuffs.” Creighton folded her into his arms, kissing her neck softly before nipping it with his teeth.“I want you in many, many ways,” he whispered.“But we only have a few hours before everyone wakes up.”“Then we’ll have to make sure our honeymoon is very memorable.” The sound of a zipper sliding down made Sandra giggle softly; one arm was still circled around her waist, his

Sandra gasped, her heart pounding in her ears when the man shut the door behind him, smiling at her, showing his rotting yellow teeth beneath thin chapped lips. She couldn’t believe this was happening, and her mind quickly ran through a million scenarios at once. Was this a game, a mistake, had he harmed her family or Creighton’s? What the hell was going on and how was she going to get away?“So, you’re the one he’s marrying,” he said in a broken accent. Sandra tried to place it, but she was too nervous to think beyond the moment at hand. “He owes me for three years of hell,” the man continued. He moved forward, forcing Sandra to step backwards. She tried to back up but ran into the vanity, stopping her retreat. The man stared at her, his eyes roaming over her slender towel clad frame. His bushy blonde eyebrows raised in approval.“Nice work. He has taste.” Sandra tried to back away again when the man reached the gun toward her, lifting a strand of wet hair across its end. “Real nice

“We really shouldn’t be doing this,” he moaned again as she began to lift herself up across him and back down. “We don’t have much time.”“It won’t take much, trust me,” she whispered while he filled his hands with her buttocks, lifting and lowering her over him quicker, thrusting into her harder. Sandra’s fear and frustration of the morning began to melt away with the quick pace of their conjoined bodies. The familiar dizziness found its way into her mind, her heart pounding fiercely between her ears. Her fingers curled around the strong arms that held her, her head leaning back as she moaned again.Sandra felt the hard erection inside her become thicker and she smiled, then gasped when his thumb began to caress and massage the sensitive flesh of her clitoris. It took little more than a heartbeat before she found herself clinging to him, gasping at the need that filled her. He growled savagely, his hands pressing her down across him harder, dipping her into the realm of release a li

“The police found your jewelry yesterday and released your belongings back to you. Creighton arranged to have your mother’s earrings delivered here in time for you to wear,” Emma explained as the young woman slipped the diamonds into her lobes.“There’s something else,” Kristin said with a warm smile. Blinking away the moisture, Sandra glanced down at the box to the silver chain with a single teardrop-shaped sapphire, surrounded by a circle of diamonds.“Something old,” Nana began. “That would be your mother’s earrings. Something new would be your beautiful dress.”“Something borrowed,” Emma said pinning a diamond and gold floral design brooch onto her shoulder. “This was my mother’s. I wore it on my wedding day as she did on hers.”“And something blue,” Nana said, looking at the necklace her granddaughter fastened around her throat.“We need to get this show on the road,” Kristin said, struggling to stand back up. “The flowers are outside in the foyer and the men are ready in the cha