Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

Chapter 844

Nancy flared up, her hand twitching as if to slap him again, but he stopped her.

His frown deepened as he seized her wrist, his tone icy.

“Do you have a thing for slapping me?”

With a swift move, he pinned both her wrists against the wall, his lips capturing hers in a soft kiss.

Wide-eyed, Nancy instinctively recoiled, a surge of nausea threatening to overwhelm her.

She pushed against him, but their bodies remained intertwined, the struggle futile.

Mercer’s bite on her lip was firm, his eyes gleaming with provocation.

Without a word, he dared her to resist, taunting her silently.

It was as if he challenged her to fight back, even if it meant risking something as humiliating as vomiting in his mouth.

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Nancy winced as his teeth grazed her lip, but she refused to back down, meeting his kiss with equal intensity.

wishing she could just throw

of wills, neither willing to give in, each

the world around them fell into a hushed

slowly lift, replaced by an unexpected sense of ease

face loomed close, his features strangely

the kiss,

his fingers playfully

think I can’t turn you on as those

her eyes, a sudden ache throbbing

help but furrow her brow, her cheeks flushed with

of her shirt clung to her blouse, soaked

bobbed, his body betraying

himself, he found himself drawn to

luscious fingers traced aimlessly along his

fought to contain

about to faint again in his arms, he held her close, his grip firm as he whispered into her ear, “You can’t just leave me hanging after getting me all

”

pounding headache clouded Nancy’s mind as his

pressed her hand over his

was the alcohol, but the intimate contact between them failed to stir any nausea within

subtle pleasure washed over