The Wrong Woman

Chapter 160

With his arms gently resting on her sides, Nathan stared down at Suzanne intensely and swallowed hard. His breathing grew heavy with anticipation, stirring an ambiguous tension in the air.

“Could you please let me up?” Suzanne urged, her voice trembled with urgency.

“Oh, Suzy…” Nathan’s deep, baritone voice caressed her ears, dripping with desire.

At the sound of his intimate address, Suzanne felt her heart practically explode. Even her veins pulsed with uncontrollable excitement. At that moment, she had sensed his intentions.

Before Suzanne could utter anything, Nathan pressed against her and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. A soft moan escaped Suzanne, and Nathan seized the opportunity to deepen the kiss.

The kiss was so intense that Suzanne struggled to maintain her composure. She slowly succumbed to the overwhelming bliss, instinctively wrapping her arms around Nathan’s neck.

tilted her head, running his fingers through her hair as he

hung in the air like an intoxicating drug, tempting Nathan to surrender to his desires. His

began to explore under

back to reality. She stared at the ceiling as her heart raced wild. Swiftly, she

sudden resistance, Nathan struggled with the burning

his hand and

he pleaded in a husky

his bold request, her cheeks and body flushed even hotter. She could feel Nathan’s firm muscles pressing

she confessed,

could have simply told him she wasn’t ready instead of resorting to such a lame excuse.

afraid of such intimacy with her apparent sexual

weight on his elbo as he gently reassured her, “Don’t worry. I’m free from