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.

to maintain her composure. She slowly succumbed to the

her head, running his fingers through her hair

warm haze enveloped them as their breath mingled. Suzanne’s moans hung in the air like an intoxicating drug, tempting Nathan to surrender to his desires. His kisses trailed from her lips to

explore under her shirt, Suzanne

heart raced wild. Swiftly, she halted his explorative hand and asserted, “Nathan, we can’t do this.”

her sudden resistance, Nathan struggled with the burning desire coursing through him Respecting Suzanne’s

withdrew his hand and buried his head

he inhaled her scent, he pleaded in a husky voice, “But I want

flushed even hotter. She could feel Nathan’s firm muscles

she confessed, “I-I’m scared, Nathan.”

have simply told him she