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.

struggled to maintain her composure. She slowly succumbed

fingers through her hair as he deepened

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

hands began to explore under

She stared at the ceiling as her heart raced wild. Swiftly, she halted his explorative

with the burning

he reluctantly withdrew his hand and buried his head in her

a husky voice, “But I want you, Suzy,”

hotter. She could feel Nathan’s firm muscles pressing

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

at her words. She could have simply told him she wasn’t ready instead of resorting to such a