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.

composure. She slowly succumbed to the overwhelming bliss,

fingers through her hair as he deepened the

Nathan to surrender to

hands began to explore under her shirt, Suzanne

back to reality. She stared at the ceiling as her heart raced wild. Swiftly, she halted his explorative hand and asserted, “Nathan,

struggled with the burning desire coursing through

his hand and

in a husky voice, “But I want you,

hotter. She could feel Nathan’s firm muscles pressing against her abdomen, its

and overwhelmed, she confessed,

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