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.

that Suzanne struggled to maintain her composure. She slowly succumbed to the overwhelming bliss, instinctively wrapping her arms around

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

as their breath mingled. Suzanne’s moans hung in the air like an intoxicating drug, tempting Nathan to surrender

explore under her shirt, Suzanne

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

resistance, Nathan struggled with the burning desire

hand and buried his head in her

he pleaded in a husky voice,

even hotter. She could feel

confessed, “I-I’m scared, Nathan.”

could have simply told him she wasn’t