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

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

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

hands began to explore under her

stared at the ceiling as her heart raced wild. Swiftly, she halted his explorative hand and asserted, “Nathan, we can’t do

by her sudden resistance, Nathan struggled with the burning desire coursing through him

withdrew his hand and buried his

pleaded in a husky voice,

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

overwhelmed, she confessed, “I-I’m

a bitter chuckle at her words. She could have simply told