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.

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

gently tilted her head, running his fingers through her

Nathan to surrender to

Nathan’s hands began to explore under her shirt, Suzanne

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

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

reluctantly withdrew his hand and buried his head in

pleaded in a husky voice,

request, her cheeks and body flushed even hotter. She could feel Nathan’s firm muscles pressing

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

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