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

his fingers through her hair as he deepened

an intoxicating drug, tempting Nathan to surrender to his desires. His kisses trailed from her lips to her neck,

began to explore under her shirt,

raced wild. Swiftly, she halted his

with

reluctantly withdrew his hand and buried his head in

a husky voice,

hotter. She could feel Nathan’s firm

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

simply told him