Chapter 450: 446, When will you stop resisting me?
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Nathan Moore suppressed his mischievous smile, looked into Titus Zane’s eyes, and said seriously, "Now, leave this matter to me, I will definitely find out whose daughter you really are."
"Will you... tell Lily?" Although trusting, there was still some worry, after all, Lily was his lawful wife, and they had so many years of affection.
"Why ask for my help if you’re worried?" Nathan Moore raised an eyebrow, his expression a mix of mocking and smiling.
Biting her lip, Titus Zane stammered, "I... I’m just desperately seeking help!"
"Hmm?" Nathan Moore furrowed his handsome brows, his eyes clearly threatening even though he had said nothing.
"No, that’s not right," Titus Zane quickly corrected herself, blurting out her thoughts impulsively in her desperation.
"Besides you, I have no other friends in this country!" Thus, she could only turn to him.
Nathan Moore...
His dark eyes narrowed, emitting a dangerous gleam. Titus Zane subconsciously licked her lips, truth be told, Nathan Moore cast a shadow in her heart, thus, when he was displeased, she... still felt somewhat afraid.
"I’m sorry, I..." Before she could finish speaking, Nathan Moore sealed her words with a kiss.
The kiss, dominant and wild, carried a flavor of punishment, for just now, and for that night when she said she would never see him again!
Titus Zane fought back at first, but as the frantic kiss gradually became tender, her struggling heart finally settled down. She closed her eyes, allowing the warm tracing of her lips, sweeping her mouth, curling her little tongue, continuously moving.
Gradually, Nathan Moore’s breathing became heavier.
Damn it, she clearly felt something, unlike her resistance three years ago. He could feel it, but she stubbornly refused to admit it.
If he wasn’t worried about adding to her trauma, he would do exactly as Felix Shaw said, press her beneath him and do it non-stop, until she had no strength left, and see if she would still say never to meet again!
As the kiss ended, Nathan Moore pulled back slightly, his forehead still resting against Titus Zane’s, his chest still heaving, he spoke, his raspy voice fatally sexy.
Looking into Titus Zane’s eyes, he said, "Titus Zane, I am not a lustful man, but every time I kiss you, I react..."
Biting her lower lip, Titus Zane really wanted to ask, was it the same when he kissed Lily before?
After thinking it over, she suppressed her question, bringing up Lily at this moment would not only ruin the mood, but also... make him sad.
After all, it was her own mistake that led to pushing her down the stairs, after which she couldn’t... walk or handle matters.
Sitting on Nathan Moore’s lap, Titus Zane dared not move at all, beneath her, that part was clearly pronounced, as hot as a branding iron, very scorching.
So, she dared not move recklessly, afraid of drawing fire upon herself.
"Titus Zane, let me kiss you a little longer," Nathan Moore unusually asked for her consent first before he lowered his thin lips again.
This time, the kiss was not urgent but seemed to soothe each other, lightly pecking at Titus Zane’s lips, licking, sucking, during which Titus Zane heard an unmistakable sound between their lips and teeth...
His hand also moved along the knit shirt close to her back, gently kneading, each touch a restraint of his unwillingness to continue.
The kiss moved to Titus Zane’s neck, amidst the tender entanglement, a helpless sigh escaped, "When will you stop resisting me..."
Titus Zane was emotionally moved, but Nathan Moore’s next action frightened her, she pushed away the man still entangled in passion and jumped aside.
Amidst the kisses, Nathan Moore sighed again, "It really hurts," then, he pushed upward, and then... Titus Zane ran away like a startled bird.