My Sweet Seduction novel Chapter 8

“WHAT THE?!” I quickly stood up and covered my blushing face tightly.

“You can use the shower if you want. I have prepared clothes for the employees,” he said softly as if nothing had happened.

“No, thanks.” I lowered my hand and pretended not to be affected by his body. He was now wearing his black shorts.

“As for what happened earlier, I just want to apologize for my action,” he began.

“You should not have done that,” I said in my low voice.

“Peter took advantage of you. Didn’t you notice that? He took advantage of you because you’re drunk; that’s why he tried to kiss you.”

I watched his jaw clenching so hard, and the darkness of his eyes was staring at me intently.

“But you should not hurt him! Besides, we’re just dancing!” I said without blinking.

“So you mean, you like the idea of him kissing you?”

I could not believe what he said.

“Of course not!” I said quickly.

“I’m not buying it,” he said while shaking his head.

I gave him a frown. His acts are unfamiliar to me. He’s someone I’ve never met before. We didn’t know each other very well, so he would reprimand us like this.

“Like you said, I’m drunk! And you have nothing to do with it. Who are you to interfere with what I am doing?!” I tried to raise my voice.

But he smiled. As I watched him, I became even more confused and trembling.

“If I do that to you, will you do nothing to stop me?” He took a step towards me which I suddenly worried about. “Answer me, Margaux,” he said softly. He also gently touched my chin and slowly lifted it to align our eyes.

I’m running out of words. I could not help but tremble because of his scorching stares.

He tilted his head slightly, trying to attract my eyes and find my soul. He slowly stroked my cheek. I saw his perfect jaw tighten as he slowly lowered his gaze to my lips.

“Lawrence,” I whispered. I want to push him, but why do I not have the strength to do that?

He lowered his head, and I stood frozen from both fear and excitement. The next thing I knew, he brushed my lips with his unfamiliar kiss. It is light. There are no fireworks or sparks, but there is something better.

That kiss got even hotter when he hugged me around the waist and pulled me closer to him. I was almost drunk on his kisses, but he suddenly stopped.

“Margaux,” he said between his quick breaths. I saw the flame in his eyes. Without hesitation, our lips reunited.

Until I felt the softness of the bed. I could not avoid the accented growls between our kisses. I was already carried away by the heat he brought. I also don’t know why I let him do this to me.

Gradually, one of his hands traveled from my arm up to my shoulder to my chest. I was not ready for what he did next. I lost control. I wasn’t wearing enough clothes to hide what he was trying to find.

A sweet moan escaped from me when his compulsive mouth claimed my trembling lips. A violent thrill ran down my spine as he kissed me. I was completely hypnotized, but then, he pulled away. We both caught our breath as he stared at me.