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The Year She Stopped Being Crazy for Him novel Chapter 118

Summary for Chapter 118: The Year She Stopped Being Crazy for Him

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Fortunately, those kickboxing lessons Natalie had been taking paid off. She reacted quickly, driving her knee upward to strike him.

But even intoxicated, he remained frighteningly agile. He forced her thigh down, pinning it with his own weight, and trapped her other leg, rendering her completely immobile.

In the darkness, his eyes gleamed obsidian as he stared down at her. He lowered his head slowly, tracing the shape of her lips with his own. The friction was impossibly gentle, their breaths tangling together in the narrow space.

Natalie felt a wave of disorientation wash over her. If they hadn't been through so much ugly history together, she might have actually believed that the man kissing her with such desperate sincerity was madly in love with her.

She parted her teeth and bit down hard with her sharp canines. The metallic tang of blood instantly bloomed, filling her mouth.

He didn't pull back. Instead, he forced his way in, practically making her part her lips. Natalie couldn't articulate a single word, only managing to let out faint, muffled sounds as she swallowed.

Assuming Hassan wouldn't be returning home, Natalie had worn a silk nightgown that fastened with a single tie.

Once that tie came undone, there was nothing left to hide.

Hassan's fingers hooked the fabric, pulling it loose. He used the very same tie to bind her wrists together. Pressing his lips against her ear, his voice was a ragged, low whisper. "Natalie."

He hovered against her ear, murmuring her name over and over again.

Natalie's breathing grew ragged, her body melting into a weak, trembling mess under his provocation.

She fought to control herself, desperate to deny him any response. But it was useless. Her body's physiological betrayal pushed her to the edge, and a soft, broken sound escaped her bitten lips.

Natalie realized Hassan hadn't just had a few drinks—he was completely and utterly wasted.

Halfway through, a sudden wave of panic hit her. She forcefully shoved against his chest. "You don't have..."

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