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Chapter 38

Author: Camila Lee
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Enora:

His other hand slid down my arm and made me drop the bowl of chicken on the counter.

“Mr. Wright, I…”

“Nathan. I want you to call me Nathan, Enora.”

His arm grabbed my waist gently and he spun me around. His eyes were dark and hungry, brimming with lust and passion. I swallowed hard.

“Nathan…”

Calling him by his first name was weird.

“...I… I don’t think…”

“Please stop thinking, Enora.–”

He pulled me close to him and his erection pressed against my tummy. My face was a new shade of pink and my breathing was rapid.

“–I don’t want you to think. I want you to feel.”

His hands ran across my face, my cheeks came alive and a shudder rippled through my body. It was such a small place but the feeling…

“I want you to feel what I do to you. I have been watching you and I know that you want me but you have been pushing me away. Why?”

It was like I had been doused with cold water.

“You know why,” I said, with slight anger, pushing him away and increasing the gap between us. “I
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