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Chapter 1207

    Chapter 1207


    "If you don''t wanna be busted by Anya and answer her endless questions, you''d better keep your


    clothes on and save yourself the trouble."


    She looked at the marks on her body. No need for Nathan to say it again, she started buttoning her


    shirt nervously.


    "Shameless, crazy!" Thinking about what he didst night, she had an urge to vent.


    Nathan raised an eyebrow again, "You want more?"


    "You..." Yulia immediately caught on and bit her lip.


    After she got dressed, Nathan stood up, crossing over Yulia to lie in the middle of the bed, with the


    sleeping Anya beside him.


    Yulia turned her head nervously, afraid that he would wake up Anya.


    Fortunately, Anya was sound asleep.


    She had just heaved a sigh of relief when Nathan pulled her onto the bed. Her heart started racing,


    she looked at him. "You...


    "Arent you tired? Go back to sleep."


    Yulia looked into his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. She didn''t know what he thought of


    what happenedst night.


    He had been drinking. Did he lose control because he was drunk? Or was he pretending to be crazy


    with the help of alcohol.


    If it was the former, then what did his current behavior mean? Did he just need a woman, so it didn''t


    matter if it was her? Or was it because it was her, that he thought it was justified.


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    “Are you still drunk?" She couldn''t help but doubt, otherwise, how could he be so principle-


    less.


    Nathan chuckled, buried his head in her neck and mumbled, "Yes."


    Then, Yulia froze. Nathan bit her neck, his hand sliding into her shirt, all the way to her chest. She


    was so scared that she grabbed his hand, her breathing was all over the ce.


    "Nathan! Knock it off!"


    "I''m still drunk." Obviously pretending to be drunk, he grabbed her hand and put it on her chest.


    Yulia’s face instantly turned red. She struggled, but he held her hand and touched her boobs twice.


    She felt so ashamed of touching herself with her own hands.


    Heughed softly in her neck, his voice echoed in her ear, making her annoyed.


    Yulia couldn''t understand his behavior and thoughts. She clearly resisted everything he did, but it’s


    useless, and it even turned him on more.


    How should she deal with this shameless man? She felt helpless.


    "Can you stop it? Nathan, what are you thinking?"


    She sounded very angry, even a little impatient.


    Nathan''s movements didn''t stop. He seemed not to care about her question, nor her obvious


    emotional fluctuations.


    "Nathan..."


    He suddenly kissed her lips, much gentlerpared to the madnessst night. It made her a little


    stunned.


    "You''re so loud:


    After the kiss, he spoke with azy tone. His fingers threaded through hers, causing her body to


    tremble.


    “What are you thinking?" she asked again.


    "Do you feel good?" he suddenly asked back.


    ",..What you didst night was totally rape, and you''re asking me this?" she contradicted him.


    Nathan chuckled, his hand suddenly sliding between her legs.


    "You were raped but felt so good, so the answer to this question might be a bit embarrassing for


    you. How about we do it again, and then you answer ,my question? Maybe you just like being


    forced?"


    She really wanted to p this shameless man. How shameless could this man be to say such a


    thing?!


    "If you feel good, then it''s good. Why are you denying your feelings?"


    Yulia suddenly moaned softly. He got his way again. Nathan''s question was indeed hard to answer.


    In her 25 years of life, this kind of thing was rare.


    She didn''t feel anything? Impossible.


    She couldn''t deny that she did enjoy it. You could even say that she really experienced the beauty


    of it.


    She was not a conservative woman, and once she enjoyed it, she would greedily want more. It was


    a physical instinct, a instinctive greed.


    Nathan''s hand roamed in her, and she bit her lip, her cheeks flushed.


    “Let''s see..."


    Nathan stopped, his hand touching her clit.


    Wet and slippery. Now everything was clear.


    "Your body is more honest than you"


    Yulia bit her lip, and gave him a slightly dazed look.


    Nathan paused for a moment and suddenly rolled over and pinned her down, whispering, "Do you


    want to rest? If you don''t, let''s do it again."


    Before her eyes was his broad, strong chest, his smooth skin, his chest rising and falling as he


    breathed, filled with a mesmerizing wildness. She slowly looked up at him, bit her lip, nced at


    Anya, and her eyes became resolute. "No...


    She suddenly widened her eyes, her mouth was already covered by Nathan''s hand. “I shouldn''t


    have asked you that question."


    Nathan had known her answer the moment she looked at Anya, so he reacted ahead of time and


    entered her when she was about to speak.


    In the early morning, could he really ept her rejection?


    Yulia stared into Nathan''s eyes, feeling his behavior waspletely beyond normal. She looked at


    him, then at Anya several times, reminding him to be aware of the surroundings.


    Nathan just whispered, "It''s okay, I''ll be carefull"


    Yulia helplessly rolled her eyes; in the end, she had to close her eyes.


    Nathan was indeed very careful, Yulia waited for a while, then slowly opened her eyes. Her heart


    suddenly started racing.


    Nathan was bending his arm, propping on both sides of Yulia''s head, his jaw slightly tense, his dark


    eyes staring straight at Yulia''s face.


    The moment Yulia opened her eyes and met his gaze, he stopped his movements and


    unexpectedly lowered his head to kiss her lips.
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