Chapter 79 It's Not Impossible Either
Maggie's eyes lit up at the words, and she asked, "Are you serious?"
In the next moment, Nathael grabbed the back of her head and fiercely pressed his thin lips against hers, releasing the suppressed longing of the past few days.
With her, he always felt what it was like to
have uncontrollable feelings.
Maggie tried to ignore the cold fragrance on him. Even though she used her own things, the scent on him was different, with a clean and cool tone, more fragrant than before, making it irresistible. "Huh... liar!"
She couldn't help but speak. Her words slurred, a layer of mist forming in her eyes.
Her lips were soft and sweet. Nathael laid her down on the sofa carefully. His big hand supported her ear, planting a series of delicate kisses.
Unlike his previous domineering and forceful kisses, today, he was exceptionally gentle.
The slightly cool lips landed on her eyes, nose, and lips, tingling and tickling, filled with cherishing and
caution.
Nathael's Adam's apple moved slightly, lingeringly tracing her features.
When one has never experienced something before, they are generally more awake and restrained, but once they taste a certain flavor, they can no longer control themselves. Maggie's throat tightened. A thin mist formed on her long eyelashes, unable to resist his gaze.
Nathael's eyes deepened as he lowered his head to kiss her neck. His voice was husky and teasing, "Kneeling in bed, it's not impossible either."
Maggie swallowed hard. Her mind went blank momentarily.
Kneel on the bed?
How does one kneel on the bed?
It wasn't until her body involuntarily trembled under his kisses that Maggie snapped back to reality, realizing what he was saying
A blush instantly rose on her cheeks, turning crimson. Maggie widened her eyes in disbelief, staring at
him.
"Nathael, what are you talking about?"
Her mind was filled with colorful rubbish!
She had never imagined that he could be like this.
Nathael chuckled softly. The corners of his beautiful eyes slightly raised, carrying an indescribable allure. He seemed less cold and noble than usual but more playful and mischievous,
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"Do you still want me to kneel?" He smirked and kept teasing her.
Maggie stared at him angrily. She opened her mouth but couldn't find the words to say,
Generally speaking, women are always at a disadvantage in matters like this. Despite living two lifetimes, Maggie had little experience in matters of relationship.
Perhaps it was her unwillingness to be bullied like this, her refusal to admit defeat.
Maggie curved her red lips, wrapped her arms around his neck, and mischievously teased in his ear, "We'll do it on another day....
The warm breath dispersed in his ear, carrying her unique, sweet, and soft fragrance.
Nathael's body stiffened, his lower abdomen tensing slightly. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his dark eyes seemed to be able to drip water, staring fixedly at the woman in front of him with a mischievous smile. Maggie was satisfied.
Yes, it should be like this.
Just a few words, but they stirred up his thoughts. Another day, when will that be?
Just the thought of it made Nathael feel like he was going crazy.
"Maggie." He squeezed out a few words, as if trying hard to suppress something.
At this moment, he only felt an urge to strangle her, but more than that, he wanted to keep her by his side. forever.
She had always been bad to him, whether it was the past manipulation and disgust or the current deliberate teasing that was hard to distinguish between true and false, but he could never refuse her. Veins bulged on his forehead, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.
His eyes were dark red, tainted with an uncontrollable desire. Maggie's throat tightened, feeling uneasy.
Could it be... could it be going too far?
Why is this person so irresistible?
This time, Nathael was relentless. He kissed her passionately, dominating and ravaging like a man possessed. Soon, Maggie found it hard to breathe steadily and slumped onto the sofa like a limp rag doll. Her mind went blank as she instinctively wrapped her arms around his waist. His firm waist felt. particularly sturdy, warm, and scorching.
The room's temperature gradually increased, bathed in the warm-colored light, creating a picturesque
scene.
Maggie lost track of time as he kissed her. She felt her lips tingle and swell, not wanting the moment to end.
Abruptly, Nathael stood up and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to take a shower."
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"Didn't you just shower... Maggie started to say, but when she met his dark, desire-filled eyes, she realized he meant a cold shower.
He often did this in the past. He would cuddle her to sleep before taking a cold shower and return with a chill on his body.
Maggie rose from the sofa, watching his departure. She propped her chin on her hand, pondering.
Can someone with serual dysfunction also have such intense desires?
If not, how do they satisfy themselves? Will they suffocate....
Maggie was lost in thought and grabbed her phone absentmindedly to search online.
After some contemplation, she typed a few words in the search bar: 'Can people with sexual dysfunction suffocate?'
A series of responses appeared below instantly.
First comment: 'No. but they often have unique preferences, you know.
Second comment: T'm selling medicine. If you are having disharmonious marital relationships, feel free to consult.
Third comment: Don't worry, they won't suffocate, but they may have some psychological abnormalities Run away, girls!"
Maggie was speechless while looking at those responses.
What are they talking about? Forget it. I shouldn't have teased him. It's so uncomfortable.
She closed the page, feeling a sudden pang of guilt.
Poor Nathael
Shortly after, Nathael went out of the bathroom to find Maggie had prepared a cup of tea for him.
He glanced at the tea cup, then at the gentle woman on the sofa. "Is it chamomile tea?"
Maggie nodded and responded, "Yes, it helps cool the body."
Nathael couldn't say anything.
"Finish your tea and leave soon. It's late, and the roads are unsafe. Maggie spoke, not to rush him, but out. of genuine concern for the heavy rain.
He remained silent. His dark eyes fixed on the teapot. He drank cup after cup until he finished one pot and started boiling another.
Maggie waited with a yawn, tears welling up as she watched TV, waiting for him to leave.
She didn't want him to leave/but how could she ask him to stay?
Nathael had made it clear he was just visiting. If he didn't want to stay, she would only embarrass herself
by insisting
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She absentmindedly watched the movie, stealing glances at the man who had refilled his cup.
His clothes had just been dried. After changing his clothes, he sat at her coffee table with a dignified air, radiating a noble and elegant yet deep and restrained aura. He looked exceptionally handsome, exuding an indescribable power. "Mr. Haris, you've eaten all the chamomile petals from your cup. Maggie remarked casually, unable to deny his apparent health.
Nathael paused, observing the colorless tea in his cup. He put it down without a hint of embarrassment at being caught.
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