Chapter 480
Vivian Bennett felt a knot of frustration in her chest.
She glared at the man pinning her down.
This man was rotten to the core.
She surrendered completely.
She saw his hungry, unsatisfied wolf-like expression.
He wouldn't stop tonight until he had devoured her.
"What exactly do you want?"
Her voice softened.
Liam Sullivan enjoyed stroking her delicate skin.
He smirked and countered, "What do you think I want?"
Vivian's cheeks burned.
She muttered softly, "Do whatever you want... Just let me sleep when you're done."
She was truly exhausted.
Her eyelids were heavy.
"Is this you begging me to take you?"
Liam chuckled softly near her ear.
His warm breath brushed against her earlobe.
The sensation made her shrink her neck instinctively.
"I am not! You're shameless!"
Vivian glared at him, embarrassed and annoyed.
He was the one constantly teasing her.
She was kindly letting him have his way.
Yet he made it sound like she was the desperate one.
It was infuriating.
"You're right. I'm shameless. I only want you."
Liam immediately embraced her.
He flipped them over, placing her on top of him.
His heated kisses landed on her soft lips.
Vivian gasped under his passionate assault.
Her body gradually softened.
His scorching skin radiated intense heat.
But something felt off.
His foreplay was unusually long tonight.
He normally lacked this much patience.
She heard his ragged breathing.
She felt his tense muscles.
He clearly desired her intensely.
Yet he only continued kissing her endlessly.
"If you keep dawdling, the sun will rise..."
She reminded him shyly.
Seeing his obvious struggle, she felt pity.
But she couldn't understand why he didn't just take her.
"Help me."
Liam's voice was hoarse.
His eyes looked misty and blurred.
They were soft yet utterly captivating.
His tone sent shivers through her heart.
"Help with what?"
Wasn't she already letting him do anything he wanted?
Why did he still seem so tormented?
Liam smiled with devilish charm.
His gaze drifted over her like flowing water.
He captured her delicate hand and guided it slowly downward...
Vivian instinctively tried to pull back.
But he held her firmly in place.
She wanted to die from embarrassment.
This was so humiliating.
So frustrating.
Liam's eyes grew even more wicked.
The way he glanced at her lightly.
It felt like she was taking advantage of him.
Vivian was so embarrassed she wished to faint.
Dear God.
What sin had she committed.
To encounter such an utterly wicked man.
"What exactly do you want?"
Her face was completely flushed.
Her bright eyes stared at him speechlessly.
She looked ready to pass out.
Liam kissed her cheek.
His voice grew even huskier. "Help me. I'm suffering."
His cello-like voice flowed through the darkness.
Laced with subtle temptation.
Vivian was driven mad by him.
If he was suffering.
Why didn't he just take her.
Instead of making her do this shameful thing.
This had nothing to do with her.
He should solve his own problem.
She refused to do such an embarrassing act.