Never Mistake a Queen for a Lapdog novel Chapter 935

Maybe it was the alcohol's fault, or maybe the steady rhythm of the rain was just too intoxicating.

Noreen couldn't hold back anymore.

Seth leaned in close, but he didn't initiate the kiss.

Only their breaths tangled in the heavy air.

It was the first time he had ever shown such agonizing patience.

Trapped in the small, intimate space he had created, Noreen's heart hammered wildly against her ribs.

From where she sat, she would have to straighten up and tilt her head back just to reach his lips.

But she didn't move.

Instead, she reached out, grabbed his tie, and with a surprisingly effortless tug, pulled him down to her.

Without a second thought, she tilted her head and captured his lips.

Every ounce of Seth's restraint turned to ash in that single instant.

The moment their lips met, he flipped the script, taking absolute control.

Giving her no time to react, his hand gripped the back of her neck, locking her in place as his mouth claimed hers with total, overwhelming dominance.

His technique was wild.

It was a kiss that bordered on predatory.

He ravaged her senses, stealing her breath and her heart all at once.

Within seconds, Noreen was entirely deprived of oxygen, her hands helplessly gripping and releasing his tie in a desperate rhythm.

Finally, like a cornered kitten, she scratched his chest in protest.

Only then did Seth release her swollen lips.

He rested his forehead against hers, the tip of his nose brushing against hers.

Their rapid breaths continued to mix in the charged air.

Noreen's vision was entirely blurred, her eyes glistening with unshed moisture.

Seth brushed his thumb over her glistening, thoroughly kissed lips, his sharp Adam's apple bobbing slowly.

"Little liar. It's perfectly sweet."

He was talking about her mouth.

She unconsciously licked her lower lip.

The temperature inside the confined car instantly spiked.

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