Chapter: 915

His voice was rough, the gravelly tone hinting at underlying emotions as his Adam's apple bobbed with each word. The familiar smoky scent was gone, replaced by the fresh, clean smell of his skin post-shower.

Bethany's hand, reaching for his clothes, found none; her fingers brushed against his cool, damp skin instead.

Jonathan's urgency was palpable, his actions those of a man driven by raw, unrefined desire.

Before she could orient herself, he was already moving forward, his approach hasty and unguarded.

Bethany winced from the discomfort but remained silent, neither rejecting nor protesting his advances.

His fervor was relentless as he sought closeness, sealing their Lips together repeatedly in a desperate attempt to bridge the distance that had formed between them.

She felt like a small boat adrift at sea, tossed by relentless waves, unsure of her destination or when the turmoil would cease.

ALL she could do was try to relax and adapt to him, to mitigate any unnecessary discomfort.

As time passed, Bethany realized that Jonathan was not merely seeking pleasure, but was driven by a need to affirm something deeper.

He seemed desperate to assert his claim over her, to prove that she belonged to him and that he alone had the right to be so intimately close.

So, Bethany wrapped her arms around his narrow waist, silently accepting his possessive embrace.

"Bethany, promise me you won't leave me."

Jonathan touched her hand and spoke in a rough voice.

But Bethany merely pursed her lips, unwilling to vocalize the promise.

"Say it, Bethany. That you'll never leave me!"

She placed her hand gently on Jonathan's neck, her tone soft and full of emotion. “Jonathan, I'll always belong to you, and only you."

Jonathan tensed slightly at her words.

“No other man will ever hold a place in my heart."

Despite Jayson's kindness and the emotional impact he had on her, he could never occupy a part of her heart. It was reserved solely for Jonathan.

Her heart was full, with no room for even the slightest gap.

"Then tell me you won't leave me. Tell me!" Jonathan's eyes turned red. "Just say it, and I'll believe you."

Bethany shook her head and pulled him closer. "I need you closer and get inside more. I want all of you."

He frowned, beads of sweat rolling down his temples to land on her skin. “It might hurt you."

“But that's what I want, please."