His Curvy Obsession BWWM

Twenty Four

Chapter 24

"Because we are protective of you, and God bless anybody thinking of stealing you away from me," he chuckled darkly. His voice dropping low, rougher and deeper yet conveyed a positive message to Angelina.

Angelina was shocked at Nathaniel's admission, and her lips parted a little with reddened cheeks as she looked away shyly.

One day, he's going to give her a rise in BP with his words and actions.

Nathaniel felt content and happy, and he was the only one who could make her blush over time, although he hated how she hid from him. He sighed; his emotions were always over places whenever he was with her. Then brought her face towards him, caressing her crimson cheeks with his knuckles.

Her skin was soft like a baby's, her plump lips were inviting him to take a lick, and her innocent eyes watching him intensely made his body hot under the cool weather.

"I don't regret what I say because I fucking mean it, and God be my witness. God bless whoever thinks of taking you away from me," he enunciated, speaking with the intensity of his unravelling emotions. At the same time, she shivered, gulping hard as she wet her dry lips, which didn't go unnoticed by Nathaniel, whose eyes were on her lips.

How he wished it was his lips she wetted?!

How would it feel? Tastier and juicier than anything ever.

And he was ready to dive and explore the taste.

Yet—He didn't want to scare her away with his emotions…

—Because his emotions were always heated whenever he was with her.

—And she was the only one.

—His angel.

"You are hurt?" Angelina made a statement, drifting him from his lustful thought. He blinked his eyes more than twice before seeing her checking his opened knuckles in concern.

Nathaniel had forgotten he was wounded when he was busy reshaping the perverted man's face earlier. He felt the tamed anger brewing again to go back and finish him but was calmed by Angelina's melodious voice.

"— And there's no first aid box here," she mumbled in a worried voice as her brows dampened in concern. She was feeling guilty. she was the one who caused it as she continued to torture Nathaniel's poor soul unknowingly by furiously biting her lower lips in guilty.

Nathaniel breathing ragged, desire pumped through his vein to his groin as he felt his junior steering to life.

Oh no! he can't deal with a raging boner now, he reprimanded himself, trying to adjust his pants not to make it noticed. He stretched his hand and released her lip from the claw of her teeth, rubbing the bruised lip softly.

She blushed, giving her lips a lick as she turned her full body to Nathaniel, taking his hand, and then took a look at it. She inhaled and exhaled, bending her head and blowing air on the opened wound, which tickled Nathaniel. After blowing air on it, she brought the hand to her lips and kissed the wound.

Nathaniel's body froze. The small action did a lot on his body; a spark of desire sizzled around his body, adding fuel to the flame as his body felt hot. His stomach flipped as his heart skipped a bit. He never felt this reaction with Clara. Maybe it was infatuation he had with Clara, but with Angelina, it was pure ecstasy.