Chapter 1017

Hazel's resistance only seemed to fuel Shawn's boldness, his kisses growing more unrestrained. The hickeys on her neck had already begun to fade, but Shawn was relentless, letting his lips trail downward as he tugged at her neckline. "No, Shawn! Stop it! Stop kissing me, Shawn!" she protested. But his lips were already on her skin, warm and damp. Hazel quickly realized her neck was a sensitive spot. Every touch from Shawn left her weak, her protests melting into helplessness. Shawn noticed too. He didn't waste the opportunity to exploit her vulnerability. Not until he had left a fresh cluster of hickeys did he finally lift his head to gaze down at the girl beneath him, who had long since stopped struggling. Hazel's hair was disheveled, her cheeks flushed, and her lips a deep, vivid red. Her beautiful eyes burned with anger. "Are you done yet?" she snapped. Shawn stood, pulling Hazel to her up along with him. He knew better than to push her too far. "Hazel, what does you