Chapter 1215

Naomi's mind went blank, her thoughts and senses overwhelmed by a sudden flood of white noise. It was as if her consciousness and soul had been pulled away, leaving only an empty shell under Scott's control. Scott's eyes remained open, watching her intently. He saw the vacant expression on her face, and beneath his own gaze, a turbulent darkness churned. His lips pressed against her soft ones. In that instant, he claimed her. He invaded a territory that did not belong to him, determined to make it his own. No one else could have her. Only he could. Scott's arm tightened around her waist, and his fingers gripped the back of her head with increasing force. Their lips and teeth interlocked, sealing them together inseparably. She could not escape, not even a fraction of an inch. Naomi had never been kissed before, especially not like this. It was sudden, forceful, and filled with possessiveness. Her mind was blank with all her thoughts erased. It was as if her awareness had been