The Sway and Slide of Love novel Chapter 649

Even though Noelle resisted with every fiber of her being, at that moment, she still felt something she hadn't experienced in a long time—the exhilarating rush of adrenaline. She squeezed her eyes shut, tears slipping down her cheeks.

Hendrix leaned in and kissed them away. Then, his lips found hers.

Noelle's mind went blank. It wasn't until his tongue pushed past her teeth that she finally thought of something. She immediately pushed against him with all her strength.

Hendrix knew exactly what her concern was. He let out a low chuckle but deepened the kiss instead.

Noelle grew even more furious. She bit down hard on his lips, and the metallic taste of blood quickly spread between them.

But Hendrix was long accustomed to pain, so he barely felt it at all. Still, before Noelle could lash out further, he finally let go of her.

Noelle punched him hard on the chest, her teeth clenched as she glared at him.

Hendrix merely smiled and asked, "What are you afraid of? It's not dirty at all."

"You—shut up!"

Her anger flared, and she pushed at him again, more forcefully this time. But he caught her wrists in an instant. The next moment, he slipped his belt from his waist, and the metal buckle hit the floor with a crisp clang.

It was already late at night.

Beatrice went to bed earlier, and Rosie, along with the household staff, followed her schedule. So now, the entire villa was extremely quiet—so quiet that every other sound was magnified in Noelle's ears. The awareness made her even more nervous, even more ashamed.

She dug her fingers into Hendrix's back, her broken gasps gradually shifting into pleas.

But he was different now. Gone was the thoughtfulness, the gentleness. Instead, his movements were rough, as if he wanted to etch his existence into her very being—to remind her that they were never meant to be apart.

"Noelle, Penny," he kept calling her name in her ear.