“I can’t stand this!” Nathaniel growled in frustration, rejecting the notion once again.

God knows, after Celeste figured out he liked being teased with feathers, she became even bolder, constantly stroking him with them.

The feather’s gentle touch, so incredibly soft along with her hands… Nathaniel didn’t feel like he was playing but rather being tortured.

At that moment, all he wanted was to pin this defiant girl underneath him and take her ...