Chapter 155: Burning The Sheets

[This is not a drill. The chapter contains some mature scenes. Skip if you are uncomfortable with it.]

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"I don't want coffee." 

Noah's lieutenant woke up from his slumber. His heart went marching in his chest. His breath hitched and he wanted to put her down on the flat surface of the island counter and peel off all pieces of clothing away from her skin. 

He would love to nip and lick her smooth skin. The image in his mind of Jess gasping and moaning under him made his sight blurry with desires. 

But he didn't make another mistake this time. 

He cleared his throat, caressed her flushed cheek softly, and returned her gaze. 

"Are you sure?" he almost whacked himself when he heard his voice tremble with those three words. 

Jess lowered her mouth to his as her answer. She gently traced his lips. Her moves were unhurried and clumsy. He could feel her shaking, her teeth grazing his skin. 

And he was shaking too. His knees buckling with the way she kisses him. She was touching him like she was blindfolded in the dark. Tentative. Unsure. 

Yet, so bold. She took his mouth into a full kiss. And he lost the ground. He slipped into the abyss of desires. 

He returned every kiss she gave, every touch, every squeeze. His minx is as greedy as he is. 

"Baby, let's take it to the bedroom," he said. But a part of him was a boy scared. He was scared Jess would clam up again. She was like a timebomb that never truly stopped ticking. 

Trying to know her is a venture to the unknown. She laughs, she cries, she asserts, and she is just so Jess. His minx, his own seductress —  his own demise. 

"Hallway, door to the right," she breathed. Her hands were clawing his shirt to take off over his head. 

His shirt that she successfully removed was thrown on the floor. She slithered her body to be put down, but he was so deep in his lust, that even when he put her down, his lips never left hers. 

He unsnapped the button of his jeans. He was zipping down when Jess tapped his shoulder and when he lifted his mouth from hers, her face was momentarily covered by red as wine fabric before it was discarded to the floor. 

And his eyes landed to a glorious sight in front of him, wearing nothing but some white lace underwear. 

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He audibly sucked in some air before he grabbed her tiny waist, and just like a dance of old times, their tongues sought each other for surrender, yet none raised a white flag.

While the exchange of moans and grunts raged, Jess's panty and brassiere were the only white items amidst the exchange. However, neither item was lifted, rather it was dropped.

Too fast. Too soon. In the riot of hands, groping each other's body like they were hungry predators, in a hurry to take a familiar destination. 

When they reached Jess's bedroom, Noah kicked the door open like a barbarian. Just as he kicked his faded jeans off his legs. 

And Jess saw the opportunity she was seeking for the thing that she wanted to do ever since they were making out in the kitchen. 

Jessica, with her high pride, wants nothing else but to kneel. And kneel she did. 

She pushed Noah to the door that slammed shut behind his back as he was forced to lean on it. As to his surprise, Jess dropped down in between his legs and pulled down the only piece of clothing he had. 

His black boxer shorts were the last line of defense for both of them, for Jess was naked as the day she was born. Like a hungry child, eager to suck her mother's breast.  Jess held his shaft in her hands, she glanced up, meeting his eyes heavy with desires. 

She was gazing into his blue eyes turned indigo with his burning thirst. She was overcome with joy when she heard Noah groaned and cursed the four walls of her bedroom as her tongue ran along the length of his pulsating member, which she was greedily holding in her hands.

After swirling around the base of his shaft, her tongue made its way slowly up to his tip, glistening with  pre-cum. After she traced the line on his tip, she tasted it with her tongue before slowly putting it in her mouth...slowly...down to the back of her throat.

That was the original plan, but Noah was too big. She pulled back like a soldier, looking for reinforcement, and took another shot. This time she successfully did. Noah grabbed the back of her head, arched his hips, and trembled when his shaft nestled tightly inside her throat.

"Fuck," he muttered with his ragged breathing, "Minx!" 

He grabbed Jess's shoulder before he lost it. He picked her up from the floor, took long strides to her bed, while his mouth was aggressively invading every crevice of her mouth. 

"Hmmph, Noah," she moaned in her protest that he stopped her with her fun. "I want to —" she averted her eyes, face flushed for she couldn't say what she wanted in words. 

However, it seems like Noah knew exactly what was on her mind. 

"Damn it, minx." he cursed, trembling with desire, dropping her in the middle of her bed, "You can milk me dry next time, but not now, please — I want it inside you." 

He half crawled on her bed, his hands groping her smooth thigh, his fingers having an exact place to be. 

When she felt Noah's fingers inside her, she gasped and arched her back. Her breasts were like a buffet, ripe for the taking, thanks to her arched back. Noah gingerly cupped the mold of her breast, ran his tongue around the swell before taking her pinkish bud between his teeth, his fingers were deep inside her stretching her for a promise of something bigger to come.

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