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.