Young night

Noah again licked his lips and sat on his chair while Aria was still frozen in her place. Her mind had short-circuited the moment Noah had kissed her and had stolen her cake right from her mouth. Her lips felt numb, and her brain was in a mush. Though they had shared kisses before too that ranged from being passionate and deep to gentle and slow, this was the first time Aria felt herself lose control. The man completely dominated her body, mind, and soul in just one kiss.

Aria touched her lips, and a smile made its way on her lips. She was now blushing furiously, her cheeks blotched pink. Noah had been observing her, and the moment she touched her lips, a fire ignited in him. Her reddened cheeks and glazed eyes only added more to his desires. All Noah wanted to do was take her to bed and have his way with her.