[This chapter still contains some mature scenes. Not that much but please skip if it makes you uncomfortable.]

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She was lying on top of Noah, totally satiated. She has a grin on her face like a cat that just finished a bowl of milk. She has her cheek laid on Noah's chest. Her ear was directly on top of his heart.

As his chest rose and fell, she could hear its rhythmic beating. And it has such a therapeutic effect on her that it makes her feel drowsy, or it could be because of Noah's fingers, lazily drawing in her naked back.

Noah, just as she remembered, was aggressive in bed. His gentle approach to lovemaking only lasted on the first round, the next was pure Noah. Her proud conquistador in bed — greedy but so good...in giving her everything she wanted.

A slow smile framed her lips as she started mimicking Noah's fingers on her back to his chest.

"A penny for your thoughts," he asked in a hushed tone.

"A penny won't suffice. I would like your company to be transferred to my name."

His roaring chuckle caused her cheek to rise from being pressed against his chest. "Little Miss Jessie, tell me you meant it and I'll have my lawyers draft the necessary documents," he circled his arms around her and pulled her closer, as though Jess wasn't plastered close enough to him.

She snickered and wiggled upward to have her face in the crook of his neck. "You don't really have to give me your company to know my thoughts. I was just thinking of how much of my credits were paid with what we did tonight."

Her point finger traced his jawline now adorned by some five o'clock shadow that made him look so enticing, she couldn't help but bite her bottom lip in mischief.

"Not even half, minx. I have hundreds more under my list that you have to pay," he leaned into her ear and playfully tugged the soft skin of her lobe between his teeth, "Miss Zimmerman, I intend to collect everything in due time — with full interest."

"Would I be able to pay more if we go for another round?" She suggestively murmured, nibbling his neck.

"Minx, you — are insatiable in bed." He pushed her off his chest and had her under him.

"You don't like it?" She lazily drew some big circles, then small circles around his nipple. Her eyes, curtained by her long lashes, were silently begging for something because, just as he said, she is insatiable in bed.

She has something she doesn't even know she has. After all, Noah was the first man to discover and unearthed those carnal desires.

Jess gasped and widened her eyes as Noah filled her up with one swift motion, grinning as he pumped her in a steady assault that was quite shocking to her, as she wasn't expecting him to get hard so soon.

It seems like she was not the only one who has insatiable needs in bed.

"Don't tempt me, minx," he grabbed her waist and flipped her over, taking her from behind.

Jess moaned gripping the bedsheets, and with her knees bent, she lowered her upper body in bed, giving her glorious ass the attention it deserves.

And Noah gave them to her. For every push of his shaft, he made sure it filled her to the hilt, then pulled half way out, only to push back all the way in but in such a slow agonizing manner that made her groan and moan in delirious pleasure tinged with overwhelming frustration for she wanted more...and fast… and...she grunted when Noah just gave in what she begs for.

Waves of pleasure hit her core. She moaned and screamed Noah's name with reckless abandon.

Holding her small waist, to keep her in place and having total control, taking her from behind, Noah's desires erupted in no time. He pulled out hastily but Jess moved her hips that caught him off guard and he released his semen inside her.

He embraced her as his body trembled with the earth-shattering release.

"J-jess, we — I...was not wearing a condom," he balled his hands into a tight fist. He wanted to kick himself for playing with fire. The box of condoms was right on the bedside table but when Jess teased him, he let his lust take over.

Seeing the guilt in Noah's face, Jess cupped his face on her palm.

"I'll send something for you to…"

"Don't worry about it, you silly," she kissed him to shut him up. "I'm on pills."

When she still saw the worry on Noah's face, she softly laughed, "Why? Are you scared that I am not --"

It was his turn to kiss her mouth to shut her up. She was gasping for oxygen when he released her mouth from his kiss, "I wasn't worried about that. I'm worried that —" he stopped himself and dropped another kiss on her mouth. "I wouldn't really mind if Lucille gets a brother or a sister but I know that it would freak you out."

"Hmmm," she drawled lazily with her face buried in Noah's neck again. She truly loves his scent. And hearing his confession of wanting a child with her surprised her but what she didn't expect was the realization that she didn't abhor the idea of an unplanned pregnancy with Noah's child. Though, she knew it was far fetched, as she was indeed on pills.

When Jess just hummed her reply, he didn't push the talk of accidentally giving Lucille a younger sibling. He was glad that she was on pills but a small voice inside his head was wishing differently.

It would be nice to have another little one that would be a real-life Little Miss Jessie. He swallowed a huge grin that was about to escape his mouth for he does not want to freak Jess out.

She gathered her in his arms, burying his face on her neck while his fingers took her inner thigh as his new drawing pad.

A comfortable silence envelops them as they both savor the aftermath of yet another breathtaking orgasm.

Noah enjoyed sex, like any other man with a healthy libido. He had an ex-wife that he loved. But, Jess was so different. Sex with her was just — so fulfilling in so many levels he can't exactly pick one.

"Noah, I need to wash up," she broke the silence between them.

"Hmm," he nuzzled the base of her neck that connects to her shoulder blade where she has a sweet spot.

She giggled. "Stop it," she said, flinching as Noah's nose and warm breath tickled her.

"Let me wash you up," he said, swinging his legs off the bed, with her in his arms.

"Noah, no!" startled with his suggestion, she vehemently refused.

"Why do I have a feeling that the moment I said, I would wash you...your mind saw the image as rather — promising, huh, minx?" he whispered in her ear, as he bent on his knees and swept her off her feet and carried her to the bathroom, bridal style.

"I didn't! Stop putting in my head your perversion Noah."

"Oh, now I am a pervert," he snickered, pushing the bathroom door after Jess twisted the doorknob for his hands were full.

"Shower or bath, Miss Zimmerman. Take your poison. I promise you beautiful small death in whatever your choice will be," he put her down on the cold bathroom floor.

She giggled, while she stroked her chin, pretending to have a difficult time choosing. She twisted her body to face him, "I'm choosing — Noah?" She was stunned when she looked at his face, devoid of color.

"Noah, are you okay?" She grabbed his elbow to shake him but he was just staring at her with an ashen face. Sweats were formed at his forehead and his temple.

"Baby, what's wrong? Answer me!" She stroked his arms that turned cold in her touch because he was sweating profusely.

He doubled over, pain was in his face as he cupped his head and grunted.

"My head is killing me," he breathed in, gasping for air.

"Ah..ah," her eyes darted around her bathroom in a panic. She pulled him to sit down on the toilet bowl. "Why don't you sit down first? You look like you are going to pass out."

Noah sat down on the toilet and grabbed Jess in his arms. His heart was thumping wildly in his chest as a searing pain crossed his temple to the top of his head.

"Noah, you need to let me go, so I can do something to help you." she tried to get out of his embrace but he just clasped her tighter while he breathed through his mouth, his eyes closed.

"Okay, okay...you can hold me as long as you are okay." she patted his arms that circled her waist. "No pain, right?" she asked, her voice trembling.

"No pain, baby… no pain," he lied. His head felt like it's on fire and being split apart with fragmented images flashing in his brain.