[This chapter is dedicated to Thea1321. Thank you for bestowing your power stones to our story. I can't thank you enough!]

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[This chapter contains some mature scenes. If you are uncomfortable with it, kindly skip the chapter.]

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She woke up from the bright light flooding the room. Her brain was confused about why the room had too much sunlight when she was in Noah's place.

"Good morning, Little Miss Jessie."

She squinted her eyes to see a shirtless Noah, wearing nothing but his boxer shorts. He was holding a silver tray in his hands.

The curtain of his balcony was drawn wide open, hence, the room was flooded by the bright sun. The sliding glass door was open too.

"Good morning," she replied, groggily. She stretched her arms in the air and waited for Noah to pull her up from the bed.

She didn't wait long because Noah, with his long strides, took just a few steps to reach the bed and pulled her arms to sit her on the bed.

"Did you get a good sleep," he whispered, nuzzling her neck.

Jess squirmed because his jaws have fine stubbles and it tickles her neck.

"Yeah, thank you," she kissed the corner of his mouth. But Noah tilted his face and her kiss landed on his lips.

He caught her supposed to be a peck kiss and made it a deep one. Jess hit his back with her fist in protest.

"Noah! I haven't brushed my teeth!" She pushed him on the shoulder. "I haven't even gargled! Noah's tongue swirled inside her mouth for a heart-stopping kiss. She felt her cheeks heat up with embarrassment, thinking of her morning breath.

"Doesn't matter," he murmured against her lips.

"It matters!" she pouted. "I —"

"Baby, your breath smells like heaven," he said, teasing.

A frown was added to Jess's pouting face. "What bullshit are you talking about? There is no morning breath that smells like heaven unless you are a baby…"

Her face heats up when Noah smirks.

"You are my baby," he chuckled, for he knew Jess thought of the same thing. He gave her pursed lips a chaste kiss to stop her from sulking. Though, it doesn't really matter if she sulks. She still looks so damn beautiful.

Her hair was tousled in her sleep, she was wearing her old shirt, her cheeks were flushed in annoyance and she couldn't be more perfect! Morning breathes and all.

"You don't have a bad breath, you know that," he caressed her puffed cheek with his knuckles to soothe her morning tantrum. "Want me to carry you to the bathroom?"

"I have feet!" she huffed and rolled to the other side of the bed, away from him.

He suppressed the urge to laugh with her tantrum. His minx was just freaking adorable.

"Breakfast on the balcony." He called after her, who didn't give him a glance, and stomped her way to the bathroom.

Noah watched her close the bathroom door before he got up from the edge of the bed, picked up the silver tray, and brought it back to the kitchen.

Jess marched to the bathroom to escape from Noah. She was really embarrassed that he could kiss her so deeply when she just woke up! The horror of bad breath was still lingering in her mind.

When she sat on the toilet bowl to pee, she cupped her hands in her mouth. She inhaled deeply and breathed in her cupped hands, she didn't smell anything from her breath, but still, she doesn't want Noah to be turned off because of her breath.

Doesn't matter if he said, she doesn't have bad breath. What if she does? And he kissed her? She can take it back!

She clicked her tongue when she stood up from the toilet bowl, done relieving herself.

When she went to the lavatory to wash her hands, her eyes caught the neatly folded change of clothes, together with clean towels, sitting on the bathroom counter. Noah had them ready for her!

Her heart melted and felt guilty that she threw a tantrum on Noah.

She hurriedly washed her face and brushed her teeth. Right after, she stripped her clothes and stood under the shower, washing her body thoroughly. She made sure her hair didn't get wet because she doesn't want to spend time drying her hair.

Once done, she wore the fresh change of clothes that Noah prepared for her and stepped out of the bathroom.

She found Noah on the balcony waiting for her with the breakfast he prepared for them. Her eyes scanned the breakfast table that has toasted wheat bread, mango jam, scrambled eggs, and bacon. There was also a bowl of fresh berries for her.

She wondered if Noah had instructed whoever does his groceries on getting things that she likes. Because she knows for a fact that Noah likes white bread, but every time she's in his house, she only finds wheat bread, the kind that she likes.

"Take your seat, let's eat," he smiled, folding the newspaper he was reading. Sometimes Noah was like an old person. He still read the newspaper in the morning.

Instead of taking her seat as he said, she strode towards him and climbed on his lap. Before Noah could ask what she was doing, she bent down and claimed his lips for a kiss.

Noah opened his mouth, welcoming the surprise from Jess. He grinned, sliding his hands on her shirt, and his hands roamed her naked back.

"What was the kiss for?" He asked, chuckling lightly when finally Jess lifted her mouth from his.

But instead of answering, she dropped her face on his shoulder and buried her face at the base of his neck.

"Thank you," she gave his neck a soft kiss.

Noah caressed her back and pulled her closer to him. He bent down and nuzzled her neck. He was rewarded with cute giggles from Jess when she started squirming in his lap.

Her fit of giggles was like a light breeze on a summer day. It comforts his heart and her squirming was loved by his lieutenant too. It perked up when Jess started wiggling her butt in his lap.

"What was the thank you for?" he murmured against her skin. He playful trail bite kisses on her neck down to her shoulder blades.

Jess tightened her arms around his back and whispered back, "For everything."

"Does it mean we can skip breakfast?"

"No," she pushed herself away from his chest. "Breakfast is the most important meal of the day. We shouldn't skip breakfast."

Noah arched his eyebrow at Jess. He waited for what would come next. He knew from past experience that when Jess was acting like this, she had a trick hidden under her sleeves.

Jess smirked at Noah, crossed her arms over her body, grabbing the hem of Noah's old college shirt, and took it off over her head in one go. "We shouldn't skip breakfast. But we can eat it later and you can have other things for breakfast," her lips were curled in a naughty smirk.

The corner of Noah's mouth was curled into a malicious grin, and his eyes were clouded with desire. Watching Jess on his lap, raise her arms over her head, he observed her exposing her beautiful breast right in front of his eyes.

Her twin globes were more inviting than any kind of breakfast.

He chuckled softly when she arched her back, jaunting her breast in front of his face.

A peal of giggles escaped her mouth when Noah cupped the side of her breast and buried his face in the valley of her breast, shaking his face, tickling her sensitive skin with his stubbles.

With him kissing the swell of her breast, he stood up from the chair and carried her inside in his arms. His hands were grabbing her ass, while she had her legs tightly wrapped around his waist.

"Let's take you inside. We don't want the neighbor to hear you screaming for my name," he mumbled as he continued teasing her by kissing around her breast, not touching her protruding hard nipples.

When Noah stepped inside the room, she wiggled to be put down. And when her feet touch the floor, she pushes Noah against the glass sliding door.

Her hands gripped the waistband of his boxer shorts, pulling it down.

He wiggled his eyebrows at what Jess was doing. His shaft jerked up with excitement when Jess kneeled in between his legs.

"Miss Zimmerman," his voice was trembling with excitement. "We are still far from the bed."

"Yeah, but we are already inside your room," she grinned, with the head of Noah's cock, jaunting in front of her mouth. With her hands gripping his thighs, she opened her mouth and took him in.

Noah's legs trembled the moment Jess's warm mouth touched the tip of his manhood. He hit the back of his head on the sliding glass door when Jess started to bob her head up and down on his hard shaft.