336. I'll die of shame

Noah raised his head and laid down beside her. Opening her eyes, she met his deep and fogged gaze. A blush spread across her face, and there was a content smile on her lips as she looked at him with affection and satisfaction.

Noah was left speechless by Jemma's reaction after the sex. It was worth it. He never believed she would be so pleased.

Cupping her face, he asked with worry, “Does it hurt?”

She shook her head.

“Are you sure? We won’t do it if it hurts.”

Seeing his worry, she buried her face in his chest, whispering, “I'm not.”

"Then what about those noises?"

"I was enjoying it."

Noah held her in his arms and let out a deep sigh.

“You’re not sad, right?”

“No, Jimmy. I'm so happy.”

Noah gently kissed her head and let her drift into a peaceful sleep in his comforting embrace.

When Jemma woke up in the morning, a different energy coursed through her body. Glancing at his bare back, she chuckled, noticing the marks where she had dug her nails in harshly. Gently pecking his shoulder