Chapter 41: Dangling Fascination

That hours of darkness, Sophia didn’t get a wink of sleep. For the unabridged night, she kept her looks fixedly at the plafond.

Subsequent to their go-scarlet encounter, of course for Sophia and not a person like Noah who sold his shame a long time back, he went to the washroom to get himself clean. Into the bargain, if he would have postponed his departure for even a second, he was sure that he would have lost all the sway he was holding over himself, with which he was trying best to constrain himself back and would have pounced on Sophia to get a good release.

Not having an ample supply of credence in his individuality, he went straight to the washroom, trying to erase the image of Sophia embedded in his semen.

After Noah was out, Sophia at the same instance went in the washroom to wash herself with cheeks flushed and warm. By the time she arrived back, Noah was fast asleep with leaving a good amount of margin in between himself and her sleeping space in his king sized bed.

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