Noah cupped her supple breasts.

His black eyes were fixed on her as he fondled them. Her nose would flutter occasionally when she couldn’t take the pleasure. The sigh of it was enough to make him want to sleep with her.

She raised her head slightly and wept softly when she couldn’t take it anymore.

“What are you crying for?!” Leaning closer, he wiped away her tears. “Didn’t you feel good back in Silvercrest? We’ve only done it once, but you got twice as wet as you usually are.”

At the next moment, she slapped him.

It stung his cheek.

However, there was a dull pain in his liver.

He brushed his lower abdomen instinctively, trying to ease the pain.

Gwynn couldn’t take it anymore. Shutting her eyes gently, she said in a broken voice, “I swear I’ll stop coming here if you keep this up. Don’t make me do it, Noah!”

“I won’t!”

He shifted his body away and sat her up.

Her clothes were in a mess and her black hair, which was previously tied up gracefully, fell down, giving rise