The Cherished Wife

"If you keep this up, I'll really get mad-mmph!" Noelle's protest was completely silenced as Charles covered her lips with his own. His agile tongue traced the edges of her lips, not in a weak way but with a touch of sweetness. Charles indeed had a way of making her lose control; even just a kiss sped up Noelle's heartbeat, making her feel as if her body was no longer hers. "Charlie, I..."

"Shh. Let me take care of you this time."

That turned into two hours of activity, leaving Noelle utterly exhausted and nearly rolling her eyes in disbelief.

She silently cursed Charles for being such a brute, not sparing her even a little. While Noelle lay there, worn out, Charles looked completely satisfied, like someone who had just feasted well.

Seeing Noelle so drained, he felt a pang of tenderness and brushed the damp hair from her forehead behind her ear, then leaned down to kiss the corner of her lips. "Want a bath?"

tired!" Noelle mumbled, unable to even open her eyes. "Don't bother me

Charles finally stopped bothering her, realizing she was genuinely exhausted and that he might have gone a bit overboard earlier.

high in the sky. Luckily, it was the weekend, so there was no work, otherwise she would

in a daze for a while before fully waking up. She glanced at the marks all over her body and gave her forehead a light smack "Noelle

silently chiding herself, she slowly checked the time, then got up to shower and freshen up. By the time Noelle made

now in the living room handling business. Hearing