Warning: Rated 18+. Read at your own risk. Noah’s mouth hung open upon hearing what I said. He then cleared his throat and smirked after. “So, I cannot kiss you?” He asked. Immediately, I shook my head. “No. You cannot do that to me. You know how much I love kisses and kissing you,” I said shamelessly. “I will just control myself…” I added pouting, because honestly, between us, I knew I am the aggressive one. I am the one who always initiates things to happen. Noah giggled and pulled me for a hug. “You’re worrying too much, baby,” he said before bending to me to give me a soft kiss on the lips. I responded immediately. He pulled away after a few seconds. “Do you feel like doing it now?” he asked. I shook my head, biting my lips as I looked up to him. “No,” I answered hoarsely. H

