Lights On

Warning: Sexy time ahead. Skip this chapter if it's not your thing. 

[This chapter is dedicated to SubrataRoy2018. Thank you for your never-ending support— not just in this story but with my other stories as well. I am eternally grateful.]

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Her room was brightly lit—both from the lightbulb on the ceiling and the sliding door of the balcony that had all the curtains pulled on the side, allowing the city light and the moon to peek inside the bedroom. 

"Noah," she breathed shakily, "turned off the light first, please." Her cheeks were burning not just from Noah's intense gaze, raking her body but with the fact that Noah was slowly peeling her clothes, kissing every inch of her body as he did the task as if he wanted to make sure that her body was the same as he left it to be.