I trail my fingers down his back, feeling the rise and fall of his breaths, and press my lips to the curve of his shoulder. The moment feels suspended in time, our bodies still tangled, both of us glowing with the aftereffects of our release. But beneath the quiet, there's a simmering tension—a heat between us that hasn't fully dissipated.
Noelle shifts slightly in my arms, his body brushing against mine in a way that stirs something deep inside me. His skin is slick with sweat, and when he turns his head, I catch the way his lips part, a soft sigh escaping him. It's a sound that rekindles the fire already smoldering within me, sparking it back to life.
I lean in, pressing my lips against his neck, tasting the salt on his skin. Noelle shivers beneath my touch, and I feel the tension in his body return, the subtle arch of his back, the way his fingers curl into my skin as I trail kisses up to his ear.
