[This chapter contains some mature scenes. If you are uncomfortable with it, please skip this chapter.]

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He swallowed the saliva that was pooling in the inside of his jaw as he saw the soft, round peaches that were Jess' ass in front of him. He was trembling with lust, however, he was almost afraid to take her for it would be their first time and it must be naive of him to think that he wanted to take Jess in a situation where he wasn't standing behind her glorious ass. Yet, his desires outweighed everything that in one swift fluid motion, he thrust his manhood inside her to the hilt.

For the moment he leaned forward, he had already lost, for the wave of lust took him in its own path. And it seemed Jess was the same. She arched her back like she was asking for more as she gripped the white bedsheet while she writhed in delirious ecstasy crying out for his name.

Noah closed his eyes and kept the rhythmic movement of his thrusting inside her core that was so wet and slick, he was losing his mind. He stroked and gripped her ass, where part of them was tan from staying under the sun. He could see how small the bikini she was wearing by the tan line on her butt.

"Noaahh -- ahh!" she groveled on the bed sheet, biting her lips, desperately trying to hold the scream from escaping her throat. It was a wasted effort for it's like stopping water gushing from a broken faucet.

He leaned forward, pulled her upward pushing them both to the edge of no return. They have been engulfed with their fiery desire in those stairs, they don't need more to reach their pinnacle. They had been consumed by their lust that Noah basically just pressed a button and they were both taken off to their climax.

They had ridden the wave of their lust until it crashed them over and swallowed them up. Submerged in a paralyzing pleasure, reciting each other's name like it's some kind of magical incantation that would let them hold on to that fleeting feeling in the futile attempt to mold them into one.

Trembling, Noah caught Jess' mouth into a fervent kiss before they both collapsed on the bed, with him on top of her. He had the decency to pull out the last minute for he had taken her raw. The idea of sheathing his manhood into a condom didn't cross his brain that was muddled with the greed to conquer.

As she gasped for air, tears stung the corner of her eyes. She buried her face on the mattress because she doesn't want Noah to notice. With her eyes closed, she listened to Noah's uneven breathing.

His warm breath was blowing into her ears that was making her heart beat erratically. Every pump of her heart inside her chest was like a mockery. She was weak. She succumbed to her shameful desire.

Ellise's voice rang inside her head, 'Get your heart broken and get over it.' She couldn't tell Ellise that she had already fallen in so deep, there is no way for her to get over it. She groaned in frustration.

Noah must have thought that she groaned because of his weight. He rolled to his side, pulling her with him, inside his arms.

"Baby, you okay?"

He asked in the gentlest tone she had ever heard from him. It made her hope that he has some sort of special feelings for her other than lust. But who was she kidding? He still didn't remember that night or he had simply forgotten them - conveniently.

She was overwhelmed with despair and disgust that she sprung up from the bed, and dashed to the bathroom.

Noah's gaze followed Jess shooting like an arrow in the direction of what he guessed was the bathroom.

He stood up from the bed, confused. He picked up his shorts from the floor and surveyed the room and noticed that both of the queen size beds have the indication of being used. He could only assume that Ellise and Jess were sharing the room.

He mentally kicked himself. How could he act like a teenager that has no control over his lust?

"Baby?...Jess? Are you good?" he pressed his ear on the door to listen to what was happening inside the bathroom.

He got worried when Jess didn't answer. He knocked on the door as he called her name. A numbing sensation crept in his chest. 'Did she regret what happened to them?' He balled his hand into a fist and tapped the door gently.

"Jess, are you okay?"

"Baby... please, answer me."

She heard him the first time he asked despite the water flowing in the sink. She opened the faucet in an attempt to muffle the sound of her sobbing from inside the bathroom. She didn't answer him because she was scared that he would know that she was crying. That would be too embarrassing!

She stood up from sitting on the toilet bowl. She splashed her face with some cold water.

"I'm fine."

"You sure?"

She bit her lip for another sob was threatening to escape from her throat again. "Yeah." She listened if Noah would step away from the door but he remained where he was standing from the shadow under the bathroom door and from the lack of movement from the other side.

She heaved a deep breath before she spoke again, "Can you give me some time? Please?"

"I'll be outside."

She heard him saying before she heard his receding footsteps. She was left alone with the cascading faucet on the marble sink. She felt like throwing up.

"Now what?" she asked the ashen image in the mirror that was staring at her - judging her. Her reflection didn't answer her back. She smirked at herself and stepped inside the shower stall to wash away the evidence of her shame.

After standing under the warm water, she wrapped herself in the bath towel and went out of the bathroom. She opened her wardrobe and selected a loose tunic dress with long sleeves. She scoffed at her choice of outfit. It was a little too late to cover herself up when she shameless begged Noah to fuck her.

When she came out of the room, Noah was pacing in the middle of the living room. She felt a bit better seeing him full of worry. She couldn't help giving him a small smile when their eyes met.

"You okay -"

"I'm fine -"

They spoke at the same time. Noah scratched the back of his neck and grinned.

"Jinx." she chuckled softly.

She stepped out to the balcony because she found the open space more suitable for a conversation. Noah followed her outside and stood within arms reach to her as she leaned forward on the railing, surveying the growing crowd at the beach.

She suddenly remembered that Luke and Ellise could walk into them doing the deed a while ago, and she felt her cheeks burn with embarrassment.

"About what happened…"

"Let's forget about it," she sighed and smiled at Noah, shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly.

His eyebrows furrowed in a silent rage. He squinted his eyes over her that was acting like what happened to them was just a case of 'I was horny. You were there.'

"Say it again."

In between clenched teeth, his voice dropped dangerously cold. He tried to resist the temptation to grab and push her on the floor, to take her again, to tell her that what had happened was something they couldn't simply forget.

She trembled to see the anger in Noah's face. But pretended not to notice his rage yet hugged herself - a subconscious action to protect oneself "I said, we should not let what happened into something more than just sex."

He watched her cold face, her eyes were blank staring back at his, "Fuck," he muttered under his breath.

"Yes, and it was a good fuck."

"Don't make me laugh Jessica. The way you moaned and begged was not from a woman who was thinking that it was just a fucking sex. It's more than that. You know that."

"More… as like what exactly?"

She sighed like someone who was already bored with what they were talking about and couldn't be bothered with the topic anymore.

He blinked his eyes to refrain himself from grabbing her shoulders and shaking her to take back what she said. To make her say that she was just kidding. That what happened to them was more than just lust. That it was… 'what exactly?'

He was at a loss for words. He was furious. He was about to step towards Jess when they heard giggling from the main door of the villa. He saw the cold expression on Jess' face crumbled and was replaced with silent panic.

Before he could understand what was happening, Jess' hands were already gripping his arms.

"I'll do whatever you want, just kept your mouth shut in front of Ellise." Her eyes were glistening with tears, and he felt like he was punched in the guts.