Chapter 1252

Noelle took the initiative to move closer, sitting on Cedric's lap and cupping his face in her hands. She pressed her forehead against his and said, "Thank you. I think I'd be willing to." Cedric's throat tightened as he pulled her close by the waist, securing her against him. Their bodies pressed tightly together as they kissed. Noelle held him tightly, sharing each other's warmth and simply being in each other's presence. Her hand rested on his waistline as she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Cedric, I really like you." Cedric lowered his head to bite her lip, his breathing ragged. He felt like he might just combust at any given moment. Later, the two lay in bed together. Even long after, their breathing refused to return to normal. Noelle ran her finger across his waist, tracing his defined abs. She loved the way they felt—so firm and almost addictive. Cedric caught her hand, his voice husky as he said, "Stop it." "You get to touch me, but I can't touch you?"