Boomerang Love

Naomi kept her eyes closed, as though her soul had left her body and she was floating in midair.

After they were done, Brend two draws from it.

on the bed and lit a cigarette. However, he extinguished it after barely Just now, she'd felt too good and satisfied all his cravings. He couldn't suppress the desire to smoke.

However, Naomi disliked the smell of cigarettes. In addition, if she got pregnant, it would be detrimental to her health.

Thus, he only took two draws before squashing the cigarette out.

He looked down at Naomi. When he saw her unmoving on the bed, he shook her and asked while smirking, "The sensation hasn't passed yet? As a woman, it should feel even better."

Naomi's creamy shoulder was poking out of the blankets. She looked at him and suggested, "Maybe I can try next time..."

Knowing that nothing proper would follow those words, Brendan glared at her. Naomi immediately pretended to zip her mouth shut.

However, considering everything, she and Brendan were extremely compatible in this area.

Although they'd never slept with anyone else, they could tell they were in sync. Both were intelligent people; they were well aware that this was rare.

Once the emotions buzzing in the room calmed, Brendan got under the covers. He propped his face on his right hand and lay on the bed, watching Naomi.

He pushed stray hairs out of her face and asked, "Did you run into anyone today? Do you have anything to tell me?"

Naomi stared at him blankly.

He'd already asked such a leading question. It was easier to just come clean.

Naomi pulled the covers up to her chin and asked dismissively, "Why are you asking me about it if you already know what happened?"

Brendan's hands slid downward again. "Whether I say it out loud or you confess to it, it will make the nature of the matter highly different."

Naomi's goosebumps tingled where his fingers passed.

The night was silent, and the room still steamed from the heat they had generated from their actions. When Brendan saw Naomi staring at him without saying a word, he enveloped her in his arms.

Both of them were not wearing clothes. Pressed skin-to-skin against each other, passion crackled between them, despite the fact that they had been at it for a long time already. Chapter 258

Looking into his dark eyes, she saw no trace of the stern, icy expression he used to wear when they fought. She merely noticed a hopefulness for her to come clean shimmering in his gaze.

She nuzzled closer to him and put an arm around his neck before explaining, "My car tires were slashed. Coincidentally, Maximus happened to pass by just then.

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She didn't wait for Brendan to respond. She pinched his chin and asked, "That being said, Brendan, how are you so clear on what I get up to? Have you sent someone to stalk me?"

Brendan said, "I wouldn't go that far. One of the senior officials was handling some business in court. He saw you."

Brendan wasn't lying. Although they had their disagreements, he didn't doubt her to the point where he needed to send a stalker after her.

In addition, when Naomi had complained about her slashed tires when he got back, he'd guessed the turn of events. However, he still hoped that she would tell him about it.

Both of them spoke softly. Naomi chose not to doubt his explanation. She turned around and laid on top of him.

Then, she bit his chin and asked, "Do you still have any energy any energy left? Can you give it to me one more time?"

Brendan raised a hand to press on the back of her head so that her lips crashed into his.

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hands onto her hips and began.

It was as though they had been meshed together, and their worldh d was solely comprised of each other. If Brendan was nice to her, Naomi would respond in like.

They felt at ease with the rare, pleasant interacti