Noah didn't let Gwynn speak further.

After a rough sex, he leaned against her sweaty neck, his voice hoarse. "Try calling him in such an intimate manner again! I'll make sure you can't get out of bed."

She panted softly, her arms wrapped around his lean waist. Her face was close to his too.

She whispered tenderly, "You're already over forty years old, Noah. You should be tempering yourself, instead of acting like a young man in his twenties."

He moved his face, brushed against her nose, an