Chapter 3 Noah,it’s better if we are strangers

Joan's POV

Noah’s lips softly kissed my naked neck and then I felt he bit my collarbone slightly.

“It’s hurt.” I moaned.

Noah didn’t say anything but to continue what he was doing. His tough hands caressed my boobs and then went down to my thighs. Subconsciously,my legs drew close to each other. His index finger drew circles around my private part, like a waltz. God, this was itching, but I swear this was the happiest sex I ever had. Soon, there was a heat in my body and my legs couldn’t help quivering.

When I slept with Fletcher, he never gave me any foreplay but to insert his ugly cock into my pussy and started his repeated movements. Rarely could I experience the orgasms. I seemed that I was just his sex slave.

Noah’s finger drove me crazy, I bit my lip tightly and frowned a little, and I felt my skin almost burning.

"Groan as you wish." He whispered the words into my ear. Far from knowing that this was the fuse that would set my body on fire, I began to writhe and search for an outlet.

Noah didn't seem to get fired up, though. He was still doing his hand movements slowly. Gosh, I couldn’t wait anymore, so I rolled over on this body.Before he could notice, I rode on him and his manhood was wrapped by my pussy tightly. 

"Oh my God..." As I muttered, Noah's body quivered a little, and I looked down at the man, excited and satisfied. His perfect figure was shown before my eyes totally. At this moment,his luxuriant hair and his masculine muscles looked sexier.

Sweats were streaming down my cheeks as I moved fast. My brain was empty because all I thought was this beautiful experience. But I didn’t notice that Noah was watching every move of mine. Noah turned me over, pressing me down, and accelerated. My back was rubbing the soft and my abdomen was rubbing his muscle. Soon, I reached the orgasm. I looked at him and saw his serious expression.

Why did he showed that expression? Didn’t I satisfied him? I began to worry. Fletcher always humiliated me that I was bad in bed. Was it because of this? As I watched Noah’s less-than-satisfied expression, my mood sank as the orgasm descended.

"You did a good job." Noah actually read my micro-expression. "It's just my turn now." Smiling, he disentangled himself from my body, then rolled over and pulled me under him again.

When he began to exert himself, I had to scramble to keep up with him. Each of his movements was very hard and seemed to tear me apart, but strangely, I did not feel like being a slave. On the contrary, this scene was only in my dream before .

"Yes Yes!” I was raving about Noah's sexual skills, and just as he was ramming me, I saw Eve! Yes, the Eve who made out with Adam in the Garden of Eden! A forbidden excitement arose in my heart.

Through all night, I didn't remember how many times we had orgasms. At last, I lost my consciousness with his stamina.

The next morning, when my phone alarm went off, I was like a ball of Plasticine without a spine, lying limp on his super comfortable bed.

Yeah, we made it from the couch to the dinner table, and finally to the bed. So I didn't get any energy in my body right now.

Wearily, I turned off the alarm clock, and Sophie's call came in.

"Hey." I answered the phone wearily. Sophie's voice sound a little uncertain. But soon, she seemed to know something. So she questioned me, “Did you do it?”

“EM HMM.” I slightly answered. Then there came in Sophie’s screaming. It was about to bomb the handset of my phone. "Sounds like you guys had been through a big game last night!"

"Well, never mind.God knows, I just want to have some sleep now." Obviously, I was rejecting the following steps that Sophie may hold. Surely, she didn't pester me with any more words.

"Well, after a long and pleasing sleep, just don't forget to meet me at the bar. I want to hear every detail of it."

I hung up the phone and heard footsteps outside the bedroom.

Honestly, I didn’t have this one night stand experience. I was getting nervous.  Why not just pretend to sleep tight? It was a better choice than to have a face-to-face confrontation.

I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. The footsteps came nearer and nearer. Lastly, they stopped by the bed. Then there came a feeling of being touched by a broad hand on my cheek. I had never received such tenderness from Fletcher. Something flowered in my heart and mind.

"Sleepy cat." His deep voice sounded in my ear, and then his lips fell on my forehead.

A long moment passed. I made my eyes furtively narrow to ensure that he had disappeared in this room. Sitting up slowly, my whole body felt as if I had been beaten all night. But just as I was getting sore all around me, my eyes fell on a little dress in the corner of my bed.

“What?” I couldn't help exclaiming.

It was from Hogan, the most famous artist of designing. The dress was a latest personal style. I'd only seen it in magazines last week. Now it was on the bed beside me, covered by a clear dust bag with a post-it note which said, "To Joan Green."

I couldn't help covering my mouth. Noah. I couldn't believe he knew my full name. Since when, and since...

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by another evil idea. If he had known my full name, there was no way he didn't hear anything about what Fletcher did to me. Moreover, he must have known the girl’s name, who happened to be my cousin. Thinking about this, I looked at the dress and felt humiliated.

"What is this? A kind of charity?” I picked up the post-it note. "And a tip for his good will.” After all, I was still a slave in his mind, like in Fletcher’s.

I tore up the post-it notes and threw them on the ground. With the mess all over the place anyway.Out of good manner, I should have cleaned the floor for him, but in fact, I didn’t. Quickly dressed, I left the Upper East Side apartment I never should have set foot in.

Apparently, I had not been reconciled to the Hugo’s. Jesus, I was fooled by them. Maybe it was a kind of cooperative mission and unfortunately, I was the target.

I sent a message to Noah, letting my rage out on him.

「Thanks for your service last night, and I’ll leave.」

He answered quickly. 「How about try it again?」

I burst out a scornful smile, contempt filling in my eyes. 「Not interested.」

Nevertheless, He didn’t give up. 「I’ll give you harder.」

I didn’t want to mess around with him, so I decided to figure it out before I left this horrible family. 「Remember Karen? Karen Green.」

I was expecting his negative answer, which would do me dome comfort, making me realize he was not fooling me around, like his nephew.

「Yes, so what?」

His answer lay in my chat box, looking rather ironic. After all, I was a total idiot. If he had known my cousin so well and even remembered her name, he must have known the deeds Fletcher had done. For people like him, they shouldn’t have the mood to remember the names of a nobody.

An old saying went, people alike shared the same minds.

Without hesitation, I deleted him from my friend list.