Love on the Fast Track

Chapter 1273:

He explained, “It’s already so late. We shouldn’t return and wake your relatives, so I’ve arranged for a room where you can relax.” As he said this, his gaze lingered on her with an intensity, almost like someone starving who finally comes across a meal.

Speaking of which, Norah touched her stomach and said, “I’m starving.”

With a quick gesture, Sean signaled for Frank to bring over a lavish spread of dishes. Before being intimate with Norah, he wanted to ensure she was well-fed.

Norah quickly forgot the questions that had been troubling her, shifting her focus entirely to the food in front of her.

Sean ate a bit alongside her, resting his chin in his hands, smiling as he admired the sight of his girlfriend devouring her meal. She looked adorable, and it filled him with the urge to pull her close and kiss her.noveldrama

And so he did, gently tugging her into his lap.

Norah hesitated for just a second before returning to her meal, unfazed by the change in position.

With her perched on his lap, savoring every bite, Sean felt a wave of desire wash over him. Each moment spent near her made it harder to let go.

He cooed, “Norah, this dish is amazing. Let me feed you.”

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“I have hands, I can feed myself.”

“It’s different when I do it. Now, open up.”

Norah found his playful insistence a bit cheesy, but she secretly enjoyed it. Who wouldn’t like being cherished?

After their meal, they naturally ended up sharing a bath, which led to an intimate night together.

After holding back for so long, Sean spent hours with Norah, making love.

“Norah, trust me, this is the last time,” he murmured.

Norah rolled her eyes. “You said that earlier!”

“I swear, this is really it. I mean it.”

“Sean, you promised! You’re such a liar!”

The room was filled with soft laughter and tenderness.

The following morning, the sunlight gently filtered through the curtains, landing on Norah’s face. She blinked and reached for her phone on the nightstand, noticing it was already past eight.

Sean was no longer beside her, and the place where he had been lying was cold. He must have already left for work. She vaguely recalled his voice and the soft press of his lips against her cheek as she drifted in and out of sleep.

Slowly sitting up, Norah winced at the soreness in her waist and the tenderness between her legs, her cheeks flushing at the memory. Even though he had sworn it would be the last time, they kept going until she finally lost track of everything and drifted off.

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