The Cherished Wife

His kiss was gentle, carrying a tender affection that left Noelle bewildered. She gazed at him through half- closed eyes, her hands cradling his cheeks while her fingers combed through his hair. She began to kiss him back.

He took the lead, guiding her deeper into the embrace and drawing her further into the moment.

They kissed passionately, losing track of time until Charles finally pulled away. Noelle exhaled slowly, trying to catch her breath. Charles lifted her gently and held her close, his forehead resting against hers. Does it still hurt?” he asked softly.

Noelle was taken aback, and it took her a moment to respond. She then shook her head shyly. “No, it doesn’t hurt anymore.”

He was very gentle last night. She recalled Rowena telling her that a woman’s first time could be very painful, but for her, the pain had only been brief. Very soon, she was lost in the sensations he brought her.

Just thinking about it now made Noelle blush. She tugged at his shirt. “Why did you even ask that?” She felt incredibly embarrassed.

Charles chuckled, lifting her chin with his fingers and kissing her lips again. A smile was playing at the

corners of his mouth. “I want more.”

Noelle felt her mind explode. She was overwhelmed by his words. She reached up to cover his eyes with

her hands. “You’re so shameless!”

With a soft laugh, he picked her up and carried her upstairs. She gasped as she instinctively wrapped her C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

arms around his neck.

He kissed her as he carried her to the bedroom, then gently laid her on the bed. His movements were careful and tender. Noelle felt enveloped by a comforting warmth as his tall frame loomed over her, though he did not let his full weight press down on her.

He kissed her again, tracing the shape of her lips. His hands began exploring her body, igniting sparks wherever they touched, like kindling to a fire that grew hotter with each moment.

Noelle was lost in desire as she clung to him. She matched his movements and welcomed his every

advance.

This time was different from the hesitant exploration of the previous night. He moved with a blend of passion and tenderness, guiding her as they discovered each other anew.

Noelle was so completely immersed in his touch that she even lost track of time. She lay sprawled on Charles‘ chest in exhaustion while his hand rested on her waist, encouraging her.

She reached up to touch his jaw, murmuring, “No more”

“Hmm?” Charles nipped at her ear. “We’re just getting started.”

Noelle’s eyes flew open in surprise, and she pushed at him, protesting, “No more, really! You weren’t like this last night!” She had only just experienced such intimacy and was unprepared for

his stamina.

Charles took her hand, kissed it, and then lifted her onto him. “Nelly, your stamina is too poor.”

Noelle froze, unable to comprehend his words for a moment.

Was he criticizing her? Also, what did stamina have to do with it? Clearly, it was his own issue.

“With more practice, you’ll get used to it,” Charles whispered in her ear, his tongue teasing her earlobe.

Noelle shivered and nearly fell off him, but Charles caught her just in time.

She smacked his shoulder as she blushed furiously. “Stop it. I’m all sticky. I need a shower!”

“Just once more, just once!” Charles held her waist, and Noelle winced.

Her brows furrowed together in pain. “Go slow… It hurts!”