Boomerang Love

In front of the dinner smile on her face ne they conversed occasionally. While Jennifer did her chores beside them, the tered, not even for a second.

Two years had passed. Now, they had finally made it through and could now enjoy the fruits of a happy marriage.

Half an hour later, they finished their supper and returned upstairs. Brendan held his clothes and asked Naomi to shower with him.

Naomi sat in front of the laptop and said, "I need to handle some stuff. Go yourself."

Brendan went over to annoy her for a bit. Naomi didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her antics. He said he'd accompany her after his shower. Only then did he let go of her and head to the bathroom.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw that Naomi had put on her glasses and sat in front of the desk.

Brendan rubbed his drying hair and threw the towel aside. He combed it backward and went over to hug Naomi from behind.

He placed his chin on her shoulder and nuzzled her cheeks. "I've finished showering."

"Alright," Naomi responded while banging on her keyboard. She said dismissively, "I'll need a while more. Go entertain yourself somewhere."NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Brendan didn't get up when he saw that Naomi hadn't even looked at him. He kissed her cheek and whispered, "The earlier we get it over with, the earlier we go to bed."

Naomi continued typing. "I haven't finished my work."

She wasn't planning on working overtime. However, ideas had flowed into her while she was having dessert.

Brendan was silent. However, he didn't push Naomi away. He continued holding her.

When he saw that she didn't speak or push him away due to her immense focus on work, he gripped her shoulders and slid his hand from her lower abdomen to her mounds.

It made Naomi jumpy. The tip was already...

She turned to glare at Brendan. She ordered, "Stop messing around."

Brendan replied, "You carry on with your task. I'll do mine."

Naomi was struck speechless, In the past, she used to think she was more shameless than Brendan. She could say all sorts of crude words he couldn't even imagine saying.

She only realized later that he only looked serious on the outside. When they were alone, he was as Chapter 257

shameless as they could get. His ability to say anything was bordering on hers.

She stared at him for a moment.

Naomi peeled his hand off, hand off too m continue working. Who knew that he could

continue his actions, even escalating them?

When he kissed her ears, Naomi's attention was dispersed. The clacking of her keyboard slowed.

"Brendan!" Naomi shouted, her hands floating above the keyboard,

"Yes?" Brendan replied, his tone winding flirtatiously.

Following that, the hand roaming around her chest migrated om downward. At his uninhibited teasing, she made multiple spelling errors.

Brendan bit her ear and whispered, "You're wet."

Naomi swore through gritted teeth, "Asshole."

Brendan smirked. He swept her into o'm his arms and walked to the bed.

Then, he put her down gently. Following that, he took off his shirt and kissed her repeatedly. Naomi hooked both arms around his neck.

At the height of their passion, he said, "Naomi, you're mine,"