463. MOUTH OF THE LION

Noah swept his gaze on the room, his eyes fell on Miranda. It had been a long while since he last saw her and he could already feel her gaze boring into his skin.

She looked as beautiful as ever, and even memories of their time together rushed into his mind filling him with a sense of want he had forgotten.

"Sir, Aiden," she stood up gracefully, her eyes clearly stating how ready she was for anything he wanted from her. Noah began to wonder if the other caretakers were like that, or she was just kinky.

"Miranda," Noah called out lightly. He took light steps towards her and she bowed before him.

Noah gave a dismissive wave and sat on his bed. Now that she was here he didn't know what to do already.

Miranda straightened her position and sat on the bed with him. Silence being predominant between them.

She still had clear memories of their time together. His stamina was something else. It made her shiver just thinking about it.