Gale finally managed to breathe peacefully, knowing Craig went out to drop his mother to the airport. Her flight was scheduled this morning, so she was already not around when she woke up. Craig messaged her saying that he told his mother she would skip work today since she was not feeling well so his mother would not ask why she was still sleeping inside her room.

She still could not get over with how Craig handled the situation last night. She felt bad telling lies like that. She came out from her room and went into the kitchen to cook something for herself and Craig. She cooked lunch while waiting for his return so they could talk about last night.

It was the first time she did any cooking in Craig’s kitchen because the latter would not let her do anything saying the kitchen was an exclusive place for him so she was not allowed to touch it unless he was not around.

“Well, he is not around so…” she mumbled as she made some vegetable salads. She unconsciously smiled at the thought of how adorable Craig looked whenever he had his apron on.

“Oh, God…” she beamed, realizing she was having some weird thoughts. In her carelessness, she unconsciously cut herself with the knife she was using to cut the cuc.u.mbers.

“Ouch!!” she cried in pain.

“Why? What happened?” Craig suddenly appeared and rushed to her side, worried. He looked at her hand and pulled it into the sink to wash the dripping blood. He also pulled her to sit on the couch of the living room before getting his first aid kit.

“Why are you clumsy? The cut looks deep,” Craig scolded with a crumpled forehead while he cleaned the wound with an antiseptic, then a bandaid covering the wound completely.

Then he raised his head to look at her. He was so near her that for some reason Gale felt a bit distracted. “No wonder I’m having a second thought about letting you use the kitchen,” he nagged.

Gale pouted her lips and murmured, “You’re exaggerating. Just that some thoughts distracted me, so I didn’t notice when the knife…”

“And what kind of thoughts is that where you did not notice you almost cut your finger huh?” Craig snorted. What happened irritated him. She was not supposed to get hurt under his watch. Even if it is just a simple scratch like that.

Gale opened her lips, but there were no words. Should she say that it was him and his funny apron that crossed her mind and distracted her resulting in that wound?

Craig frowned at her, but then his eyes went down to her parted lips. Without a warning, he suddenly crossed the space for those inviting lips.

Gale froze. Her eyes blinked as she felt Craigs lips on hers. He was kissing her hungrily, sucking her lower and upper lips alternately. She could not move and suddenly did not know what to do.

‘What is wrong with me?’ she mused because she felt like electricity was running all over her body. He kissed so nicely that she even closed her eyes and unconsciously kissed him back.

Her arms followed an unknown instruction and encircled his neck.

His kisses felt really nice and his lips felt so supple. She m.o.a.ned as his tongue slipped inside her parted lips. There was something with Craig’s kisses that was making Gale’s body react as if it wanted more.

Craig felt that electricity as well since last night when he got a hold of her hand. He wished he could keep her hand in his forever. However, way before… he honestly felt that s.e.x.u.a.l attraction for her. He was attracted to her and was getting fond of her as a person as days passed by.

They were living together for more than a month now, and he didn’t realise when this forced responsibility became a passion for him. At first he had pity for her in his heart, but later on he realized he was attracted towards her and had secretly started feeling jealous of her past relationsh.i.p.s.

Whenever she talked about Liam, he wished he could cut away that part of her life when she dated him and make her forget that name forever. He didn’t actually realise he was falling deep for her and just tried to make himself think he was simply being overprotective for a lone girl until last night.

When he held her hand and told her mother all that, he felt how nice it would be if they were actually cohabiting. The idea of being with her for life thrilled him and at that moment, seeing her parted lips so near to his face was pure torture to him. He wanted to crush those lips with his own. To taste her lips and to own them. The lips that always looked s.e.xy with her enthusiastic expressions while she was eating all the things he cooked.

He loved all the things about her. Her lips, her cute expressions, her ability to adapt with the harshest conditions of life and her strong heart that took so many jolts at such a young age.

“Gale… I want you…” he straightforwardly whispered in between his kissing. She was now driving him nuts by answering his passionate kiss. It had been long since he was with a woman.

He became aggressive, hearing no response from Gale except for her sweet m.o.a.ns as his hand cupped one of her b.r.e.a.s.ts, fondling it gently.

“Gale, I want to have you…” he whispered as his other hand slipped inside her shirt, unbuckling her bra.

Gale felt like she was drowning in the sea of sensation. She felt something was wrong with her body. How come she turned into a putty under Craig’s kiss and touches.

The last thing she knew was that her upper body was already n.a.k.e.d after being showered by Craig’s kisses while her body gestalt laid down on the couch. Craig knew what he was doing… He didn’t stop bringing her to the wilderness of sensation, and the craving of her body overshadowed her right mind.

She did not notice when Craig also removed all his clothes because the next thing she knew was that he was already thrusting inside of her, making her m.o.a.n in pleasure while he continuously kissed her lips hungrily.

Craig pulled her up as he continued to thrust inside of her. She arched her body, and he took that opportunity to alternately play with her twin peaks using his tongue, lips and mouth.

The sensation was too much for her to bear while his thrust became faster.

“Gale… I want you to come first.” she heard Craig instructed. He was almost there, but he controlled himself because he wanted Gale to release first. Gale met his intensity as her own h.i.p.s moved to sync with his rhythm.

“Ohhh…” Gale cried while her body jolted as she milked Craig with her own juices. She was still trembling as Craig thrust deeper and harder till he reached his climax.

Both were panting. Craig hugged Gale tightly, who was sitting on his lap. She buried her face in the crook of his neck, shocked with what just happened.

“I like you Gale,” she heard Craig whisper in her ear followed by his little kisses.

“This is a mistake,” Gale answered.