Kimberly stared at her lover as he was fast asleep. He looked so peaceful and handsome. Her eyes lingered on his slightly parted lips, she felt the urge to kiss him, but refrained herself because she didn’t want to wake him up as he must probably be tired after the long journey.

She carefully removed his hand from her waist and quietly got out of bed, making sure not to cause any noise.

She got into the closet and picked out another underwear, since Ian ripped the one she was previously wearing. Smiling at the memory, she took one of Ian’s t-shirt and wore it, then wrapped her hair up in messy bun before quietly walking out of the room.

Kimberly walked into the kitchen and sat on an island stool, thinking of what to make for lunch. She knew she needed to think fast because Ian wasn’t an heavy sleeper, so he’d soon be up.

After some minutes of thinking and going through a cookery book, she decided to make shrimp and vegetable skillet.

Before she begins to make the meal, she needed to quench her thirst, so she helped herself to a glass of juice.

As Kimberly cooked, she realized she couldn’t find the jar of spice. She searched for it in the kitchen units and drawers, but still couldn’t find it. She let out a frustrated groan as she looked up in the shelf and saw it there.

“Just great!” she muttered to herself.

She had thought searching for the spice was bad enough, but finding it in the shelf was even worse because that’s where she hated most in the kitchen. She let out a huff and stretched out her arm to reach for the jar, but failed miserably. She muttered some curse words before giving it another try.

Standing up on her toes, she tried to reach for the jar a second time, her fingers barely touching it. Then she felt a hard chest pressed against her back, Ian’s fingers slightly brushed her before gracefully bringing down the spice jar.

His closeness was already intoxicating Kimberly, who could barely move from her present spot because she was slowly losing her composure.

That always happens whenever Ian was near her. He always leaves her breathless.

Her knees went weak as his lips came in contact with her neck.

“You could’ve just called me if you needed a hand.” Ian huskily whispered in her ears, making her shut her eyes to take in his mesmerizing voice.

She turned around and caught his lips with hers in a passionate kiss. He let out a low groan as she gripped his hair. Ian picked Kimberly up by the back of her thighs and pinned her against the wall as their lips fought for dominance.copy right hot novel pub