Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert)
Chapter 927

Chapter 927 He Never Has Self-Control Over Her

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Placing the woman gently on the bed, he backed away slightly and stared into her glistening eyes, asking in a hoarse voice, "Do you know what you are doing right now?

Kisa said nothing. She just hooked his neck and kissed him again. Her tender yet' passionate kiss made him lose his mind completely. He could not think about anything, just wanted to hold her and indulge himself once more. The woman beneath him was so passionate and perverse that every movement perfectly matched him. Because of her passionate cooperation, Gilbert almost went crazy and made love to her until late at night.

He never thought that he could make love to her in such a hearty way in this life. Even at this moment, when she was sleeping peacefully beside him, all of this felt like a dream to him; it was unreal in every way. After that, he leaned against the headboard, languidly smoking a cigarette. His upper body was half exposed, his chest full of her passionate and wild scratches. He puffed out a ring of smoke, looking gently at the woman beside him. He had never been an indulgent person. In the years when Kisa disappeared, he had touched no woman. She was the only woman he had ever had. In this regard, he thought he had good self-control. But at this moment, looking at her fair and smooth shoulders, the feeling returned to him. He never had self-control over her. Hastily, he turned his eyes away. Thinking of her passionate reaction just now caused his lips to curl up involuntarily in a smile, his eyes growing softer and softer.

Kisa was lying on her side with her back to him. She slowly opened her eyes and stared at the chaotic garments on the floor with cold eyes. 'As long as he is still interested in my body, then I can definitely take revenge on him,' she thought.

Gilbert had just finished smoking a cigarette when he heard the woman beside him moan softly. He hurriedly turned to look and saw her turn around, looking at him with enigmatic eyes. He had never thought she could charm men before, but at this moment, her appearance of being half-awake, especially after making love, with a blush on her face, was a sight that no man could resist. His eyes darkened, but he fought back the spur of passion inside him. After all, he had already been making out for a long time, and his body could not sustain any more of it.

He took the woman into his arms and looked at her with gentle eyes. "You are awake? Are you hungry?"

"Hmm." Kisa nodded her head gently.

Neither of them mentioned the wild moment they just had nor the burdensome hatred and enmity. Gilbert gave her a peck on the lips and smiled. "Hold on. I will make you something to eat."

"Okay." Her voice was hoarse and lethargic, but it was extremely pleasant to listen to.

Gilbert stroked her hair and got out from under the covers, getting out of bed to get dressed. Kisa looked away, her face expressionless, even her eyes vacant. Gilbert overlooked that and thought she was tired, so he said to her, "You sleep a bit more. I will wake you up when the food is ready."

"Hmm." She seemed exceedingly docile at the moment and would follow whatever

he said.

Gilbert smiled and walked out of the room.

After he went out, Kisa sat up with the quilt on her, her body riddled with the traces of his affection. There was no denying that he was tender as if he took care of the most precious porcelain in the world during the lovemaking session. But even this meant nothing to her. 'All men are like this. They can be very gentle in bed. But when they get out of bed, they change their faces. I will never once again talk about the so-called feelings with him,' she told herself in her mind, looking down at the marks on her chest and smiling in a demented way.