Chapter 332

Spencer washed his hands. With a stretch of his arm, he easily wrapped it around the cheeky Lucille's waist and brought her in front of him with a quick twirl.

She gasped. Before she could react, he pinched her chin, prompting her to look up.

The next second, he sealed her lips with his. The kiss carried a hint of punishment. His actions were intense, as if a beast had suddenly spotted food and seized it wildly.

Lucille followed his lead and wrapped her arms around his neck, reciprocating the kiss and keeping up with his rhythm. Gradually, he softened his kiss, causing her to groan gently. His strong arm latched onto her waist tighter, pulling her closer to him, leaving no space between their bodies.

Luckily, he was holding her, or she would've lost her balance.

The atmosphere in the kitchen was getting heated, and the air was filled with sounds of their kisses and gasps.

Right before she needed to catch her breath, Spencer released her, with his warm lips traveling to her neck a