Chapter 43

Gael

For a while we lay on the bed, just exchanging caresses, but I was startled when I got up.

“Gael, I'm sorry.” I turn to her without understanding anything, her gaze is anguished.

“Why are you apologizing?”

“Your back is full of scratches and nail marks, I didn't mean to hurt you, I'm sorry.”

From the way she held me, I can imagine the marks she left, and probably later when I go to the shower it will sting, but at the moment I don't care about that.

“Hey, you can stop that, you didn't hurt me, and those marks will be gone by the next time you come to see me, and I will love having you do them again.”

“I am here worrying that I hurt you and you're thinking about naughty things.” She closes her face, and if it were any other time, I'd believe she's mad at me.

“Are you mad at me?”

I climb on her legs, preventing her from leaving and start to tickle her belly, making her squirm with laughter.

“Are you going to continue with this pecking at me?”

“I won't.” She is out of breath; I stop