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I opened the bag and pulled out several books.
“I saw the books on the coffee table,” she said, fidgeting with her fingers. “It seems like you read thrillers or horror?”
I studied the book covers before smiling. “You’re correct. Thank you. I haven’t read anything in a couple of weeks, so I’ll enjoy these.”
“You have something else in there,” she said before she leaned over and reached into the bag. I found her enthusiasm adorable. She held a silver chain in her hand. “It was cheap, but I thought it suited you and couldn’t pass it up.”
I grasped the trinket hanging off her fingers and studied it. It was a spatula charm. I grinned and looked up to see her lips parting.
“See! It suits you.” She laughed.
“I can’t walk around with a spatula hanging around my neck.”
Oh, she didn’t know I had every intention of wearing the necklace since it was from her.
Eugene chuckled more. “Now you’ve got to put it on for that comment. I don’t see the big deal. You own a restaurant, and you’re an amazing cook.”
It fucking pleased me to know she enjoyed the food I prepared for her.
I watched as she neared, mesmerized by her beauty, until Max barked. I heard his claws clicking on the hardwood as he ran up behind Eugene. Eugene’s eyes widened as she made anoofsound, and that was all I saw before she slammed into me. Max barked again. I inhaled more strawberries. My nose brushed against softness. My face was cocooned in warmth. Realization dawned as I gripped her waist and fell backward with her.
“Bear!” she screamed.
Her tits… Her fucking tits were in my face. She wasn’t wearing a bra beneath that shirt.
It was over all too soon. She scrambled to get off of me. I lost my grip on her waist.
“I’m sorry. Are you okay?” she asked.
Was I okay?
I sat up slowly, running my hand over my face. There was no guarantee I could mask my expression from her—my ever-growing want. I was trying to be patient with my feelings, but then her boobs hit my face. I wasn’t okay. I needed a cold shower. Better yet, I needed her to fall just like that again.
Eugene went on, “I don’t know why he jumped my back like that. Do you think he thought we were playing?”
“Who knows.” I dropped my hand when I believed my blood had returned to normal. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.”
Wasn’t she affected at all? Surely, she noticed where she landed. Getting closer to Eugene was going to be a challenge. I knew that because she didn’t seem affected like I was when I blow dried her hair either. She had been falling asleep while I had been fighting not to touch anything else but her wet strands.
The tits in my face might be my final straw.
I wanted to take care of her, but I also wanted to eat her alive. There was no part of her I didn’t want to touch and worship. I thought of bringing her to an orgasm over and over. Spreading her legs and devouring her pussy. Placing her on my lap, thrusting into her as she bounced on my cock.
Eugene had no idea that I was a starving man. Seducing her would be pleasurable in itself, but she needed a little more time to see how well I could take care of her.
Finding the necklace on the floor beside my leg, I picked it up. “Are you going to put this on me?”
I hadn’t noticed she had stood until then.
“You can. I’m going to clean up our mess.”
Hmm. Maybe Max would knock her into me again. A man could hope.
TWENTY-EIGHT
EUGENE
