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“I think I can,” she yelled. “For you I can—fuck, Hudson, I’m…”
I stroked her deeper, loving the way Eugene’s legs twitched and her stomach quivered. The pressure at the tip of my cock kept building. Her sweet pussy gripped me like a vice. My breath quickened. Eugene kept eye contact, which made the moment more intimate, and I fucking ate that up. The second she came undone, I buried myself to the hilt and joined her.
Panting, she lowered her arms to the bed. I stayed there, watching her for probably too long, but I couldn’t help it. I wanted to memorize how she looked after being thoroughly fucked.
“Do you realize how gorgeous you look beneath me right now?” I asked. “I could fucking eat you up.”
Opening her lids, she smiled. “You already have.”
“Mm…” I leaned forward and kissed her cheek. “You know what kind of appetite I have.” She laughed and pushed at my shoulder. I eased out of her slowly, but she still winced, causing me to frown. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. It’s just been a while.” Tucking hair behind her ears, she said, “I’m going to go clean up.”
When she started to leave my room, I pointed toward the bathroom. “I have a bigger,nicerbathroom down here,” I told her.
“I’m going to go use mine,” she said, and then slipped out of the room.
My smile waned. I rubbed my forehead as I groaned. “Fuck.” Did I push her too soon? Maybe I revealed too much. No. She fell apart for me every time I touched her. Eugene was attracted to me as much as I was to her. It was okay for her to use the bathroom upstairs. It was the one she always used, but she called ithers. I feared she was establishing boundaries, which was going to be hard for me.
I wanted her in my bed, underneath my blankets. The reality wasn’t so simple, though. Even if we were dating, I wouldn’t have her in my bed every night so soon. Just because she lived with me didn’t mean I could start keeping her in my bed. Clearly, she never stayed every time I put her in it.
I could be patient with her. No one could be better for her. Worry tugged at my chest. I didn’t want to lose Eugene.
Max walked to the entrance of my room, stopped, and cocked his head at me. I pointed at him. “I’m doing my part. You’re not even trying lately. Be cuter or something.”
He turned right back around and left.
THIRTY-SIX
EUGENE
“You look super cute today,” Georgianna said, picking up a red strand of my hair and smiling. “You added more makeup. It makes your dark eyes pop.”
Eyes widening, I pulled the hair from her hold. Shit. Did I put on too much? If Georgianna took notice, everyone would, including Hudson.
“I only added a touch more.”
The words rushed out like I tried to explain myself. A woman didn’t need to justify applying more makeup to her appearance. I was allowed, and it had nothing to do with what went on upstairs and downstairs in the cabin the night before.
My clit pulsated just thinking about it.
After speaking a few words with Georgianna, I checked on my tables and helped Rebecca clean one of her booths. Busy, busy, busy. I tried to be anyway, but Hudson carried out my orders for me, so I had one less thing to do. That was my job, but healwaysdid it. I couldn’t pretend his attention didn’t make me happy. There was no ignoring the not-so-little thing it did to my heart. How tight my chest clamped up because all those feel-good emotions were smacking into me, forcing me to pay attention.
I really liked Hudson. Maybe more than like. We weren’t on an even playing field, though. What I lacked; Hudson likely had his whole life. Vehicles, a home, and the ability to reach his dream had come so easily for him. Meanwhile, I smooched off the man who was becoming the most important person in my life. That scared me. I was nobody, and I didn’t like how much I depended on him. The idea that I might be exactly like the so-called family who took advantage of Gran growing up made me sick.
No part of me wanted him to see me as less than.
How could I be more? Maybe I should have finished college after all. I had gone to a community college for a year but had quickly dropped out. A business degree would have been nice when I opened my book café—ifI ever did. In the middle of rural Kentucky, who would want to visit my bookstore? What were my odds of doing well?
It’s fine. Everything’s fine.
I had plenty of ideas to make the store interesting. Women were busy creatures. We didn’t have time for much, but I could offer a haven for women to host book clubs. Start my own club. Maybe see about adding a gaming section or computers for teens. If I could create a steady flow of traffic into my place, I would have a better chance of succeeding. The idea of getting people to see the beauty in reading was exciting. But all of it was intimidating.
The other night, I finally looked and found a small apartment complex with rooms available, but I hadn’t put in an application. I didn’t want to leave Hudson’s. But I had to, didn’t I? Hudson took care of me. It was more like he babied me, and that terrified me. I liked the way he made me feel just by being in the room with me. He never once made me feel less than, even when he complained about my clumsiness.
All the fear and doubt were my past clinging to me.Don’t be a bother to Hudson.Don’t use him like Gran was used. It wasn’t only that. The idea of him changing scared me. What if his sweetness was pretend and he got upset, like Jared, over one dirty dish in the sink?
Stop, Eugene!
