Page 207 of Mr. Beast


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“Oh, I wasn’t going anywhere before food. I need sustenance after last night.”

The grin that peeled across his face was positively devious.

“One big breakfast coming up,” he said.

We rolled ourselves from bed and I made my way to the bathroom to clean up. I took a shower, allowing the hot water to flood the room and permeate my skin. I washed our crusted adventures from my thighs, feeling a twinge of disappointment. I enjoyed being marked by him. I enjoyed evidence of his body on mine. I washed my hair with a bit of his shampoo and conditioned it well, then I dried myself off as the smells of breakfast wafted around my head.

My stomach growled at the scents. Bacon and ham, eggs with cheese and buttered toast. I inhaled the aromas of jams and peanut butter, coffee brewed and orange juice fluttered above it all. I quickly pulled my clothes on and strode for the kitchen, gawking at the sight of the massive breakfast Travis had cooked for us.

For me.

“Hope you’re hungry,” he said.

His back was bare to me, flexing with his movements at the stove as I licked my lips

“Oh yes,” I said. “Very hungry.”

“Then sit. I’ve got some vegetables I’m frying up to add to the eggs, then I’ll grab the pot of coffee.”

“Want me to do anything?” I asked.

“Yes. I want you to sit and enjoy yourself.”

The two of us sat down at the table and ate. I tried to make conversation with him, but every time I took a bite of food I moaned. It cut off every sentence I tried to make as the grin on Travis’ face grew, and soon I gave up conversation altogether in favor of eating.

“I take it everything’s good?” he asked.

“Hell yeah, it is,” I said.

“What’s your favorite?”

“Those vegetables in the eggs, for sure.”

“Next time, I’ll make us some homemade pancakes. I can do chocolate chips in them, or blueberries, or swirl it with cinnamon and top it with cinnamon roll icing.”

“Keep talking like that and I won’t go,

” I said.

“Keep threatening that and I’ll keep talking,” he said.

My eyes panned up toward him as I took a bite of my toast. His beautiful gaze was locked onto mine, reflecting the sunrise streaming through the cabin windows. His chest was strong and luscious. Glistening in the light of the morning sun as his forearms perched on the table. If I concentrated hard enough, I could still smell him. I could smell his skin and feel his lips against my neck. Goosebumps rose up on my arms as I remembered the swell of his chest against mine. The way his hips locked perfectly between my legs. The way his lips wrapped around my nipples and the way his beard tickled the insides of my thighs.

I shook myself from my trance and took another bite of my eggs.

“I need this recipe,” I said.

“Just some vegetables sauteed with some garlic, pepper, and salt,” he said.

“That easy, huh?” I asked.

“There might be another ingredient, but if I told you I’d have to kill you.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I hear you. It’s fabulous either way, so go you.”

“Go me,” he said with a chuckle.

We finished our breakfast and I helped him clear the table. We washed dishes side by side, him scrubbing and me drying. I wiped down the table as he put the dishes away as the looming deadline of my leaving crept up on us. Soon, there would be nothing else for either of us to do and I would have to leave his cabin.

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