“I’ll butter your toast, beautiful.” Her cheeks burn pink as she looks down at the phone to fiddle with it. Sometimes she’s so sure of herself and sometimes that shyness in her bleeds through. I pull the soup off the stove and pour it into a bowl. Bunny lets out a yawn as I cut the grilled cheese up into pieces, putting it on a plate for her.
“You even cut it for me. You keep this up and I might just move in here. No more hotels for me.”
That’s the plan. I’m hoping it might be something her mind is playing with too. They say that every joke has a little bit of truth to it.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” she asks before taking another bite. She lets out a small moan that goes straight to my dick.
I could still taste her. Feel her heat pressed against me as she clung to me. No, my dick isn’t going down anytime soon.
“I’m good,” I say, food being the last thing on my mind. She has all my attention. Between wanting to fuck her on every surface of this house and trying to keep her safe, my mind can’t think of much else that isn’t focused on her. She dips another piece of the grilled cheese and brings it to my mouth. I open for her, taking a bite. I might not be hungry but I’m sure as fuck not going to tell her no if she wants to feed me.
“PJ said I should stay for a few days.” She feeds me another bite.
“You don’t have to feed me to stay here. You’re more than welcome.” I lean back. As much as I enjoy her feeding me, she needs to eat herself.
“You did promise to show me around tomorrow.”
“I did.” I can’t wait to get her out on my land. She sips more of her soup, polishing it off. I stand, taking the dishes and dropping them into the sink. She lets out another yawn.
“Let me take you to bed.”
“We’re not going to unpause?” Her fingers tangle with mine. I want nothing more than to press play on what we had started earlier but I know she’s worn out. I will never put my wants or my needs before hers. My dick may disagree, but I don’t use that to make my decisions.
“Not tonight. You need sleep.” I pull her to me and in one swoop she’s in my arms. I stride toward my bedroom, taking her inside to set her on the edge of the bed. I drop to my knees in front of her, taking off her shoes. It feels good to take care of her. I’ve never taken care of another person before, but I have the need to do it with her.
“Isn't this the master?” She looks around my bedroom. There isn't much to it but it is decorated some due to my mom. I’m thankful because I want her to like it. If it had been up to me, all that would have been in here would be a bed. That's all I need. Well, until her. Now, it’s my mission to make her a permanent fixture here also. But I have to be patient, I tell myself for the hundredth time.
“Yeah.” I stand, pulling the blanket back. “I want to be close to you.” I don’t think anyone is going to show up here, but I will use this excuse to share a bed with her. “It’s a big bed,” I point out. I watch as her eyes run up and down me.
“You’re a big guy.” She smiles at me. I am and she is a tiny thing. I have to remember that. It takes her a moment to realize her words can be taken in more than one way. “I mean—” Her face blooms that pretty pink again. She’s going to kill me. This is going to be one of the hardest and sweetest night of my life and I know I’m not going to get a wink of sleep. I turn in search of something for her to wear.
“You’re leaving?”
“No.” The only thing that could get me to leave her alone for the night would be if she asked me. I pull open a drawer, grabbing one of my plain white shirts. “I thought you might want something else to wear.” I walk over, handing it to her. She licks her lips.
“Thanks.” She hops up from the bed and darts into my bathroom. I run a hand down my face trying to remember I’m not a caveman. “The bathroom is a dream.” She wanders out a few seconds later. I fight a groan. I thought she was going to take off her sweater but it looks like she ditched everything but my shirt. She crawls back onto the bed, her ass in the air, giving me a nice view of her thighs before she is pulling the covers over herself.