Page 25 of His Coveted Obsession

My smile turned crooked as my eyes tried to droop from satiation. “Yeah, if you want. I’d like that.”

Was it odd that he asked those questions instead of doing them? A little, but I liked Easton’s quirks. It made him interesting and unique. He was special.

He leaned down with that strength of his, his arms not even trembling from the weight, as if he did a hundred pushups a day, and kissed me.

My tired eyes fluttered closed as his soft lips touched mine. His kiss wasn’t so owning this time. It was gentle, and so different from thesex we just had.

He pulled away and looked down at me with an unreadable expression. I knew if I asked why he was looking at me, he’d tell me, but I liked the mystery of it, too. As if he were analyzing me, imagining a future together. I wasn’t stupid enough to believe one night of sex changed the fabric of time or anything, but I hoped he wanted more.

“How did you like your first time, East?”

“It was much better than expected. Watching it on my computer and masturbating isn’t the same as experiencing it.”

“Definitely. I’m glad you had fun. I… I would like to do this again.”

“We’ll definitely be doing this again, and soon.”

My heart raced, and I smiled like an idiot before I stretched like a cat with my arms above my head, completely satiated. “Good.”

Easton left no room for doubt or insecurity. Once he opened his mouth, you knewexactlywhere you stood with him.

“You were so sexy. So hot,” I said as I trailed fingers along his incredibly smooth skin, which was pale, looking like buttered cream, but underneath all that was hardness. The contrast felt amazing. “I can’t stop touching you. Is that okay? I know you said you didn’t like to be touched…”

“It doesn’t bother me because you are appreciating my body. I work hard to look good.”

“Oh, I definitely appreciate your body… and you. I appreciate you.”

I stretched again and yawned.

“You can stay the night,” he said.

I nodded, unable to stop smiling, as I curled into a ball. His bed was so comfortable, the blankets so soft. Mine was no better than a cheap motel bed.

He jostled me a bit as he stood and walked out of the bedroom, completely naked, looking like a sex god with the firmest ass I’d ever seen. And those muscles in his back… just wow. How’d I get so lucky to bag a man like Easton? Well, I hadn’t bagged him yet, but I sure was going to try.

Ididn’tknowwhattime it was when I woke up, and maybe I might have slept longer if I hadn’t felt like someone was staring at me. My eyes blinked open, and sure enough, I found Easton sitting on the side of the bed, watching me sleep. To anyone else, it may have seemed strange, but I liked it, as if he couldn’t stop looking at me because he wanted me that much.

“Morning,” I mumbled.

“Morning. You’re very pretty when you sleep. It softens your already soft features.”

My face bloomed, and I smiled before yawning. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

My hand landed on his thigh, dusted with blond hair. Too bad he was in his underwear. My fingers traveled along his skin, unable to stop touching him. I was obsessed with how he felt.

“Thanks for not kicking me out last night and letting me sleep. I just mean… with your aversion to holding and stuff.”

“Why would I do that? I like looking at you.”

I beamed at him. Easton was so good at making me feel special and attractive.

“I like looking at you, too. I especially like touching you, so I’m glad you’re letting me. But if you don’t like it or want me to stop, tell me, okay?”

“I will. Do you eat breakfast? I made some pancakes, bacon, eggs, diced fruit, and tea. There’s no coffee, but I’ll buy some for next time.”

Sure enough, I soon smelled the bacon in the air. I sat up and kissed his shoulder. “You made all that food for me? That’s so sweet of you.” I rarely ate breakfast since I started work so early and my stomach wasn’t quite awake, but since he went through the trouble, I would eat.

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