Chapter 264 Choices
Judson drank most of it, then wiped the water from the corner of his mouth. "I've already tasted your saliva before, so what's the big deal?"
Eula's face suddenly turned red, and she didn't dare to look at him, fumbling in the fridge to pick out some vegetables.
In fact, she didn't know what to pick, so she just grabbed a bit of everything and let Mary decide.
Judson put the water aside and hugged her waist from behind, his lips brushing against her neck, almost as if he was kissing her.
Eula was extremely nervous, her whole body tensed up.
"Mr. Nash, stop messing around."
Eula moved a bit, twisting her waist, which only arouse Judson even more.
His Adam's apple moved up and down seductively, his voice deep and pleasant. "Eula, I want to kiss you again."
This time, he didn't force her but asked in such a way that it felt like a feather brushing against Eula's heart, making her unbearably itchy.
Seeing no reaction from her, Judson turned Eula to face him, his deep eyes looking at her.
Eula blinked her big eyes and didn't resist.
In front of her was Judson's handsome and cold face. He held her tightly, his tall and straight figure almost completely overshadowing her, a faint fragrance hitting her nose.
Judson's eyes stayed on her face, unblinking, his tightly pressed lips carrying a certain stubborn arrogance, as handsome as a super star walking out of a movie.
His eyes were like navy blue gems, his unruly hair clinging to his pale, porcelain-like cheeks.
His thick eyebrows slightly furrowed, making people unconsciously infatuated.
Eula just stared at him blankly as Judson's lips moved closer to her face, until their lips met.
Both of them seemed satisfied, holding each other tightly, and Eula responded to him passionately.
This made Judson over the edge.
Eula was pressed against the refrigerator door, her lips being sucked again and again. She held his neck tightly, not knowing what to do.
But in her heart, she was longing, desiring, not wanting to let him go.
Judson's big hands took off her coat, then she was lifted onto the kitchen counter. Eula was slightly startled, her mouth half open.
Then Judson's lips sealed hers again. Eula shivered, not from the cold, as the room was perfectly warm.
Eula trembled because she was nervous, because she was scared.
She didn't know what would happen next, but she was looking forward to it.
Judson's breathing became heavier, he could no longer control himself. He pulled off his tie and then started unbuttoning Eula's shirt.
Eula only felt a slight chill on her chest, then his big hand covered it, a strange feeling arising in her body, making her unconsciously squeeze her legs together.
Judson noticed this and chuckled lowly, lightly biting her lip. "Eula, you want it, don't you?"
No matter how he had tried to seduce her before, Eula seemed oblivious, completely unresponsive.
Today, Judson felt her respond, and he felt a great sense of accomplishment.
Eula's face turned even redder, leaning into his chest, raising her hand to hit him lightly. "Judson, stop talking."
Judson took off her clothes, looking at her delicate skin, his eyes turning even redder, a telltale sign of his mounting desire.
Eula's whole body was sensitive, and just a light touch would make her blush, a grab would leave a bruise.
Such a woman should be pampered.
Judson nibbled on her neck, his voice low and hoarse. "Eula, do you want to do it here or in the bedroom?"
After all, this was their first time. He quite liked this place, but he was afraid Eula wouldn't be able to handle it.
The kitchen was a place Judson wanted to try, but not now.
Eula hugged his neck tightly and kissed his ear lightly, very lightly.
"I choose the bedroom," she whispered.
