Chapter 312 Group Photo
Sleeping apart felt bad. Judson liked the feeling of her leaning against him. But the second she got close, he was all about that feeling.
He wasn't usually a guy driven by lust. Other chicks could be naked in his bed, and he'd feel nothing.
But Eula? She was his kryptonite.
When Eula heard him, she blinked those big eyes of hers.
"Huh?"
Help him? How was she supposed to do that?
Before she could figure it out, Judson yanked her into his arms and planted a kiss on her.
He kissed her hard.
It was the first time Eula felt Judson's urgency, and it made her heart race. She just wanted to get lost in the moment with him, forget everything else.
She just wanted Judson to be happy! If he was happy, she would be happy too!
Her mouth was filled with his taste, and her mind went blank as his big hand grabbed hers.
When she felt the heat, she freaked out and tried to pull her hand back.
But Judson held on tight and nibbled her ear.
"Baby, just like this, I'll feel better!"
His voice was deep and sexy, making her heart skip a beat.
Eula softly responded, and in the darkness, she slowly figured it out and made him happy.
An hour later, Eula was rubbing her sore hand, staring at the ceiling.
Judson had already gone to the bathroom, and Eula let out a long sigh of relief.
Finally, it was over; she felt like she was about to pass out from exhaustion. He lasted way too long.
The next day, they slept in until after ten. Judson woke up first because his phone rang. He got up, grabbed his phone, and went to the balcony to take the call.
When he opened the balcony door, Eula woke up too. She turned over and lay on her side.
She watched Judson in his bathrobe, a cigarette between his fingers, talking on the phone.
Judson's profile was on full display, with high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, a straight nose that made him look super serious, and a jawline sharp enough to cut glass.
Eula smiled, thinking, 'Judson is a handsome devil.'
His face and body were sculpted like a masterpiece, as if he'd stepped straight out of a Renaissance painting.
After finishing the call, Judson slid the door open and came back in.
"Did I wake you?" he asked calmly.
He had just chewed out the person on the phone, worried he might've woken Eula.
They had gone to bed late last night, and she had been so dedicated. Judson's heart and eyes were full of affection.
He hoped Eula could sleep a little longer and not be disturbed.
Eula shook her head, "I've slept enough. Let's head back!"
Today was the company's annual meeting, and Judson would probably be super busy. She couldn't be selfish and keep him all to herself.
This was probably the perk of being with him: a little extra understanding.
If it were an ordinary girlfriend, she'd probably think her boyfriend only cared about work and neglected her.
Judson nodded slightly. "No rush, let's grab some breakfast and take a walk by the lake."
After breakfast, they headed to the lake.
The scenery was beautiful, and lots of people were there on vacation, snapping photos.
Eula took out her phone, snapped some pics of the scenery, and then glanced at the handsome Judson.
"We haven't taken a photo together yet. How about we take one?"
Judson wasn't into taking photos. Tons of magazines had asked for interviews with him, but he always had her turn them down.
Judson frowned slightly, looking a bit reluctant, but finally, he nodded.
Eula smiled and asked a passerby to take a photo of them.
When Eula looked at the photo on her phone, she frowned slightly.
"Judson, why don't you smile? You look really good when you smile."
In the photo, Eula was smiling beautifully, with two small dimples at the corners of her mouth. But beside her, Judson's face was handsome, yet the flaw was that he had a cold expression, like stone.
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