Chapter 8 Unusual Compassion

• Her gaze grew wide. She attempted to turn around, but he embraced her from behind, throwing his arms around her in a hurry. "Are you not going to eat?" "Let me have my dessert first." Huston kissed her on the neck and drew his lips down even more. She looked up at the light above them, not daring to meet his stare. She sank into his arms and let out a small sigh between his kisses. "Your voice is lovely. Give it another listen. Evelyn progressively lost herself in the passion's maelstrom. She appeared to begin to comprehend why Jerry found sex to be so enjoyable. much...
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• The food had cooled off the table, and Evelyn's residual hunger had given way to weariness from Huston's intense acts. Huston, on the other hand, seemed considerably more collected. He cleaned up thereafter and washed his hands thoroughly before sitting down to eat at the dining table and enjoying the food. He even made remarks about every meal. "Next time, skip the black pepper. It's not to my taste," he remarked as Evelyn came out of the restroom. She scowled. Just don't consume it if you find it objectionable. Huston's hands paused, still holding the fork and knife. He turned away from her as soon as he saw her looking up, stuttering, "I mean, if you don't want it, I'll consume it. He gave the chair next to him a pat.