Chapter 3 LITTLE RABBIT

They had closed the deal a few minutes ago and somehow the owner convinced the big hunk of blocks to stay for lunch.

She was shocked when he agreed, but she was hungry so she could not disagree.

He had finished his dish, and even though he was known for not being patient, he watched he eat, she was an adorable eater, the way her cheeks puffed up when she took a piece too big for her mouth was adorable, and she didn't seem to care that he was looking at her... he liked that she ate to her content, he also noticed that she avoided the olives in the dish.

His little rabbit didn't like olives, he liked how happy she looked eating. He rarely got to see her smile or hear her talk. For some reason she believed he liked the silence when she was around.

He takes his eyes off her for a moment when his phone dings, he looks at it, not making an effort to respond to whoever it was. But when he looks up again he notices a smidge of sauce at the corner of her lips.

Without thinking, he catches her jaw, using his thumb he wipes the sauce away before placing the same thumb in his mouth and licking it off.

She stared frozen at what he had just done, taking in the fact that he had not let go of her face, and that he neon blue eyes were looking at her, like she was a dish.

Tearing her face away from his hold, she bows her head and mumbles a thank you, she gets a grunt in return. And this time when she continues eating, she does it gently.

He watches her eat slower, conscious of his gaze on her, and he never knew he had such a kink but watching her eat was such a turn on for him. The way her mouth opened up to accommodate the size of some foods, he wondered if she would do the same for his cock.

He wondered what she would be like in bed, had she been with any man? the thought made him angry, but he wanted to know. He needed to know what her face would look like when he stuffs his cock into her mouth, would she have a blush coating her cheek, would she still be able to look him in the eye, how many tries would he have to take to be able to fit all of it into her mouth.

The further his thoughts went the harder the tent in his pants became.

It was getting harder and harder to not fall for her innocent temptation.