but he was intent on the meat. At that moment, nothing else mattered. I glanced down, again. His privates clung low on his muscular torso. My heart raced wildly with gluttonous guilt while I studied him.
It had relaxed again. His length hung long and thick over large testicles. His balls, tight against him, seemed to sway together as he chewed. His hair looked soft and inviting. His penis was only slightly darker than the rest of him and curved into a darker reddish knob.
I felt myself growing hot as I stared. My eyes ran up and down the length of his naked body over and over, but always paused on his manliness.
I almost didn’t hear my cell ring. Absently, I pulled it out and answered it.
CHAPTER SIX
“This is Andrea,” I had to force the words out past my heart as it throbbed in my throat.
“Hey sis, it’s Tammy. What’re you up to today?”
I swallowed hard. “I’m standing in my kitchen, watching a completely naked man eat raw elk on the counter.”
Tammy gave a nervous chuckle. “Okay, how inappropriate is that? So, I assume he has a nice ass, right?”
I breathed heavy. “Oh yeah,” I confessed. “But I’m staring at the other side right now.”
Jonathan stopped and looked up at me. He caught me staring intently at his penis. He growled and moved over, blocking my view with the counter. My face reddened hotly.
“What’s up?” I asked Tammy, as I slumped down in a chair at the kitchen table. I tried peering under the counter on the other side, but got nothing. I relented to staring at his chest.
“I was just checking in with you,” Tammy said, her voice growing distant. “We’re all still worried about you. Hey, don’t mention naked men around Mom, okay? I know you’re kidding around, but she seriously thinks you left the house just so you could screw some shifty stranger.”
“It’s our little secret,” I agreed. “Is she still thinking about coming after me?”
“She’s talked about it,” Tammy sighed. “I don’t know if she really has the nerve. It depends on how much she gets to drink.”
I struggled to talk. My throat felt dry and I was still shaking uncontrollably.
“Hey, Tammy, this really isn’t the best time right now. Can I give you a call back tomorrow or something?”
She hesitated. “Sure,” she finally conceded. “I’ve got homework anyway.”
“Bye,” I said as I disconnected.
Jonathan was slowing down, his appetite finally being sated. “I’m so sorry,” he moaned, as he stared down at the bone that was left. “I ate pretty much the entire thing.”
He tossed the papers into the garbage and washed up in the sink.
“Actually,” I confessed, “I bought it just for you. I was going to cook it and bring it over to you tonight.”
“You were going to cook it?” he raised his eyebrows. “Well, it’s lucky we caught you before you did that. It was perfect.” His face softened, as he studied me. He took a step toward me. “You got the elk just for me?”
I nodded. “I wanted to let you know that I was sorry about whatever I did that made you so angry with me. I just don’t want you to hate me.”
He grumbled and turned away. I stole a licentious look at his butt as he did.
“I don’t even know what it was I said,” I cried. “One day things are fine, then I see some huge bear in the back yard and come to ask you...”
My heart stuck in my chest. “Oh god,” I groaned. “I came over to your house ranting about needing to kill it. It was you... you’re the bear. I was talking about taking a gun and...”
“It’s okay,” he assured me. His voice was serene but resigned.
“No, it’s not,” I blubbered. “You have to understand, I’m terrified up here. Damn, the raccoons have me jumping out of my skin! I had no idea it was you that... are you dangerous when you’re... when you’re like that?”
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