Chapter 19
Julian finished zipping up Eva’s dress and placed his palm flat on her bare back and spun her around to look in the mirror. He remained directly behind her, almost a head and shoulders taller.
‘I’m rarely without words, Evangeline…’ he said, stopping to moisten his top lip with his tongue. Eva believed him. Julian was a man that always knew exactly what to say, and how to say it. ‘…But you in that dress…I’m speechless.’
Eva smiled as she stared at herself. She was almost unrecognisable. The halter neck nestled firmly between her collar bones, and its elegantly scooped out shoulders revealed her slender arms. The soft, purple satin fell to the floor in one clean swoop, hugging every curve as it passed. The only tiny detail was the tight, high slit that exposed Eva’s left leg if she dared to move. A tingle ran down her spine when Julian’s hand began to tickle her back in the space of the large open V that ran lower than she was comfortable with.
‘I love it, Julian. But I can’t accept it. It’s too much.’
Julian spun her around and locked eyes with her. ‘Too much? It’s just a dress. And it looks amazing on you.’
‘I’m serious. Have you seen the price of this thing?’ Eva turned the tag to face him but Julian shrugged his shoulders and didn’t look.
‘The price doesn’t matter.’
Eva knew he was serious. It was easy for him to say stuff like that with his endless supply of cash. It was a bit different for Eva and, well, every other human being she knew.
‘It matters to me…It’s twenty-five-thousand euro for fucks sake. That’s insane.’
‘Okay.’
‘Okay?’ Eva repeated.
‘If you don’t want it…’
‘…I don’t.’
Eva fully expected Julian to argue with her but he didn’t. Fuck, she couldn’t read this guy. He was way too good at hiding his emotions.
‘Can I at least enjoy you in it now?’ Julian asked, his hand edging toward the slit.
Eva pouted, agreeably.
‘You’re so fucking beautiful, Evangeline.’
‘Thank you,’ Eva all but whispered as tears glistened in her eyes. For the first time in her life, she really believed a man when he complimented her. Julian didn’t say it because he wanted something in return. She knew he said it because he wanted her to believe it, to feel it. And she did. And she adored him for it in that moment.
Julian ran his finger softly under Eva’s eyes and caught her tiny teardrop.
‘So. Fucking. Beautiful.’
His deep tone teased Eva’s senses. She wanted him to kiss her, fuck her, anything. She just wanted him.
‘Please tell me you believe that, Evangeline?’
‘Believe what?’
‘That you’re beautiful.’
‘Stop it, Julian.’ Eva blushed and turned around to slap Julian playfully on the arm.
‘No.’ Julian shook his head. ‘You’re stunning, Evangeline Andrews and you’re driving my cock crazy.’
Julian placed both his hands on Eva’s shoulders and pulled her so close to him the air between their bodies was banished. His lips were against hers in an instant, and all her sense stood alert. She opened her mouth instinctively and moaned softly at the feel of his warm tongue against hers. His erection throbbed against her belly as his exploring tongue revealed his urgency. He stopped every so often to nibble her bottom lip before diving in to taste her mouth all over again. His hand moved from her shoulder to cradle her neck, and his other hand blindly found the zip. And in one swift movement, Julian had the dress open and released his grip of her to watch it fall to the floor. Eva gasped as the material abandoned her body, leaving her standing in just a simple, black, lacy thong.
‘Fucks sake, Julian,’ Eva shrieked, quickly folding her arms across her naked breasts.
Julian laughed.
He caught her hands and forced them down by her sides. ‘Don’t hide these,’ he insisted, bending forward to place a tiny, soft kiss on each of Eva’s nipples. They pebbled in response to his moist lips and Eva’s body ached for more. Her head, on the other hand, was screaming at her to have more sense.
‘Jesus, we’re in the middle of a fucking shop and I’m naked.’
‘Yes you are.’
‘That’s it? That’s all you’re going to do? Just agree with me?’
Julian smirked, shrugged his shoulders and made a pathetic job of disguising a laugh.
‘You’re no bloody help. Give me my dress.’
‘I thought you said you didn’t want it?’
‘I changed my mind,’ Eva sniped, reaching for the silk.
Julian moved a matter of inches to place his foot on the material and shook his head. ‘Let’s have a little fun first.’
Eva closed her eyes, trying to push panic aside.
‘Relax, Evangeline. No one is going to see us. Not unless you want them to, that is.’
Eve bit her bottom lip and tried to pretend to be disgusted, but she suspected her rosy cheeks were a saucy tell of her true reaction.
Julian didn’t bother trying to hold his laugh anymore. ‘We have the place to ourselves, remember? What’s the point of being rich if I can’t have sex where ever the hell I feel like?’
For a moment, Eva wanted to ask Julian about all the places he’d had sex but the thought of him ever touching another woman made her wild with jealously, so she decided not to pry and distracted herself by tugging his trousers open instead.
His cock sprung from his pants like a trophy for her effort. She dropped to her knees in front of him and moaned loudly as she took him in her mouth. He pushed his fingers through her hair and pulled her head closer to him until he was deep against her throat. His knees buckled just a little and his hips rocked in response to her sucks. Her lips wrapped tight around his base as she tasted his excitement build. His deep grunts told her how he liked it. Hard and slow. She was in control and that power felt wonderful.
Eva released him for a moment and threw her head back to watch him. His eyes were closed and his bliss was scribbled in the lines of his face.
‘Don’t stop,’ he pleaded, opening his eyes to meet her stare.
Christ he was beautiful. Even more so when he allowed himself to be vulnerable.
His fingers guided her head back towards his throbbing cock. She licked a salty glisten from his tip and opened her mouth wide to let him inside. He was close, she could tell. Eva caught his ass in her hands and felt his muscles clench as he pumped his pelvis against her face.
‘So. Fucking. Beautiful,’ he repeated over and over.
He gave her no warning or even a hint, and she gasped as the warm rush filled her mouth. She drank him effortlessly and stood up to meet his stare. She had just swallowed Julian Harte. If there was an award for sexiest effort of the year, she damn well wanted it. She felt invincible.
‘We won’t be needing this,’ Julian said, catching his breath as he kicked the beautiful dress to the side.
Eva smiled, suddenly the last thing she wanted was any clothes anywhere near them.
‘You’re turn, baby.’
Julian eased Eva back against the nearby, abandoned cash desk.
‘I…I…I.’
Eva didn’t have time to protest. Julian had her knickers around her ankles and his face buried between her legs all in one action. His warm tongue stretch flat against her clit and all her whole body surrendered to his skill. His fingers traced a line from her opening down her inner calf and stopped at her knees to push them wide apart. Eva arched her back in response and felt the timber desk met her spine.
‘Perfect,’ Julian said between soft kisses up and down her neck.
Julian praising her effort drove her wild. She could feel her wet trickle out and dribble down her legs. She was so ready for him.
‘Fuck; you’re soaking.’ He turned his attention to her glistening opening. His tongue darted in and out and Eva struggled to stay standing. His fingers hovered over her clit, te
asing her. She rocked her pelvis back and forth, massaging herself against his ready and waiting hand. Her orgasm was building, but he was making her work for it. His other hand made its way up to her breast, cupping it in his hand and squeezing gently.
‘Tell me when you’re ready, baby.’
Eva tossed her head back and took a deep breath. She was on the edge of exploding.
‘Ready. I’m ready.’
Julian wasted no time. His fingers clasped around her hardened nipple and pumped it roughly. He forced two fingers inside her, then three. She moaned loudly as the pressure built. It didn’t sting like last time. This time, it was intense and perfect and she wanted more. His thumb circled her clitoris as his fingers began to pump in and out. Eva’s body stiffened. She was right there. It was so strong she wasn’t sure she could take it, but Julian was determined. She had no choice but to surrender to his touch. He curled his fingers inside her and pressed them hard. He’d made finding her G-spot seem so simple, like he didn’t even have to try. A powerful wave of enormous pressure burst inside her. It rippled through her whole body as she bucked and rode his hand.
The pressure eased to a fabulous after-tingle and Eva wilted into Julian’s waiting arms.
‘What? You said you were ready,’ he teased, kissing her open mouthed and suggesting he wasn’t done yet.
***
Julian watched as Eva lay sprawled on the shop floor, his body the only cover for her modesty. She had come such a long way in such a short space of time, but he had so much more he wanted for her.
He leaned over her, putting one leg each side of her tiny hips. He kissed her and could taste his own salty come on her lips. She’d done that for him. He hadn’t asked or expected her to. She’d taken the initiative and it blew his mind. Evangeline Andrews was only broken on the surface. Inside, she was damn near perfect.
‘Are you sure you want this?’ he said, his rock hard cock pressing against her stomach.
She smiled and lifted her head to kiss him.
‘It’s going to hurt,’ he warned.
‘I told you I’m not a virgin, Julian.’ Eva blushed.
‘I know…’ He believed her. He also knew she had little to no real experience. He doubted she’d tried it more than once, twice at the most, and probably with some dick-weed who didn’t know shit.
‘Tell me to stop if you need to, okay? We can take this slow.’
Eva opened her legs to accommodate him and he slipped his knees inside hers. He rested his aching cock against her opening and waited. Her breath was short and rushed and he guessed she was more apprehensive than she’d like him to know. But he doubted he could stop now even if she asked him to. Her silky wet trickled past his foreskin, and he thrust his hips in response, his tip barely pushing in and out. Her meek moans told him she needed to take it slow but his cock had other ideas. He ached to feel her warmth around him.
His kissed her open mouthed. He couldn’t wait any longer. He placed his hands flat at each side of her head and stretched his arms out straight. His body pushed up and rested just above her. He studied her face carefully. Her eyes were closed and the nervous twitch of her button nose made her, if possible, even more attractive. He’d been with many girls. So many he’d lost count, each more beautiful than the last, but the innocence of Eva’s waiting body drove him crazy.
A primal urge surged through him and he couldn’t resist. He had to have her. He pushed hard. One long, even force of his body into hers. A tiny whimper sounded below him and he stilled and studied her reaction carefully. He was hurting her, he could see it in her wrinkled brow but she didn’t stop him. Her arms reached around his shoulders and pulled him closer. His cock responded to her soft touch and swelled more as he pushed further. Her tightness relaxed and allowed him deeper inside. Her warm, soaking walls wrapped around his girth and forced his foreskin back with each thrust.
Julian rocked his hips faster, pushing a little further and a little harder each time, until he was so deep inside her, his balls pressed against her ass.
‘You’re fucking amazing, Evangeline Andrews. Do you know that?’
Eva kissed him - hard. Her lips locked on his and her back arched like a question mark as her fingers clenched against his shoulders, her nails pinching against his skin. He could feel it start. Her pusy spasmed as she came, clenching his cock tighter as each wave of pleasure shot through her. The whisper of his name rushed over her lips, over and over until all words and air faded from her body.
He cradled her upper body in his arms, pulling her breasts into his chest until she was almost sitting upright below him. He locked eyes with her and smiled.
‘Watch me,’ he said.
Eva’s soft pant of excitement tipped him right to the edge of euphoria. He tightened his grip on her body and rocked hard, fucking her with each powerful thrust.
A loud, deep groaned sounded as his come rushed from his body into hers. Powerful. Amazing. Beautiful.
Julian collapsed beside her, panting. He could feel her body still shaking and the sweet sweat of satisfaction dotted across her forehead.
‘Fuck me, Ms Andrews. You’re a fast learner.’
Eva smiled, ‘I have a good teacher.’
Chapter 20
Julian’s amusement as Eva scrambled to find her clothes made her cheeks blush and her pride sting.
‘Someone is coming,’ she said, hopping on one leg as she tried to fix the ankle strap of her shoe.
‘I should hope so.’
Eva’s haste eased for a moment as she turned to stare at him. His calmness confused her. He hadn’t even reached for his pants.
The approaching footsteps stopped suddenly and someone called Julian’s name from the distance.
‘The car is ready, Sir.’
‘We’ll just be a moment,’ Julian replied then lowered his voice to whisper for Eva’s benefit, ‘Evangeline is just having an issue with her clothes.’
Eva was almost fully dressed before Julian called her attention to the delicate lace he dangled between his thumb and index finger.
‘Forget something?’ he asked with a cheeky grin.
Eva eyes shot open and she bit her bottom lip. More games, she thought, staring at her knickers in Julian’s hand, unsure if she wanted to play or not.
‘I…I…forgot them?’ Eva said mortified.
The corner of Julian’s lip twitched in the opposite direction to the tilt of his head. ‘You can have them back if you like, but it would be a shame. Your ass in those trousers is gorgeous, and being the only man who knows you’re naked underneath…’ Julian glanced at his hardening cock and Eva followed his stare. ‘…Well you can see for yourself what the thought does to me.’
Eva’s phone rang loudly from her bag that had been relegated to the corner earlier. When Julian turned his head towards the ringing, Eva snatched her knickers from his hand.
‘Well played,’ he said, smiling. ‘Seize every opportunity. I like that.’
Eva smirked and tossed her hair to the side. Finally, a game she’d won. She was delighted with her efforts. But the ringing of her phone was incessant and interfered with her moment of triumph.
She took it out of her bag, looked at the caller display and sighed. A mix of relief and discomfort washed over her.
‘Everything okay? Who is it?’ Julian asked, breaking a silence that Eva hadn’t notice fall over them.
‘Just a friend,’ she replied dutifully.
‘Do all your friends spark this sort of reaction from you?’
‘Hmm?’ Eva had taken to staring out the window.
‘Are you here with me? Julian asked softly. ‘You seem miles away, suddenly.’
‘Oh sorry. I was expecting to talk to him earlier. It’s all a bit weird now.’
‘Him?’
Eva thought she could detect a hint of jealousy in Julian’s tone but she quickly brushed the notion aside as nonsense. Julian didn’t seem like the jealous type, he was too confident and self-assured. With hi
s sculpted body and chiselled jaw, she guessed he was often the cause of other men’s jealously.
‘I should really take this,’ Eva said, easing towards the door, her knickers still in her hand.
‘Leaving me twice for this guy.’ Jesus, Evangeline this kind of thing could really give a man a complex.’
Eva smiled and kissed him softly on the cheek. ‘We’re just friends.’
‘Do your friends always come first?’
‘Not always,’ Eva said honestly.
‘Just today?’
‘Julian Harte, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were a touch jealous.’
Julian laughed loudly and Eva couldn’t tell if it was a sarcastic gesture of not.
‘I’d like us to be friends,’ he said.
Eva eyes locked on his involuntarily. ‘Just friends?’
‘Okay…’ Julian smirked ‘…friends with benefits.’
‘Friends with benefits,’ Eva repeated, trying to hide her distaste for the term.
‘You said yourself you’re not looking for everlasting love. It just hurts people.’
Eva cast her eyes to the floor hoping to hide her reaction from Julian. Yes she did say that but she didn’t honestly mean it. Not one hundred per cent. Not forever. It had been her guard all these years, her excuse even. Love hurts, so best avoid it. It didn’t mean she was incapable of allowing herself to be happy in the right situation. And now she couldn’t take back her stupid words.
Eva swallowed hard, worrying about how her voice might sound when she tried to speak. ‘What is this, Julian?’
‘It’s a knickers,’ Julian said, pointing to Eva underwear that she hid in her clenched fist.
‘Can you be serious?’
‘Okay. I’ll try again. It’s great fucking.’
‘So this is no strings, just games?’
Julian nodded.
‘Sex games?’
‘Exactly. This way we’re both happy,’ Julian said, again pointing towards the knickers in Eva’s hand.
Eva shook her head sadly.
‘Is that not the right answer? Tell me, Evangeline. What exactly are you expecting?’
‘I’m asking what the hell are we doing?’ Eva couldn’t hold tears back any longer and a tiny salty trickle ran down her cheek.
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