by Claire Angel
Now I wondered if he hated me for telling him that the man who framed him was none other than his Uncle.
Chapter 7
Eric
When my parents died I thought that Leila and I would live in the orphanage since none of our relatives really wanted to take care of their spoiled rich niece and nephew but my Uncle Ramon was able to stand up and take us in.
He is like a father to us. He used to tell us stories of our parents and even helped us keeping our family business going. Without him, Leila and I would be nowhere. I am still unable to believe he had backstabbed me and turn my company and what seems to be the whole world against Leila and I.
I was hoping that it is nothing but a theory but Evangeline’s silence confirmed everything. Her eyes told me everything. Suddenly the feeling of shock turned into rage. He could backstab me ten folds but to include my Leila, who didn’t rely on the family business and made her own name, he just has crossed the line.
“Here,” Evangeline’s soft voice woke me up from this boiling anger of mine. I looked up to see her handing me a cup of tea with a soft smile on her beautiful face. This view is comforting for sure.
“It’s chamomile with lavender flavor. It has a calming effect,” she informed me.
Forget the tea, Evangeline has a calming effect as well. I took the cup from her hands making sure that my hands brushed against hers. Once the cup was in my hands I noticed that she was blushing just by the touch of my hands. I smirked as I drank the tea not realizing that the tea was steaming hot which made me jerk back and groan in pain.
“Be careful! It’s hot!” she said as she was suddenly by my side and her fingers were on my lips. It was like she didn’t notice her actions, and once she realized where her fingers where she jumped back and yanked her hands away. A dark crimson blush painted her cheeks. Even if it was for a small moment, her touch was calming and made my body relax. When she snatched her hands away I could feel the tingling sensation on my lips where she touched.
I placed the cup of tea on the coffee table and turned towards Evangeline who was sitting next to me on the couch. I then unexpectedly grabbed her hands and placed them on my face. She looked nervous as she stared at me like I am some crazy person. I might have to agree with her that I’m crazy since I can’t explain half of my actions when I’m with her. One week without her was like torture to me. I had nights where I dreamed of her, and they weren’t innocent dreams as well. They were erotic dreams that left me with the case of blue balls, and my only remedy was a cold shower because doing it myself wasn’t satisfying.
Dreams of her naked, of her under me squirming and moaning, and most especially the feel of her lips against mine. Dreams, I want to turn into reality.
“What are you doing?” her voice was stuttering again. I sighed in relief as I felt her hands on my face and closed my eyes as I leaned more into her touch. She tried yanking her hands away but I had my hold on her. I refuse to let go. “What are you—” I easily cut her off by saying “Your touch is soothing. Just like chamomile and lavender you have a calming effect… Let me stay like this for a little while,” I told her.
“I… uh… Fine,” she finally gave in as her hands stayed on my face even when I released my hold on her, but she made sure she faced the other way. “Evangeline, what do you think of me?” I suddenly asked her. Her head snapped towards me as she asked “What do you mean?”
“I heard from Angel that you don’t like rich people. So, what do you think of me? If you didn’t like me then you would have never been this close to me,” I told her. “Technically you aren’t rich now,” she pointed out. I deadpanned her as I thought to myself, is she serious?
She noticed my reaction as she gave out a sigh and said “You’re a total womanizer that it irks me at times especially when you mess with me. Sometimes you can be arrogant, selfish, and you make horrible life decisions,” Damn, she doesn’t hold back, does she?
“But I guess you can say… you’re not that bad,” she said shyly. I was completely captivated by how she looked. She had red cheeks as she stared at me with those glassy eyes of hers as she also tried avoiding my gaze but in the end, she ended up glancing at me every now and then.
I placed my hand upon hers as I stared at her with adoration. How come this woman who I barely know makes me feel completely alive? Ever since my Uncle put me in this hole of misery everybody has turned their backs on me except this woman. Lately I’ve felt like I’m drowning in the ocean only being pulled deeper and deeper then suddenly this woman reaches down and pulls me back to the surface.
“The reason why I hate rich people so much is because the people who drove the car that hit my mom were rich people. I knew I wasn’t supposed to be in the middle of the road but the couple who drove the car were speeding and just because they were rich they got away with it.” she explained. “That is why I became a lawyer in the first place,” she added.
“Please go out with me,” I blurted out which made her eyes go wide.
“What? Why do you want to go out with me?” she asked as if she couldn’t believe that I wanted to go out with her. Sure, she wears big rimmed glasses, wears no makeup, and dresses plainly but she doesn’t know that despite these she’s extremely beautiful.
“Why can’t I go out with you?” I teased but then I noticed the serious expression on her face and answered her question “I find you completely breathtaking, Evangeline. You’re hardworking, generous, and you may be strict at times you’re still kind. Most of all you’re passionate. I love how you do everything with passion and enthusiasm. Not to mention you’re beautiful,” I removed her glasses from her face.”
“You mean I’m beautiful without my glasses?” she asked.
“With or without doesn’t make a difference. The reason why I take them off is so that I could see the small specks of green in your eyes more clearly.”
“But it’s not ethical for a lawyer and her client to date, and when once you will get your company back, you will be the CEO again and I’ll just be here same now,” she tried all sorts of excuses but she didn’t say that she doesn’t want to date me, and this small detail made me incredibly happy.
The urge to take her, to claim her as mine has grown stronger than ever. I want to dominate every part of her. To touch every untouched skin of hers. To make her feel sensations she had never felt before.
“Then go out with me after my case,” I told her. She looked at me with unbelieving eyes. “Is it hard to believe that I want no one but you?” I asked her with a smirk on my face. She retrieved her hands as she placed them on her lap. I noticed that her fists clenched tightly as her shoulders shook gently, and her head was bowed down.
“Why do you keep teasing me? It’s no good for my heartburn. Every time you’re around my heart beats fast, I start to sweat, and I become extremely nervous. This has never happened to me before. So why you? Why do I feel this way?” she seemed frustrated.
My problem with my Uncle was long gone from my mind, my full attention was on this beautiful woman who refuses to acknowledge her feelings for me.
“You’re a smart and intelligent woman. You should know that you have feelings for me,” I told her.
She seemed shocked almost like she didn’t realize what those feelings actually were. “But my feelings for you are stronger,” I told her seriously. She stared at me and I was thrown off when a tear suddenly slid down her face.
“Why are you crying?” I asked her, wondering if I said or did something wrong to offend her.
“No, I’m just happy,” she said as she quickly wiped her tears with her hands as she stared at me with a beautiful smile on her face, her eyes were literally glistening with happiness. I couldn’t fight the urge any more. I grabbed her and pushed my lips upon hers. Oh, how these lips alone could bring me to my knees.
Chapter 8
Eva
All rational thinking was thrown out the window.
I couldn’t avoid them any longer nor could I walk
away. I was too deep into this mess called love. As our lips connected I caught my breath, and an unfamiliar sensation rolled down my spine. Despite the troublesome conflicts I had towards this man in this moment I was willing to give all of me.
My hands moved towards his muscular shoulders as he held me close to his hot body, and I mean literally hot. His body seemed to give off heat and it felt good. His tongue swiped at my bottom lip and I instantly remembered the last time he did that his tongue inserted in my mouth. This time I obligingly opened my mouth for him to enter.
Our kiss was hot and passionate. My hands stayed on his shoulders not knowing what to do with them while his moved back and forth between my waist and lower back. Suddenly his hands inserted themselves between my butt and the couch making me whimper at the contact, no one has ever touched me there.
I thought he was just going to leave his hands there and just touch my butt, but boy I was wrong. He lifted me up as if I was light as a feather and guided my legs once again to wrap themselves around his manly waist. He pulled away from the kiss leaving a trail of spit between our lips as he said in a low and hot voice “Let’s take this elsewhere.”
I didn’t manage to answer him when he suddenly started walking fast towards the stairs, up to my room. My heart started beating nervously at the sight of a bed. I’ve never shared a bed with a man, so this was my first time in almost everything.
He then suddenly threw me on the bed gently but it was enough to make me whimper as a new sensation filled my body. I’ve read about this sensation in stories and seen them in movies.
Lust…
His eyes held a new emotion that I’ve never seen before, hunger. The way he stared at me made me want to melt right onto the bed. He then slowly approached the end of bed where my feet lied. He grabbed the ends of sweatpants as he gently pulled them off my body. It felt different because as my sweatpants glided off my legs it made my legs grow goosebumps.
Suddenly his hot hand trailed up leg until they reached the edges of my cotton panty. It was no use to keep my mouth shut when I suddenly gave out a breathy moan. It sounded foreign to me almost erotic but I knew Eric enjoyed it because he had a sly, mysterious smirk on his face.
How embarrassing! The more he touches me at weird spots, my voice becomes erotic!
My hands then flew to my eyes covering my view.
I heard him chuckle as he asked “Are you embarrassed?”
“It’s my first time… I just… can’t look into your eyes,” I managed to find the correct words. I then felt his hands upon my hands as he removed them from my face and I was faced with his handsome face. He looked into my eyes as he assured me “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” That doesn’t make me less nervous though but I trusted Eric as I felt safe within his arms.
He stood straight as he took off his shirt and I couldn’t help but ogle over how amazingly he looked without his shirt. He looked strong, and my hand itched to touch every bulge. He grabbed one hand as he placed them on his abs making me squeal as he made my hand trail over his abs over to stop right above where his heart is. I felt his heartbeat, it was beating fast like mine.
The moment was absolutely beautiful.
“This is what you do to me,” he whispered looking into my eyes.
When I finally got my hand back I was about to take off this sweater of mine when Eric stopped me and said “Allow me.” As he grabbed the edges of my sweater and started slowly taking it off touching my waist along. I felt little tickling and pleasure simultaneously. His eyes widened when he noticed I wearing a thin loose blouse but not wearing bra. I then realized that my nipples were hard and they were visible even if I’m wearing a blouse.
His arm snaked around my waist as the other kept him up so he wouldn’t crush me with his weight. What I didn’t expect was for him to take my nipple into his mouth. A new but erotic sensation sparked through my body like electricity as his mouth enveloped the bud. A gasp escaped my lips as the sensation kept running up and down my body as his mouth licked and sucked on the bud even when I’m still wearing my blouse.
As if he just snapped he pulled away from my now wet and cold nipple as he literally ripped my thin blouse right off my body making me gasp in surprise. When I realized that I was completely bare in front of him I blushed as I gazed away from him. I felt bit shy as well embarrassed.
“You’re absolutely beautiful,” he commented as his hand trailed from my arm until he reached my legs. He then stood up as he started unbuckling his pants, My heart started beating faster than it already was. Once his pants were off I immediately noticed the big bulge in his tight boxers. As if on instinct my hands covered up my body but he literally growled as he removed my hands away from my body and said “Don’t you ever cover them up. You don’t have to be shy in front of me.”
His head leaned towards my womanhood and I couldn’t help but shut my eyes and wait in anticipation. Instead I felt his lips kissed my hips as he said “We won’t do anything else… yet. But I am going to get you ready.” As soon as his sentence ended I felt his hand on my shaved pussy as he started rubbing circles. My feet stretched on their own accord as my toes curled.
I soon felt his fingers moved into my entrance making me moan out loud. At first it was uncomfortable but the more he moved the more I felt an incredible sensation. It felt like fireworks shooting through my body, he lighted me up like the fourth of July. Even without looking at Eric I could sense his smirk stretching across his face. He continued to play with my sensitive bud which made me yet again a mess of moans.
Eric moves to my neck, leaving love marks everywhere. The sound of my moans filled the silent night. I was nervous thinking that my neighbors could hear my erotic sounds. His moist lips traveled around my neck until he stopped at my sweet spot. I muffled a moan by covering my mouth to prevent anymore weird sounds.
“Eric…N—no, if you keep doing that… Ah!” A moan interrupted my lips.
I felt something inside my body, it felt like a firework shooting upwards and it was about to explode. It was an overwhelming feeling that made me arch my back. The explosion was growing closer but before it could explode Eric pulled his hands away from my throbbing core making me whimper.
Eric suddenly stared at me heatedly as he brought his hand towards his mouth and licked what juices were stuck to his fingers. “You’re sweet,” he commented, his voice low and laced with lust.
“Eric!” I moaned, wanting him to continue.
“Don’t worry, you’re more than ready,” he assured me as he hovered over me and roughly kissed my lips. I don’t know when or how it happened but Eric was bare naked, his boxers strewn across the room. My eyes unconsciously gazed at his large member which made Eric smirk at me.
“Like what you see?” he asked, but I didn’t answer and I swallowed the big nervous lump in my throat. His smirk faded as his lips drawn straight into a serious line across his face. “Are you ready?” he asked seriously this time. His face is filled with concern and determination, like he is concerned about me as it is my first time but determined to make the experience unforgettable.
I couldn’t form words because every time I opened my mouth something erotic would escape it. Every time he made me make weird sounds. I can never recognize my own voice, it’s embarrassing.
He moved above me to get comfortable as he aligned his member to my heated, throbbing entrance. My heart was beating hard and fast that it seemed like our breathing and my heartbeat was the only thing I could hear. “I’ll be gentle. Tell me to stop if it ever hurts,” he told me.
His tip entered me and I didn’t expect an excruciating pain making my hands grip Eric’s shoulders tightly. He stopped entering as he watched my painful expression on my face. “Want me to stop?” he asked, concerned. I shook my head as I buried my face into his neck and inhaled his scent. I was too caught up in his scent that I didn’t notice as he pushed further into me.
The more pain I felt the more I gripped tightly onto his shoulders. Once
he was fully inside he didn’t move as if he was waiting for me to get used to his girth. I’ve never felt this complete and full in my life. It was weird yet there was a sensation I couldn’t quite understand, all I knew was that I wanted more of that unfamiliar sensation.
I didn’t even notice when tears were running down my face from the pain. Eric looked down at me and kissed each tear away, it felt like butterfly kisses, flutters of softness. “I’m going to move now,” he warned me. I wasn’t able to brace myself when he pulled all the way out and gently pushed back in, it made me whimper and flinch at the same time. As he continued the process the pain dulled away and was replaced with a blissful sensation. This time I moaned as he pulled out again, and suddenly he was inside of me again with a blissful force that it made me cry out in pure ecstasy.
His thrusting started growing faster and faster. Every time I cried out Eric would groan and the deeper I would fall into bliss. I never knew sex could feel this amazing. His penetration went from fast to hard. Every time he would slam into me my nails would dig into his back, this caused Eric to moan loudly and thrust harder into me.
The more Eric moaned the stronger the sensation became. I couldn’t quite understand what it was at first but it felt like it was building up, like a firework shooting into the sky and any moment it was about to explode. The more I felt like I was about to explode, the harder Eric pounded into me. His breathing had become short and ragged, and my moans only got louder.
The exploding sensation in my body was beginning to become too much. Any more and I would be pushed over the edge. “Evangeline.” Eric moaned low into my ear. I was reaching my highest peak as I literally shouted “Don’t stop!” This made Eric thrust harder and faster suddenly the explosion racked through my body like fireworks. It made my toes curl and my voice to express such erotic screams.