by Lillie Love
“Julien! Oh my God! What are you doing here?” For a second I thought I was dreaming but I felt the blood begin to pump once more, as my heart started racing.
Julien was on my doorstep.
It’d been almost two weeks since I last saw him, but in that short time, I’d forgotten how damned sexy he was. Maybe it was seeing him here, on my father’s doorstep, rather than with the usual wealth surrounding him. His chiselled jawline and feral grace stood out enough there but here, in the quiet street my father lived on, he looked like a Greek god who had just stepped down from heaven. All hard masculine edges and piercing blue eyes, every fantasy I’ve ever had combined into his bitable, lickable and suckable form.
“Hey, Ellie. You weren’t answering my calls.” He shrugged, his mouth lifting into a small smile.
I closed my eyes momentarily, in order to savour his accent, before realising just how crazy I must have looked.
“So you decided to just hop on a plane and visit me?” I was aware that my voice had risen by an octave at least.
“Something like that, yeah.”
I stared at him, still not quiet believing he was actually here.
“Ellie, who’s at the door?” My dad shouted from the kitchen as I heard him scrape back his chair. “Who is it? Oh!” I turned around and saw him standing behind me, a slow grin splitting his features.
“Julien, we weren’t expecting you!” They shook hands vigorously, my dad smiling happily as Julien gave him his more charming smile.
Dad turned to face me. “My apologies, Julien. Ellie seems to have forgotten her manners.” I blushed scarlet at his words. “Please do come in. We’re just about to eat dinner, do grab a plate.”
Julien followed us through the small hallway into the kitchen, as I cringed, wondering what he would be thinking about our very humble abode.
Within minutes, we were seated at the table, our plates full. My father had a grin as wide as his face as Julien made himself very comfortable in our small kitchen. He raised his eyes to me, indicating his food.
“This chicken is amazing,” he said, still chewing.
“Thanks,” I said softly. “It was my mother’s recipe.”
“My daughter tells me that you’re incredibly busy with work, Julien. This is very nice of you to break your schedule like this.”
“Yes, the clinic is always busy. Not that it’s really my business anymore.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I sold my half of the company yesterday.”
My fork clattered to my plate as Julien continued to eat like he hadn’t just dropped a bombshell.
“What?!”
He finished chewing and placed his fork down. “I’ve sold up, Ellie. Thought I’d take a break for a while.” He winked at me and picked up his water glass.
I cast a sideways glance at my dad who looked equally shocked at Julien’s news. He was here for me?
He blew out a low whistle, looking at him earnestly. “That’s huge. Are you sure that’s what you want, Julien?”
“What I want, James, is right here.” He looked at me pointedly and I felt my insides turn to mush as my skin seared with heat. “Everything else is just secondary.”
Dad nodded approvingly. “I can think of someone else who feels that way too.”
“Are we all finished?” I said interrupting, a turmoil of emotions surging through me. “I’m going to clear this table.” I stood and started to stack the plates.
“Here, let me help,” my dad said.
“No, no, it’s okay. I’ll help, Ellie.” Julien stood up, picking up the serving dishes. “It’s the least I can do to say thanks for the wonderful meal.”
My dad shrugged and flashed me a knowing look. I swallowed and nodded slightly.
“I’ll go off to the front room then, leave you two alone. I’m sure you have lots to talk about.”
“Okay, dad. Shout if you need anything.”
“James, would it be okay if Ellie and I went out for a few hours?”
He stopped in his tracks and looked at both of us. “Of course it is, Julien.” He chuckled. “I was wondering when you’d pluck up the courage to ask!”
“Dad, are you sure, you’ll be okay?”
He waved his hand at me dismissively. “Ellie, I’m just going to watch television for a bit then I’m off to bed. I’ll be perfectly fine. Come back in the morning if you wish.” He gave me a wink and wondered off in the direction of the front room.
Julien started scraping the leftover scraps into the rubbish bin and for some reason it made me smile, looking like he belonged here. He’d done it before, but with his full-time maid, I doubted it was anytime recently.
“Are you okay, Ellie?” He set the plates in the sink and turned on the tap. He watched me for a moment and I tried to arrange my face into a neutral expression. There was so much I wanted to say, but overwhelmed, right now, I just was grateful for the small talk.
I closed the fridge. “I’m a little in shock, Julien.”
“We’ll talk as soon as we’re out of here. I’ve booked a hotel close by.”
I nodded. “You going to wash those dishes?”
Julien found a towel and threw it over my face. “Only if you dry.”
I pulled it off and scowled, but his cheeky smile broke it and I found myself smiling back. I swatted him with the towel and he grabbed it, pulling me towards him.
For a moment we didn’t move and our eyes locked. All the tangle of emotions I was feeling suddenly felt a million miles away. It was just us.
The way he was looking at me, pure desire in his eyes, brought back a rush of memories of our active sex life, all of the naughty things he did to me, how he’d made me feel like I’d never used my body the right way before him. And with all the tension building up between us since he arrived, I couldn’t help thinking that all I wanted to do was to screw him senseless, feel the connection between us once again, that I so missed.
He dropped the towel and grabbed my shoulders, his hands soapy and wet. Before I could say anything, he put his lips to mine and worked his magic, kissing me deep and intently, with a fervour I’d desired for the past few weeks. I felt sparks across my abdomen and my sex clenched, my underwear already getting soaked with need.
“My dad is in the next room,” I whispered, pulling back.
“Your dad’s awesome,” he said pecking me once again, before releasing me and turning back towards the dishes, resuming his scrubbing.
I needed fresh air. Suddenly it felt incredibly hot in my little kitchen. All I could think about was his hands on me, the feeling of his tongue licking me in all the right places.
“Let’s get these dishes done and we can get out of here,” I said, trying to push my desire out of the way.
He handed me a dish to dry and I bent over to retrieve the towel, catching his eyes sliding away from my cleavage as I stood back up. I smirked back at him.
We somehow managed to finish clearing up in record time and after checking on my dad, we said our goodbyes and headed outside. The cool autumnal air snapped at my light jacket and I shivered. Julien immediately placed his arm around me, and I leaned into his warm, hard body.
We found a taxi and he gave instructions to his hotel, which as he said was only a short ten minute ride away. Silent and lost in our own thoughts, we sat together, his arms around me, in the back of the taxi. There was too much at stake to make any more small talk and I knew he felt the same.
Entering the hotel and into the lift, he held me close, and I noted he hadn’t let go for a moment since we had left my home.
Finally outside his door, I looked into his eyes, my heart pounding. The unspoken words and electricity between us was at an all-time high level of tension - right now, I just wanted the physical part. To lose myself in the man I loved…who I thought I’d lost.
With one fell swoop, he lifted me into his arms and opening the door, he carried me as if I was light as a feather, setting me gently on the bed.
Kneeling in front o
f me, he pulled off my shoes, kissing the arches of my feet. “It’ll be hard to keep my head when we’re together, Ellie. I just need you so much.” His voice was low as he muttered his words. “Will you tell me if I hurt you?”
The insecurity in his eyes, pulled at my heart. I nodded, speaking softly. “I will.”
His eyes pooled with emotion and he looked away, but I cupped his cheek, bringing his gaze back to me. “What’s the matter?”
He leaned forward and brushed his lips against my knee before he answered.
“Nothing…this just feels huge. With everything that’s happened.” He dipped his chin once and dragged his vulnerable eyes back to me.
Tears burned at the back of my eyes as he rested his cheek on my lap. Some instinct inside, told me that Julien never admitted to fear, yet here he was, baring his heart and soul. Protectiveness and love flooded me.
Suddenly, more than anything, I wanted to feel his skin again mine, more than I’d ever wanted anything. Desire unfurled within me, spreading waves of aching want.
Sensing the change in me, Julien’s eyes darkened and quickly tore away at my clothes as I frantically pulled on his. Within minutes, we were standing and hugging his waist, I revelled in the feel of his hard chest against mine. I’d never given much thought to love before I met Julien, but standing here right now, I knew I’d never felt anything so strongly in all my life. Julien pulled something from me that I never knew existed. I loved him. Loved how gentle that he was with me. Loved how he let his guard down. Loved that he had given up his practice, so that he could be here with me.
My heart pounding, with a steadying breath, I pulled down my G-string. Julien turned and sat on the bed, his hungry gaze raking down my body, which in turn sent a shiver of anticipation up my spine.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” His voice rang with honesty.
Running my hands through the side of his hair, I stepped closer to him, settling in between his legs. “Are you going to kiss me, or what?”
His response was instantaneous. Hand on my neck, thumb on my cheek, he leaned up and found my lips. My insides caught fire and a helpless moan worked up my throat.
His jaw worked as he brushed his tongue against mine and I smiled into the kiss. I would never tire of this connection with him. Right on the verge of reading his thoughts, being able to finish his sentences, being on the exact same page with another living being - Julien had breathed new life into me.
Desperate to be closer, to feel the heat pulsing from his skin, I straddled his lap, his erection pressed between my slowly soaking folds.
Julien shuddered slightly and he pulled me harder against him, rolling his hips as he did. Trailing his lips down to my jaw and neck, he rocked against me again, hitting me where I was most sensitive.
“Julien?”
A soft growl was his only answer.
“I want you inside me. Now.”
Spinning me around and settling my back against the mattress, he quickly grabbed his wallet from his discarded trousers. Pulling on a condom in record time, he reached between my legs and eased his finger inside me, drawing another moan as his hand pressed softly against my clit.
I bowed back against the sheets as he added a second finger and slid into me again, slower this time.
His breath hitched. “So wet,” he murmured, pulling out of me.
The head of his cock brushed against me, turning my insides into lava. Oh, he felt so good right there, barely in me. Rocking his hips, he pushed inside me, kissing me slowly, tasting, exploring my mouth as he eased out and pushed deeper this time.
His back flexed against my fingernails as he bucked into me slowly, time and time again, deeper and deeper until he brushed my clit.
“Julien…oh, god…you feel so good inside me.”
He brushed his tongue against mine, his muscles contracting each time he was buried deeply within me, as if his control was slipping.
“Ellie,” he rasped out, pumping into me faster. “God, I can’t stop anymore, I can’t-“
“Don’t stop…I don’t want you to. Ah!” I closed my eyes against the pressure building inside of me. The pleasure was so intense with each stroke, I couldn’t form thoughts anymore. Couldn’t do anything other than absorb each sensual blow.
Julien stroked into me faster and faster, holding me tightly against him, a growl ripping from his throat which brought me closer to the edge. Closing his eyes, tightly, he opened them again, looking at me like I was everything in the world to him.
A pulsing orgasm exploded though me, just as he yelled out my name. I met his hips, crashing together as release filled us both.
Julien slowed, breathing hard, but his eyes were on me. “Are you okay?”
Another aftershock pulsed through me and I giggled, feeling high as a kite.
“Better than okay.” Sure, I was slightly sore, but that didn’t take away from the beauty of this moment with the man I was hopelessly in love with.
Pulling out of me, he discarded the condom. Kissing the nub of my oversensitive clit, he gently crawled up on the bed beside me. Curling his body around mine, he brushed his lips onto the back of my neck.
“I missed you so much, baby.”
I unravelled myself, turning around so that his face a few inches from mine. “I love you, Julien.” And then I kissed him deeply. “What are we going to do now?”
“Maybe get some sleep. I’m kinda jet-lagged.” He smirked as I slapped his shoulder lightly.
“Seriously, baby. All I know is that I love you. So fucking much.”
I smiled at his intensity, my heart overflowing with love. I watched his lips as he continued. “I’ve not had a career break before…I don’t know, I was thinking maybe I’ll do some pro-bono work for burns victims or those that have recovered from accidents.”
I was in awe. “Julien that’s incredible. I think that sounds amazing.” I sighed. “I wish I knew what I was going to do.”
“I’ve thought about that too.” He sat up slightly, resting his face in his hand as he stroked my hair away from my face. “Of course, all this is once James has fully recovered. So, I know you love kids…I was thinking that perhaps we could look into opening up a centre for kids with cancer - like a rehab facility of some sort. Maybe we could work out the details together if you like the idea.”
“Really?” I sat up straight, a grin splitting my face. “That would be amazing, Julien!”
“I love you, baby.” He fingered my diamond necklace. “I’ve never met anyone like you….you’ve changed my world for the better. I was so scared that you were thinking of ending things.”
I ducked my head, feeling remorseful. “I’m sorry, darling. I just didn’t want to drag you away from your life, you know? I just couldn’t see how it would work. But I never stopped loving you. Not for one minute.” I kissed him softly. “And I never will.”
He pulled me back in his arms once again, covering me tenderly with the sheets.
I sighed happily as I settled against him. I was where I belonged.
No matter what the future held in store for us, as long as we were together, I knew everything would be okay. Tomorrow was the start of a new chapter in our lives together. This time, with no insecurities.
Nothing or no one would tear us apart.
Billionaire Bad Boy Collection
Boss Me
Chapter 1
Her entire life was in the back seat of a car. Most of it anyway.
“Okay, Dad. I’m done,” Elizabeth shouted as she slammed the car door shut.
She sighed and leaned back against the passenger door, surveying the back seats and the memories it contained. It was amazing to think that she could fit most of it into such a small space; today had finally arrived after weeks of planning. She smiled as she saw her dad coming out of the open front door, her Labrador dogs, Meg and Lupo, unusually quiet in his wake. Her mum followed closely behind.
“Ready to go, Beth?” her father ask
ed as he walked toward the car. “Got everything? I don’t want to turn around half way down the motorway.”
“Yes, I’m all set,” she said, but turned to look in the backseat one more time. “I’ll be down in a few weeks anyway for the party, so if I forget something I can always collect it then.”
Elizabeth walked up to her parents and into her mother’s outstretched arms for an embrace.
“I’ll miss you, Beth,” Sally Morgan said to her daughter, holding her close. “You make sure you girls look after yourself; London is a big place, you know. It can be scary.”
“I’ll be fine, Mum,” she reassured her. “It’s about time I moved out. I thought you would both be pleased to finally see the back of me.” Elizabeth looked up, smiling at her mum’s glistening eyes, trying to lighten the mood.
“Don’t be silly, love. This will always be your home,” she said gently, releasing the younger girl and taking her hands. “Your dad and I will miss you terribly, but I understand your reasons for wanting a fresh start. Stuart… well, he was terrible—”
“Mum! This is not about him,” Elizabeth interrupted, grimacing at the memory of finding him in a compromising position with Lucy, her alleged friend. When Beth had demanded the truth, she learned it wasn’t the first time. “I’m over him, Mum.” She took a deep breath, steeling her spine. “It’s just as well I found out about his cheating ways now than wait until a few years down the line, if we had decided to get married.”
She put on a brave face, disguising the pain she still felt from discovering his betrayal five weeks ago. “Anyway, I’m almost twenty-two, it’s time for me to find my feet and I’m really looking forward to living with Amber. Plus, I’ve got my new job starting on Monday.” She squeezed her mum’s hands, reassuring her that it would all work out fine. She certainly hoped so.
“Well, make sure to bring the girls back in a few weeks for our anniversary party. I’ll look forward to seeing them again. It’s been a long time.”
Both women embraced for the last time, saying their goodbyes. Elizabeth bent down to give her dogs a final hug and kiss, trying to avoid their enthusiastic licking at the same time. Finally, she got into her dad’s estate car and put on her seatbelt. She turned to the window to wave at her mum, suddenly feeling very melancholy.