Rules of Harte (Harte Series #1)

by Harris, Brooke

  Like a mind reader, Julian slipped his hand between her legs and ran his finger from her clit slowly back, stopping nerve rackingly close to her ass. His other hand steadied her on the bar counter, easing her chest back until her back arched away from him. She followed his lead and dropped her head back, closed her eyes and held her breath.

  Julian flicked her knickers to the side and his thumb circled her clitoris. Her whole body jerked. She knew his touch was coming but the sensation of his fingers was so strong she couldn’t control her trembling. Eva gasped loudly as he buried his head between her. His lips pressed around her labia and his tongue darted in and out of her opening. His thumb continued to work its magic, pressing faster and harder, her moans leading him. She was right on the edge. She arched her back as far as she could and waited for the wave to explode. He stopped.

  ‘What the…’ Eva said, shooting up right, frustrated beyond belief.

  Julian shrugged his eyebrows and his wicked grin told her the game was just beginning. He reached his arm around her back and pulled her up on to him. Her soaking knickers fell back into its rightful place and rested on the belt of his trousers as she wrapped her legs around his waist.

  Julian kissed her. Open mouthed and rough. The taste of her wet on his tongue shocked her.

  ‘More, baby?’ Julian whispered, his lips still kissing hers.

  ‘Mm’ Eva signed, although she knew it wasn’t necessary. He wasn’t asking her, he was warning her of what lay ahead.

  He spun around slowly and walked forward, kissing her neck as they moved together like one body. He knocked his shoulder against the timber door that led into the bedroom, pushing it open. Eva gasped as she looked around the cool cream room with minimal furniture. A mirrored ceiling rested over a giant four-poster, mahogany bed. He lay her back against the mound of soft, fluffed pillows and stood silent beside her. Eva blushed at her near naked reflection staring down at her.

  ‘Close your eyes if you’re shy. But I’m going to be watching every inch of you.’

  Eva knew he meant it. There was no chance that he would dim the light or cover them with a blanket. But in that moment, she actually liked it. She liked how hard he got when he looked at her and how the hairs on the back of her neck tingled every time his skin brushed against hers.

  Julian popped the button on his trousers and looked overhead at their reflections. Eva watched his trousers slide past his hips, her jaw dropping. He wasn’t wearing boxers. His huge cock stood rock hard and waiting for her. She scrambled to the edge of the bed and pulled his naked body down onto hers. She wrapped her legs around his calves and looked overhead to watch their bodies tangle together.

  ‘This has to go,’ Julian said. The drop in his tone told Eva he didn’t intend to wait for her to do it herself. He reached behind her back and with one hand, unclasped her bra and flung it to the side where it landed on the only chair in the room. Julian licked his bottom lip and groaned deeply. He approved, she knew. He’s large hands cupped each breast and pushed them together. He lowered his head to just above her nipples. His warm breath feel on her chest and the anticipation of his wet tongue on her nipples sent a pool of wet dribbling out of her.

  ‘Ask me,’ he whispered.

  ‘Ask you what?’ Eva panted, her pulse racing like crazy as she rocked her hips. Her pelvic bone grazed his throbbing cock.

  Julian bit her nipple gently but released his lock on her before she had time to react.

  ‘Ask me,’ he repeated, his open jaw hovering over her opposite breast.

  Eva didn’t reply. She wanted to ask him to do so many things to her but she was distracted, watching his gorgeous, firm ass in the mirror.

  Julian bit her again. Harder and longer this time. Eva shrieked as the glorious pinch spasmed through her nipple.

  ‘A.s.k m.e!’

  Eva dropped her lip and sucked in tiny gasps of air. ‘Fuck me,’ she said gasping. ‘Fuck me now.’

  Julian exhaled hard. His firm ass clenched and he rammed his rock hard cock deep inside Eva in one strong push. Eva whimpered his name. Her whole pusy stung from the pressure of his huge cock filling her. The burning of her muscle as it stretched to accept his width was incredible. Julian’s wet lips were locked around her nipple, sucking hard as he flicked his tongue quickly across. Eva watched as his hips ground against her. His come filled balls slammed against her ass with each rough, steady push.

  He was fucking her. He was fucking her because she’d asked him to. And it was amazing. The warmth of her explosive orgasm rushed across her face. Her body bucked beyond her control as pleasure rippled through her. She screamed his name over and over and dug her nails into the tense muscle of his shoulders. He pushed harder and the bed groaned loudly under the weight of their rocking bodies. Eva watched his face, breathless, knowing he was about to fill her with his come. He slowed suddenly, kissed her lips and shook his head.

  ‘Not yet, baby.’

  Eva kissed him back.

  ‘You’re going to come again. And again.’

  Eva eyes widened.

  ‘You’re beautiful, Evangeline and you deserved to be adored. Tonight I’m going to adore you. And I’m going to fuck you until you can’t stand up.’

  Eva knew it wasn’t a threat, it was a promise. And one he intended to keep.

  Julian pulled out of her and his rich, chestnut eyes gazed into hers.

  ‘I’m going to make you feel better than you ever have before.’

  Eva blushed. There wasn’t much competition. But she knew even if she had been with a hundred men before they would pose no challenge to Julian. This man was a God in bed. And for one night, tonight, she was his goddess.

  ‘Close your eyes,’ Julian said sternly.

  Eva was reluctant. She didn’t want to miss the view overhead.

  ‘Trust me, Evangeline. Close your eyes.’ This time it was a definite order. She obeyed.

  Time became a blur as she waited for Julian to touch her, somewhere, anywhere. The room was silent except for the sound of the waves lapping below. Julian’s warm body brushed against her open legs. Waiting was blissful torture.

  She jumped as freezing ice melted against her clitoris. She kept her eyes closed and the loss of her sight heightened all her senses. Julian circled the cube around her, slowly daring lower.

  ‘Shh,’ he whispered, hushing her tiny groans with soft kisses. ‘Take it.’

  He pushed the melting cube inside her. She gasped and her eyes shot open. He was watching her, waiting for her to meet his stare. A seductive grin teased her and she embraced his control. He ran his fingertips over her eyes, and she closed them again and surrendered her body to his capable touch.

  Another, large ice cube followed and then Julian’s fingers. He coaxed the cubes against every part of her inside until she was almost numb - almost.

  Julian slid one more ice cube down her neck and across her nipples. Her body jerked as the ice bit against her sensitive skin. She was cold. Cold and tingling.

  ‘This is the last one,’ he said.

  Even with her eyes closed, she knew he was smiling. She was adjusting to the cold. She tried to stay still as he ran the ice all the way from her chin, gently lower, circling each breast, teasing each nipple. Lower and lower, slowing as he reached her clit. The melting ice poured between her legs, adding to her already soaking ass.

  He circled her opening and then moved just a fraction lower. She gaped loudly as the freezing sting touched her again. He wouldn’t dare, would he?

  ‘Julian no.’

  ‘Shh,’ he repeated, kissing her tummy.

  Julian pushed hard and the ice slid inside her ass, taking her breath away.

  ‘Fuck’ Eva shrieked, biting her bottom lip. It was overwhelming. Her every sense was drawn to concentrate on the coolness inside her. Her whole lower body trembled, exquisitely numb and so sensitive, she ached to orgasm.

  ‘Look at me,’ Julian ordered, leaning over her.

  Eva drank in his beaut
iful face with her eyes. Just looking at him sent tingles shooting around her body. The ice inside her melted and a warm trickle dribbled out of her.

  Julian kissed her, his tongue raced around hers and she savoured his taste.

  ‘It’s going to hurt a little, so we can take it as slow as you need to,’ he whispered the words into her mouth as he kissed her.

  Eva tilted her head and looked for clues in his face.

  ‘What will?’ she said feeling unsure.

  ‘No questions. Okay?’

  No, not fucking okay. But she couldn’t stop now. Her head warned her, but her body ached for him so much. She nodded.

  Julian pushed her knees as far apart as they could and moved back until he was at the end of the bed.

  ‘I promised you your best ever. I always keep my promises.’

  He slid his hand behind her left calf and raised her leg to his lips. He dotted soft kisses on her ankle and slowly worked his way up. His tongue traced the lines in the back of her knee before his lips meandered up her thigh, and his warm breath hovered over her glistening opening. She rocked her hips, silently begging him to touch her. His slid a finger inside her aching pussy. It felt so warm in the aftermath of the ice. He pushed another finger inside, and another. Eva rocked her pelvis faster. She wanted to use him. Use him to make her orgasm. She needed to come, the pressure was insane and her body was begging for release. Julian placed his other hand over her neatly shaped hair and pushed her ass flat against the bed, stilling her. He slid his thumb and last finger inside her and pushed hard. She ached as her skin stretched and allowed him push as far as his knuckles. She grabbed his wrist instinctively and held tight. He didn’t stop her. He just waited. He didn’t rush her but he didn’t ease the pressure either.

  Julian kisses were different suddenly; intense, passionate...caring. ‘This is the widest part, baby. You can take this. You’re doing brilliantly.’

  Eva’s heart raced. She wanted more but she was afraid. It hurt already.

  You’re so wet, baby,’ he groaned. ‘You’re ready for this.’

  Eva closed her eyes, arched her neck and waited for the pressure. She relaxed her grip on his wrist.

  Julian pumped his hand so slowly he was barely moving. Her wet poured over his fingers and soaked his hand.

  His fist slowly sunk deeper. His knuckles were almost fully inside her.

  ‘It burns,’ Eva whimpered, struggling to catch her breath.

  Julian didn’t reply. He was hurting her. But she didn’t want him to stop.

  He gave one more aggressive push and Eva screamed as his fist slipped inside. She panted hard, adjusting to the throbbing pain and euphoric pressure. She was so full. His warm fist heated her freezing pusy. Eva began to shake as Julian wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked. Her body jerked and spasmed as a massive orgasm exploded without warning. His name was all she could say as the wave of pleasure engulfed her entirely. He slid his hand gently out and waited for her to relax.

  ‘Told you,’ he said, a wicked grin of achievement made him even more gorgeous. ‘It’s my turn.’

  Eva could barely move. She shook inside and her head spun.

  Julian flipped her onto her stomach and pushed his cock inside her.

  ‘Can I use you?’ he whispered into her ear.

  His words tingled across the nape of her neck like delicate tickles.

  ‘Yes. I want you to.’

  Julian hammered against her. ‘You’re so wide, Evangeline. It’s fucking gorgeous.’

  Julian’s cock slipped and slid around inside her stretched hole. He gripped her hips tightly and thrust harder. His rapid breath against her cheek sent shivers down her spine. His deep groan told her he was right there. She clenched her ass tight around him and gasped as his hot, sticky come raced out of him and into her.

  Chapter 26

  Eva stretched and rolled over onto her tummy. Her body was awake but her head was still sleepy. It was early, she knew without checking her watch. She had no intention of getting up yet. She pulled the cream silky sheet over her shoulder and snuggled against the soft mattress and began to drift back to sleep.

  ‘Do you always sleep so soundly after sex?’ Julian asked.

  Eva flipped quickly onto her back and tried to focus. Julian stood in the doorway. One ankle was crossed over the other, and his shoulder held his weight as he relaxed against the frame. His stonewashed jeans hung loose below his waist and a crisp white shirt, open all the way down, emphasised his dark complexion.

  ‘Was I asleep long?’ Eva asked, suddenly remembering her surroundings.

  ‘Just all night’ Julian smiled.

  Eva sat upright and ran her hand through her messy hair. Christ, it was morning already? She didn’t remember falling asleep.

  ‘Here, sleepy head.’

  Julian handed her a cup of freshly brewed coffee. She struggled to take the cup without losing her grip on the sheet, held high under her chin.

  ‘Shy, Ms Andrews?’ He laughed. ‘There was nothing shy about you last night.’

  The twitch of his eyebrows said a lot more than his words.

  ‘What time is it?’ Eva mumbled, lifted by the scent of caffeine.

  ‘Just after six.’

  ‘Six?’ Eva squeaked.

  Julian walked towards the bed and sat beside her. ‘I know it’s early, but I have to go in to the office. I’ve a lot on this morning.’

  ‘But it’s Saturday.’

  ‘I know. But no rest for the wicked.’ Julian leaned in and kissed her forehead.

  Eva tried to smile. That cliché wasn’t endearing when it was true. Julian Harte was wickedly sexy and he’d made a career out of it. She hated when he spoke about work. She knew realistically he had other clients. But times like last night, when they made love with moonlight shining through the window, she’d completely forgotten about his profession. It wasn’t intentional. But nothing about their closeness felt like an arrangement. Eva sighed.

  ‘Why don’t you stay a while? Take your time getting ready. Andrew will drop you wherever you want to go.’

  Eva watched as Julian dressed in a charcoal grey suit with a white and sky blue pinstriped shirt. He transformed from deliciously rugged to sexily sophisticated in an instant. Eva shot a glance over the side of the bed. Her dress from last night lay in a crumbled heap on the floor. The thoughts of putting it back on made her feel grubby, especially compared to his polished finesse.

  Julian caught her attention again and she smiled. He opened a door that led into an insanely large walk in wardrobe, especially considering they were on a boat. White boxes of various shapes and sizes lined the back wall, floor to ceiling, all bearing the shop logo from the day before.

  ‘I hope you don’t mind, but I took the liberty of asking the staff to pack up a few items in your size.’

  ‘A few?’ Eva clasped her hands and held them against her top lip. ‘These are for me?’

  She wrapped the sheet around her naked body and tip-toed over to take in the view.

  ‘I didn’t know what you would like, so I thought it best to send a variety.’

  Eva spun around excitedly. ‘Wow,’ she whispered. ‘Just wow.’

  ‘Anything you don’t like, I can return.’

  ‘And anything I do…’ Eva couldn’t believe the cheeky question had passed from her lips.

  Julian’s grin pulled to one side and he looked at her seriously. ‘They're yours.’

  ‘It’s that simple,’ Eva said, telling herself rather than asking him.

  ‘Yes.’

  Eva slowly edged forward enchanted by the beautiful boxes. Julian snuck his foot onto the edge of the sheet and laughed cockily when Eva screeched as the cotton jerked free from her body.

  ‘You don’t need this,’ he said, throwing it back towards the bed.

  Eva hands raced to protect her modesty.

  Julian laughed louder. ‘Seriously?’ You’re still playing the shy card?’ Evangeline Andrews, you are fuckin
g adorable, do you know that?’

  Julian caught her hands and forced them down by her sides. His suited body pressed against her nakedness. He kissed her gently and whispered into her mouth. ‘Take your pick, baby.’

  Eva slowly pulled away from him and pushed up on her tippy toes. She reached for the highest box.

  ‘Just one?’ Julian asked, tilting his head bemusedly.

  ‘I don’t want to be greedy.’

  ‘But I want to spoil you. I can’t spoil you with just one box. Choose another.’

  Eva pulled out a smaller box and two more from behind; she stacked them into her arms and wobbled towards the bed. Julian didn’t move. He remained leaning against the door arch, watching her.

  The clothes inside were all tissue wrapped and smelled of a fresh summer breeze. The first, large box held an array of skinny jeans in rainbow bright colours. Eva pulled out a dark teal pair and laid them on the bed. The second box was overflowing with silky blouses and tops. One more beautiful than the next. Eva’s heart skipped as she laid a cream, embroidered camisole next to the jeans. She stared at the last box. It was notably different. Rounder edges and a black ribbon ran around all four corners and tied in a neat bow in the middle. Eva ran her finger across the silky ribbon and smiled. This box was special, she knew.

  ‘Not this one,’ Julian said, suddenly beside her.

  Eva hands immediately pulled back against the safety of her body. Julian caught the box and pushed it to the side. Eva clamped her teeth against her bottom lip and tried so hard to hide her disappointment. She was right, that box was special. Too special for her.

  Julian looked at his watch. ‘It’s getting late. Get dressed.’

  Eva dropped her eyes to the floor for a moment but quickly shook off any evidence of upset before Julian could notice. She knew the offer to leave at her leisure had been revoked. She’d upset him. She just wasn’t sure how. Julian walked to the upper deck and within minutes, the boat began to move.

  Eva looked in the mirror. Dark navy denim emphasised her slim legs and her freshly washed face gave her a natural look that suited their at sea location. She twirled a couple of times and enjoyed the height she gained from expensive wedges. Julian had spoiled her, and while a giddy excitement bubbled in her tummy, she couldn’t fully draw her attention away from the forbidden box.