Playing Irish

by Brooke Harris

  ‘That won’t matter when they find out. Jesus, what was I thinking?’

  ‘Let me take care of this,’ he said, without lifting his head. ‘Give me names, Evangeline. I doubt they’ll fuck with me.’ His voice was firm and a seriousness resonated in his every word.

  ‘No.’ She shook her head so hard, she wobbled slightly. ‘That’s not the answer. That’ll only make it worse.’

  ‘It’s a pretty fucking good answer in my book.’

  ‘I have to sort this myself. I will deal with this.’

  Julian grinned, bemused. Despite her shaking body, there was a steady determination written across her face. Step one toward reigniting her fire. This was going to be one hell of a ride. He was proud of her, and someday he would tell her. But not now. Right now, her pouting bottom lip and timid rounded shoulders gave her a sweet innocence that was utterly fuckable. He had to have her.

  ‘This is all so messed up. I just want to be normal,’ Eva said.

  ‘Are you telling me that you’re not normal?’

  ‘I’m not normal. And neither are you. It’s not normal to find a guy on the internet, a guy I’m paying to be my escort for a ball - a stupid ball. Then fuck his brains out and then spend every waking minute thinking about him.’ Eva’s sentences rushed together to form one massive word that left no time for breathing.

  ‘And you’d rather find a date in a bar over spilt beer and bad chat-up lines. Who the fuck gives a shit about normal?

  Julian tried not to smirk as she worked herself into a frenzy. She was adorable when she panicked and he had to actively remove his stare from her perky breasts that heaved as she spoke.

  Eva shrugged her shoulders and wrinkled her nose. That was it, Julian’s cock throbbed and he couldn’t hold back any longer. He grabbed her hand and pushed it against his bulging pants.

  ‘Fuck normal, Evangeline. Crap sex is normal. What I’m about to do to you kicks normal’s balls.’

  25

  A tiny shiver ran down Eva’s spine as Julian caught her hand and pulled her back to face him. Her body collided with his, and his lips rested just inches away from hers. She closed her eyes and waited for him to kiss her. He didn’t move. She waited more. His warm breath danced across her lips. She wanted to taste him, to drink him in, but he was, as always, taking control. It frustrated the hell out of her, but it was so fucking sexy. Her panties were saturated just thinking about what he could do to her.

  His deep steady breaths were a flattering contrast to her excited pants. Even his breathing turned her on. She rocked her hips, pushing herself just a fraction closer. His erection pulsed hard against her, and it took all her self-control not to say his name and beg him to touch her. Eva savoured the closeness of his body. His smell of rich, citrus aftershave invited her to kiss his neck. His crisp, rugged stubble grazed her lips as she ran soft kisses along his jawline. She was just about to open the buttons of his shirt when his hands suddenly tightened on her hips, startling her. She couldn’t tell his next move. She loved that everything he did caught her by surprise.

  He lifted her effortlessly. She bit her bottom lip and yelped excitedly as he placed her gently on the bar counter. The icy black granite pinched through her flimsy panties. Julian caught her bottom lip between his teeth and nibbled gently as he flicked her legs apart with his hip. She watched his chest heave as his hands explored her body over her clothes.

  ‘This is in the way,’ he said, tugging the buttons of her dress. ‘It needs to come off.’

  Eva raised her arms and Julian pulled her dress over her head in one clean sweep.

  ‘Fucking perfect,’ he said as he lowered his stare to gaze at her perky breast, complimented by her silky bra. ‘So fucking perfect.’

  His appreciation of her tits made her whole body shiver with desire. He traced a finger across her shoulders, zig-zagging lower until he stopped just above her bra. He pushed a lacy cup to one side and raised his eyes to meet Eva’s at the sight of her pebbled nipple. He flicked his tongue across, so lightly, she had to concentrate to make out his touch. He moved and offered her other breast the same delicate attention.

  Julian stopped, took a slight step back, and unbuttoned his shirt. Eva held her breath and held her gaze on his chest. His shirt slipped free from his shoulders, and she reached forward and tugged it away from his wrists, throwing it to the floor. He stood naked from the waist up. She couldn’t take her eyes off his tight washboard stomach. His smooth, tanned chest was lickable. She couldn’t help herself. She traced the outline of his tattoo with her tongue, only stopping to follow the line of the fine dark hair that circled his bellybutton and ran lower like an inviting path to his pleasure. She wanted him so badly. Her soaking panties pressed against her skin every time she moved. She was ready for him this time. Really ready.

  Expectedly, 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 panties to the side and his thumb circled her clit. 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 legs. His lips pressed around her pinkness 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 panties 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.

  ‘Mmm,’ Eva sighed, 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 at 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. His large hands cupped each breast and pushed them together. He lowered his head to just above her nipples. His warm breath on her chest and the anticipation of his wet tongue on her nipples sent a pool of wet dribbling out of her.

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nbsp; ‘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 pussy 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 cum-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 cum. 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.’

  Her eyes widened.

  ‘You’re beautiful, Evangeline, and you deserve to be adored. Tonight, I’m going to adore you. And I’m going to fuck you until you damn near pass out.’

  Eva knew it wasn’t a threat. It was a promise. And it was 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 clit. 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 gasped 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 concentrated 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 beautiful face with her eyes. Just looking at him sent tingles shooting through 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 had 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 to 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 pussy. 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 h
er 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 cum raced out of him and into her.

  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 did not intend to get 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 tanned 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.’