Julian leaned in and kissed Eva on the forehead. ‘Get some sleep, baby.’
Eva nodded and opened the nearest door to her. ‘Night.’
***
Julian changed into a clean t-shirt and some lounge pants. He sat on the edge of his bed and made some work-related calls. He checked in on the domain name for Andrewsharte.com. He’d made a last-minute change to the charity title. He hoped it would remind Eva of him in the future. It was a surprise. He’d show her later when she was signing all the documentation. Thinking of surprises sent Julian’s mind wandering towards Eva’s coat pocket and the note inside she was hiding from him.
A few minutes later, he was standing outside her bedroom door with the note in one hand and he was knocking gently with the other hand. Eva came to the door wearing just a white t-shirt and a pair of silky crimson knickers. Julian cock immediately sprung to life. She was utterly fuckable. And he wanted nothing more than to scoop her into his arms, throw her back on the bed, and push deep inside her. But he hid his desire…for now.
Eva had snatched the note out of his hand before he had a chance to speak. ‘Julian, Jesus. You know you’re impossible. You shouldn’t have read that. It was a surprise. It’s not even finished…’
Julian’s jaw twisted to one side and he pulled an unimpressed face. ‘I didn’t read it, Evangeline. That would be fucking rude.’
Eva blushed, scrunching the note. ‘Sorry… I thought.’
‘Well. You were wrong. But I do want to know what it says. Are you going to tell me or am I going to have to fuck it out of you?’
Eva slipped her hand up her t-shirt and slid the note into her bra. ‘You’ll have to come looking for it,’ she said grinning like a loon.
Eva took a couple of steps back. Julian followed and closed the door with the back of his heel.
‘I’m only going to ask you this one more time, Miss Andrews. What is on that piece of paper?’
For every step forward Julian took, Eva took one back. Julian hid his amusement and the enjoyment of the chase. In a matter of seconds, he had her backed up against the far wall. He pushed his body up against hers, his cock swelling even more as it brushed against her belly. He rested one hand at each side of her head and kissed her deeply. He’d been aching to taste her since she walked into the hospital last night. He couldn’t hold out any longer. He dropped one hand and slid it behind her thigh, pulling her leg up to his waist. He did the same on the other side and lifted her clean off the floor. He spun around, his lips never leaving hers, and he walked over to the bed and dropped her onto her back against the soft cream cotton.
She scurried back until her head was on the pillows. Julian stood at the end of the bed watching her. She stared back at him with the same burning intensity. If he didn’t fuck her soon, there was a very real possibility that he was going to come in his pants.
‘What about the note?’ Eva’s lips pulled into a delicious smirk.
‘Oh, I’ll find that when I’m ready. Right now I’m more interested in finding my cock between those delicious lips.’
Eva flipped onto her belly and slowly made her way to the edge of the bed on her hands and knees, like a lioness stalking its prey. She was so fucking hot. And she damn well knew it, too. God, how she’d changed. She wasn’t shy and timid anymore. She looked like she was getting ready to fuck his brains out. And he was more than happy to oblige.
Julian caught the bottom of her t-shirt as Eva kneeled up on the edge of the bed. She obediently lifted her hands over her head as he tugged her t-shirt up and threw it to the side.
‘Mr. Harte,’ she purred as she bent forward and dragged her teeth along his rock hard cock, his pants between the warmth of her lips and his skin. He thought about slipping his fingers inside her bra and pulling out the note, but as she slipped his pants down his hips and slurped his cock into her mouth, his arms were taut against his body and he didn’t want to move. She was sucking him like his cock was a four-course meal and she hadn’t eaten in weeks.
He dropped his head back, closed his eyes, and groaned as she had him close to the edge in seconds.
‘Evangeline Andrews, you sexy bitch,’ he said, putting his hands on her shoulders and breaking the seal of her lips around him with a slurping sounding pop.
Julian dragged her to her feet and spun her around to face the bed. Julian was way too horny for foreplay, but there was no way he was going to come without hearing the sweet sound of her orgasm first.
He placed his palm flat against the soft skin of her back and guided her to bend over, pulling her perky ass closer to his cock. He slipped a finger inside her knickers. She was soaking wet and so ready for him.
‘Close your eyes, baby,’ he whispered.
He reached for the electric toothbrush that was left on top of a cute, pink and purple striped shorts and t-shirt style pyjamas that Anne had picked up for Eva at his request. He hadn’t tried this before, but in the absence of toys, it could be fun.
He pulled Eva’s knickers to one side and placed the bristle head against her clit. She gasped and jerked upright. But he placed his hand firmly on the base of her spine and guided her back down again. She didn’t protest.
His took his hand off her back, content that she wouldn’t spring back up again and used it to guide his cock to her. She ground her hips around and around, and Julian knew she wanted him every bit as much as he wanted her.
He flicked the toothbrush on, thrust inside her with gentle force and enjoyed the sound of her shocked whimpers as the toothbrush buzzed against her.
‘Oh my God, it’s so good,’ she panted.
Julian closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, savouring the warmth of her pussy around him as her body pulsed and gyrated with pleasure. He could feel her on the edge already. Her pussy gripped him tightly as her ass cheeks clenched, pulling him deeper inside her. He could feel the buzz from the toothbrush rippling around her. Her breath was rapid and even as she gave one huge, tight squeeze and called out his name over and over as she came, before collapsing on the bed, her ass was still in the air.
She took a moment to recover, purring like a kitten. ‘Use me,’ she whispered, still lying with her belly against the bed and her body offered up to him.
Her perky, round cheeks begged him to spill inside her. Teasing him.
Julian turned off the toothbrush and tossed it onto the bed. He palmed her hips. Gripping her tightly, he slammed into her. Hard and fast until he couldn’t hold back any longer. He groaned with deep satisfaction as he reached his own release.
‘I love you, Julian,’ she said sliding him out of her and turning around to face him.
She leaned up on her tiptoes and kissed him. Julian kissed her back, slipping his tongue between her silky lips.
‘I love you, too,’ he whispered softly into her open mouth.
Eva pulled away, and Julian ran his eyes over every inch of her. Her elegant lilac underwear was perfect against her delicious hourglass figure. Julian’s hand slapped her ass cheek, and he smiled with satisfaction as she squealed and giggled, tossing him a naughty grin. She slipped on the bed, turned down the sheet on the other side, and patted the mattress.
‘Sleep beside me,’ she whispered. ‘I want to feel you close. Please?’
Julian climbed in beside her and pulled the folded piece of paper out of her bra all in one motion. ‘I’ve some bedside reading to do.’ He grinned.
Eva smiled back at him and nodded. He knew it was her approval to unfold the page and he had the oddest feeling as he did. Like some sort of fucking giddy excitement. What in the hell was that shit? He didn’t do fuzzy. But something about Eva’s smile, and the piece of paper with her secret scribbled on it, a secret she wanted to share with him, gave him the fuzzy. Fuck! Evangeline Andrews had changed him. She’d turned him into the type of man who climbed into bed with his girlfriend after sex and laughed and joked. She’d made him a real man…and now it was too goddamn late.
Chapter 31
J
ulian read and reread the words on the page while Eva sat silently beside him.
‘Is this some sort of bucket list?’ he asked, finally turning his attention away from the paper and towards Eva.
Eva’s face was wearing a thousand worries and he hated to see her like that.
‘No. Not really. It’s a list of stuff I want to see and do. I never really took on the tourist side of Ireland. I thought it would be fun. Stuff we could do together…’
‘So it is a bucket list,’ Julian said, looking back at the page.
Eva took the paper out of his hand. ‘It’s not finished. You went all Detective Harte on me before I could finish it. So maybe we can finish it together now?’
Julian called out the first point on the list from memory. ‘Visit the Ailewee caves in County Clare? Nope. Big dark hole in the ground? Waste of time that could be spent doing something much more interesting.’
‘Okay. Fine. Scrap the caves. What about point number two? Check out the Guinness Storehouse.’ Eva smiled.
Julian grunted. The idea of visiting attractions overrun with tourists and rip-off prices was so far from his idea of enjoyment, but if it was Eva’s way of coping then the least he could do was flitter away a few hours in one of the locations on her list. But he wasn’t visiting them all. Fuck no!
‘Is there anything you’d like to add?’ Eva said, running her finger over the words on the page.
‘I can think of a couple of things…’
Eva’s face lit up. ‘Great. Hang on.’ Eva reached over the side of the bed and pulled a pen out of her handbag. ‘Okay, go. What would you like to do?’
‘Fuck you?’
‘What?’ Eva shook her head. ‘Ah c’mon, Julian. I thought you were going to take this seriously.’
‘I am.’
Eva’s whole face scrunched and Julian had to restrain himself from flipping her onto her belly and fucking her right that second.
Julian looked outside at the tall oak trees and precision manicured grounds of his Ballsbridge home. ‘I want to lean you up against that tree, push a butt plug in your ass, and fuck you so hard you lose your mind.’
Eva shook her head.
‘I’m serious,’ Julian smirked. ‘Write it down.’
‘Julian. No. C’mon.’
Julian snatched the pen from Eva’s fingers and scribbled ‘Fuck Eva senseless’ just under Picnic in the Phoenix Park.
‘Okay, next point…you ready?’ Julian asked, struggling to keep a straight face.
Eva rolled her eyes playfully. ‘Yes. I’m ready.’
‘Maybe we should make this point number one…’
‘Okay.’ Eva raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. She moved her hand to the top of the page and pointed the tip of the pen above the Ailwee Cave suggestion.
‘Fuck Eva up against the wall.’ Julian tossed his head towards the opposite wall of the bedroom. ‘And against that wall.’ He turned his head to the other side. ‘And in this bed.’
Eva laughed. ‘I see a pattern here.’
‘Good. I knew you’d catch on quickly.’
‘Yeah, but this isn’t a bucket list anymore now. It’s just a list of sex stuff.’
‘Isn’t a bucket list supposed to be a list of stuff you want to do?’ Julian raised an eyebrow.
‘Well, yeah…but…’
‘I want to fuck you. This is my kind of list.’
Julian’s cock sprung to attention as Eva ran her teeth across her bottom lip. She ticked off point one on the list, threw the pen and paper onto the ground before throwing a leg over Julian, sitting upright and straddling him.
‘I like your list, too,’ she whispered, guiding him inside her.
***
Eva had watched Julian sleep for a long time before she dragged herself out of the bed. She was exhausted and her pussy ached from Julian fucking her like he was going for a Rough World Record. She smiled thinking back on it. She’d never come so many times before, and her head was still spinning a little from it. But she had a lot she needed to sort out, and she wanted most of it done before he woke.
She slipped on the pyjamas waiting for her and closed the bedroom door gently behind her. The smell of Anne’s signature pancakes wafted towards her as soon as she stepped into the hallway. They smelt like heaven and Eva’s mouth was watering just thinking about them. But her stomach was objecting to the smell. Her eating habits were so messed up over the last few days, her body was convulsing every time she dared to think of food. She dashed into the bathroom and threw up what little was in her tummy.
She wiped her lips with some tissue and then it hit her. Oh Christ. She couldn’t be. She’d completely lost track of her cycle. She couldn’t remember when her last period was, but it was definitely before she left New York. No. She couldn’t be. It had to be stress. She remembered reading in some trashing agony aunt column how stress fucks with your cycle. It had to be that. She couldn’t tell Julian she was pregnant, not now. She couldn’t tell him she was about to bring a child into the world that he might never get to meet. It would be his worst nightmare. It would destroy him to know he was abandoning his child. Fuck! This was the worst timing ever.
Eva thought about texting Shelly, but she deleted the text halfway through typing it. She needed to find out for certain before she started telling people. Julian was the first person she wanted to tell, but what if the news broke him completely?
Chapter 32
From: [email protected]
To: pamelawinters@HTK&associates.com
CC: [email protected]. [email protected],
[email protected]
Subject: I need your help
Date: Mon 7th Jan 11.15
Hi Everyone,
Sorry for the group email, but I don’t have much time and I need to get in touch with all of you.
Firstly, what I’m about to say is a secret, please no one breathe a word of this to Julian. I know I can trust you all, right?’
So…I want to restore Julian’s old family home in Dun Laoghaire. I want it to be perfect. And I need it done asap! I hope I can count on you all for this. It’s VERY, VERY important.
Mia, do you still have access to Ignite Technologies funds? We’re going to need some cash.
Nathan, what contacts do you have through the paper in the building trade? Guys who advertise with you, maybe? We’ll probably need every trade you can think of because the house is in a bad way. Can you please recommend names of guys who are the very best at what they do? This has to be one hundred percent perfect. It’s not a re-decorate job. It’s a re-create job. Everything has to be exactly as it was before the fire.
Pam, can you process the money through HTK accounts? I know Julian trusts the finances in New York office to Mr. Thompson. I’m pretty sure Julian would notice anything going on in the Dublin office within hours of a transaction, but I think running it through you guys should buy us a few weeks. What do you think? Can you and Mia please work together on this?
Shelly, can you be at the house once work starts? I need someone checking in on the trades and making sure it’s all running smoothly? I’d love to be there myself, but I don’t want to take the risk of Julian suspecting something.
All my best,
Eva xx
__________________
From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
CC: [email protected]. [email protected],
pamelawinters@HTK&associates.com
Subject: I need your help
Date: Mon 7th Jan 11.17
Yes, I have financial control, but I’m not comfortable going behind Julian’s back. I don’t think this is a good idea. Julian has never been back inside that house. He has a good reason. I doubt he wants to go back now. I think this would upset him more than anything else.
Mia.
__________________
From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
CC:. [email protected], [email protected]
pamelawinters@HTK&associates.com
Subject: I need your help
Date: Mon 7th Jan 11.18
I’d be happy to help. But I do agree with Mia, unfortunately. I don’t think Julian would be very happy with us all going behind his back. It’s a sweet idea, but I think it’ll piss Julian off more than anything.
Shellyxx
_____________________
From: [email protected]
To: [email protected]
CC: [email protected], pamelawinters@HTK&associates.com
[email protected]
Subject: I need your help
Date: Mon 7th Jan 11.20
Hi Eva,
I’d be happy to help. It sounds like you have it all under control. I know a good builder. He should be able to take care of everything. I’ll get in touch with him today and get back to you with details.
Best,
Nathan
_________________
From: pamelawinters@HTK&associates.com
To: [email protected]
CC: [email protected], [email protected]
[email protected],
Subject: I need your help
Date: Mon 7th Jan 11.21
Hi Eva,
The books are checked monthly here. They’ve just been done so that buys you some time. But not much. The accounts team here are eagle eyed and it’s going to be tricky to hide a dime. Maybe I could pretend it’s a personal loan? I’m pretty sure Mr. Thompson would lend me the money. Let me know if that helps? I really care about Julian, and I think this would be an awesome surprise for him. I so hope it works out. He’s very lucky to have you, Eva. Even if he’s keeping you in Ireland and I’m missing you like crazy.
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