Rules of Harte (Harte Series #1) (20 page)

Eva tossed her head back and took a deep breath. She was on the edge of exploding.

‘Ready. I’m ready.’

              Julian wasted no time. His fingers clasped around her hardened nipple and pumped it roughly. He forced two fingers inside her, then three. She moaned loudly as the pressure built. It didn’t sting like last time. This time, it was intense and perfect and she wanted more. His thumb circled her clitoris as his fingers began to pump in and out. Eva’s body stiffened. She was right there. It was so strong she wasn’t sure she could take it, but Julian was determined. She had no choice but to surrender to his touch. He curled his fingers inside her and pressed them hard. He’d made finding her G-spot seem so simple, like he didn’t even have to try. A powerful wave of enormous pressure burst inside her. It rippled through her whole body as she bucked and rode his hand.

             
The pressure eased to a fabulous after-tingle and Eva wilted into Julian’s waiting arms.

‘What? You said you were ready
,’ he teased, kissing her open mouthed and suggesting he wasn’t done yet.

***

Julian watched as Eva lay sprawled on the shop floor, his body the only cover for her modesty. She had come such a long way in such a short space of time, but he had so much more he wanted for her.

             
He leaned over her, putting one leg each side of her tiny hips. He kissed her and could taste his own salty come on her lips. She’d done that for him. He hadn’t asked or expected her to. She’d taken the initiative and it blew his mind. Evangeline Andrews was only broken on the surface. Inside, she was damn near perfect.

             
‘Are you sure you want this?’ he said, his rock hard cock pressing against her stomach.

She smiled and lifted her head to kiss him.

‘It’s going to hurt,’ he warned.

‘I told you I’m not a virgin, Julian.’ Eva blushed.

‘I know…’ He believed her. He also knew she had little to no real experience. He doubted she’d tried it more than once, twice at the most, and probably with some dick-weed who didn’t know shit.

             
‘Tell me to stop if you need to, okay? We can take this slow.’

Eva opened her legs to accommodate him and he slipped his knees inside hers. He rested his aching cock against her opening and waited. Her breath was short and rushed and he guessed she was more apprehensive than she’d like him to know. But he doubted he could stop now even if she asked him to. Her
silky wet trickled past his foreskin, and he thrust his hips in response, his tip barely pushing in and out. Her meek moans told him she needed to take it slow but his cock had other ideas. He ached to feel her warmth around him.

             
His kissed her open mouthed. He couldn’t wait any longer. He placed his hands flat at each side of her head and stretched his arms out straight. His body pushed up and rested just above her. He studied her face carefully. Her eyes were closed and the nervous twitch of her button nose made her, if possible, even more attractive. He’d been with many girls. So many he’d lost count, each more beautiful than the last, but the innocence of Eva’s waiting body drove him crazy.

             
A primal urge surged through him and he couldn’t resist. He had to have her. He pushed hard. One long, even force of his body into hers. A tiny whimper sounded below him and he stilled and studied her reaction carefully. He was hurting her, he could see it in her wrinkled brow but she didn’t stop him. Her arms reached around his shoulders and pulled him closer. His cock responded to her soft touch and swelled more as he pushed further. Her tightness relaxed and allowed him deeper inside. Her warm, soaking walls wrapped around his girth and forced his foreskin back with each thrust.

             
Julian rocked his hips faster, pushing a little further and a little harder each time, until he was so deep inside her, his balls pressed against her ass.

‘You’re fucking amazing, Evangeline Andrews. Do you know that?’

              Eva kissed him - hard. Her lips locked on his and her back arched like a question mark as her fingers clenched against his shoulders, her nails pinching against his skin. He could feel it start. Her pusy spasmed as she came, clenching his cock tighter as each wave of pleasure shot through her. The whisper of his name rushed over her lips, over and over until all words and air faded from her body.

             
He cradled her upper body in his arms, pulling her breasts into his chest until she was almost sitting upright below him. He locked eyes with her and smiled.

‘Watch me,
’ he said.

Eva’s soft pant of excitement tipped him right to the edge
of euphoria. He tightened his grip on her body and rocked hard, fucking her with each powerful thrust.

A loud, deep groaned sounded as his come rushed from his body into hers. Powerful. Amazing. Beautiful.

              Julian collapsed beside her, panting. He could feel her body still shaking and the sweet sweat of satisfaction dotted across her forehead.

‘Fuck me, Ms Andrews. You’re a fast learner.’

Eva smiled, ‘I have a good teacher.’

Julian’s amusement as Eva scrambled to find her clothes made her cheeks blush and her pride sting.

‘Someone is coming,’ she said, hopping on one leg as she tried to fix the ankle strap of her shoe.

‘I should hope so.’

Eva’s haste eased for a moment as she turned to stare at him. His calmness confused her. He hadn’t even reached for his pants.

              The approaching footsteps stopped suddenly and someone called Julian’s name from the distance.

‘The car is ready, Sir.’

‘We’ll just be a moment,’ Julian replied then lowered his voice to whisper for Eva’s benefit, ‘Evangeline is just having an issue with her clothes.’

             
Eva was almost fully dressed before Julian called her attention to the delicate lace he dangled between his thumb and index finger.

‘Forget something?’ he asked with a cheeky
grin.

Eva eyes shot open and she bit her bottom lip. More games, she thought, staring at her knickers in Julian’s hand, unsure if she wanted to play or not.

              ‘I…I…forgot them?’ Eva said mortified.

The corner of Julian’s lip twitched in the opposite direction to the tilt of his head. ‘You can have them back if you like
, but it would be a shame. Your ass in those trousers is gorgeous, and being the only man who knows you’re naked underneath…’ Julian glanced at his hardening cock and Eva followed his stare. ‘…Well you can see for yourself what the thought does to me.’

             
Eva’s phone rang loudly from her bag that had been relegated to the corner earlier. When Julian turned his head towards the ringing, Eva snatched her knickers from his hand.

‘Well played,’ he said
, smiling. ‘Seize every opportunity. I like that.’

Eva
smirked and tossed her hair to the side. Finally, a game she’d won. She was delighted with her efforts. But the ringing of her phone was incessant and interfered with her moment of triumph.

             
She took it out of her bag, looked at the caller display and sighed. A mix of relief and discomfort washed over her.

‘Everything okay? Who is it?’ Julian asked
, breaking a silence that Eva hadn’t notice fall over them.

‘Just a friend,’ she replied dutifully.

‘Do all your friends spark this sort of reaction from you?’

‘Hm
m?’ Eva had taken to staring out the window.

‘Are you here with me?
Julian asked softly. ‘You seem miles away, suddenly.’

‘Oh sorry. I was expecting to talk to him earlier. It’s all a bit weird now.’

‘Him?’

Eva thought she could detect a hint of jealousy in Julian’s tone but she quickly brushed the notion aside as nonsense. Julian didn’t seem like the jealous type, he was too confident and self-assured. With his sculpted body and chiselled jaw, she guessed he was often the cause of other men’s jealously.

              ‘I should really take this,’ Eva said, easing towards the door, her knickers still in her hand.

‘Leaving me twice for this guy.’ Jesus, Evangeline this kind of thing could really give a man a complex.’

Eva smiled and kissed him softly on the cheek. ‘We’re just friends.’

‘Do your friends always come first?’

‘Not always,’ Eva said honestly.

‘Just today?’

‘Julian Harte, if I didn’t know better, I’d say you were a touch jealous.’

Julian laughed loudly and Eva couldn’t tell if it was a sarcastic gesture of not.

‘I’d like us to be friends,’ he said.

Eva eyes locked on his involuntarily. ‘Just friends?’

‘Okay…’ Julian smirked ‘…friends with benefits.’

‘Friends with benefits
,’ Eva repeated, trying to hide her distaste for the term.

‘You said yourself you’re not looking for everlasting love. It just hurts people.’

              Eva cast her eyes to the floor hoping to hide her reaction from Julian. Yes she did say that but she didn’t honestly mean it. Not one hundred per cent. Not forever. It had been her guard all these years, her excuse even. Love hurts, so best avoid it. It didn’t mean she was incapable of allowing herself to be happy in the right situation. And now she couldn’t take back her stupid words.

             
Eva swallowed hard, worrying about how her voice might sound when she tried to speak. ‘What is this, Julian?’

‘It’s a knickers,
’ Julian said, pointing to Eva underwear that she hid in her clenched fist.

‘Can you be serious?’

‘Okay. I’ll try again. It’s great fucking.’

‘So this is no strings, just games?’

Julian nodded.

‘Sex games?’

‘Exactly. This way we’re both happy,’ Julian said, again pointing towards the knickers in Eva’s hand.

Eva shook her head sadly.

‘Is that not the right answer? Tell me, Evangeline. What exactly are you expecting?’

‘I’m asking what the hell are we doing?’ Eva couldn’t hold tears back any longer and a tiny salty trickle ran down her cheek.

              Julian didn’t try to dry them away as he had the last time she cried in front of him. He just watched, silently.

‘Am I going to receive a bill in the post for services rendered?’ Eva
’s sobs were punctuated by delicate sniffles.

‘What? Like three orgasms, one condom plus tax
es…’ Julian’s brow wrinkled as he quickly pulled on his trousers. ‘Don’t be silly.’

‘How is that being silly? It’s a serious question. It’s what you do, isn’t it? Women pay you to fuck them.’

Julian’s whole face frowned. He seemed angrier now. ‘I’m an escort, not a gigilo. And no, I don’t fuck all my clients. Just the special ones.’

‘And I suppose I’m special
?’ Eva was half mocking him, half mocking herself.

‘Yes. Evangeline Andrews. You are very special.’

              Eva gritted her teeth. Was that stupid compliment supposed to make her feel better? It didn’t. If anything, it made her feel worse. Would Julian have ever touched her if she wasn’t Little Miss Desperate? She was probably his most fun game yet and suddenly it disgusted her.

‘This is so fucked up.
’ Eva’s tears stopped and were replaced by an angry pounding in her chest.

‘Why? Because you’ve experienced real pleasure for the first time in your life and it scares you?’

‘I’m not scared.’

Julian caught Eva and spun her around to stare in the mirror. It wasn’t like before. He wasn’t gentle and passionate, he was determined and maybe angry, she couldn’t quite tell. He wasn’t hurting her
, but she knew she couldn’t push him away even if she wanted to. It came as a shock to her that she didn’t want to.

             
‘I see your sadness almost every time I look in your eyes. Fuck knows why, Evangeline. You’re beautiful and the only person who can’t see it, is you.’

‘It
’s just stuff that happened, before. You know. Bad stuff. It changes you.’

‘Shit happens to all of us, Evangeline. Doesn’t have to map out your life.’ Julian wrapped his hand around hers and placed them both over his tattoo.

              Eva wrestled free from his grip and stepped back so his whole body was in her view.

‘Okay… so what’s your story, Mr Shit Happens.’ Eva tried to sound like she was joking
, but she really hoped he would take the opportunity to tell her something about his life, anything.

‘Well played. You’ve made your point
.’

‘Have I?’

It was frustrating the hell out of her that all she knew was he was fucking amazing in bed and he liked games. How could she be so besotted with a man she knew so little about?