28. Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Luke
Sitting in the dark, the words on my laptop begin to blur and merge into one another. There’s a deep-set ache behind my eyes, pulling them closed. I should try to sleep. Try to clear my head of the things that aren’t making sense to me. But I can’t. The next twenty-four hours are going to test me. But it will be worth it.
Mending all the bad once and for all.
Scanning my surroundings, my eyes fix on the back door. I had all the locks changed and the window replaced before we came back here, but my mind keeps wandering. Why did whoever broke in choose to leave a note and not trash the place, then smash the window as if that was their point of entry? Did they know I would see that and call bullshit, or was it simply carelessness? And why did whoever took the time to send Marcus an email, go so far as to involve the fucking mafia? Why did they go to such lengths to fake that information?
Do they know my truth?
Only Eva knows .
Fuck. My head spins.
Making me jolt, a door creaks from upstairs. I quickly close the laptop, rubbing my eyes with one hand.
“Luke?” Eva’s soft tone calls as she makes her way down .
Leant back in the chair, I look over my shoulder at her, watching her elegantly walk to me, still half asleep. She’s wearing an oversized t-shirt like she did the first night we were here.
“Are you okay?” she asks on a yawn, wrapping her arms around herself. It doesn’t matter the temperature, Eva is forever cold.
Draping her arms over my shoulders when she reaches me, she kisses my neck, flooding me with the scent of her shampoo. She’s something I crave. Every little fix is never enough to satisfy the need and hunger that I have for her.
“You should be in bed.”
“So should you.” Her voice is barely audible, but her breath hitting my skin sends instant calm to consume me.
I take her in my arms, effortlessly lifting her to my lap. Once her arms are clutching to me, I brace myself ready to carry her back to her bedroom.
“Wait,” she tells me, her arms momentarily tightening like a coil.
I relax, gliding my hand through her long hair, curling the long strands around my fingers and running them to the end before I start again. I love the feel of her, but more importantly, I love the way her eyes close, and a soft hum leaves her whenever I do this.
She’s given herself over to me, and anything—and I mean anything—no matter how big or small that makes her happy in return for giving me her heart, Eva will get.
“You haven’t slept properly since we’ve stayed with you.”
My lack of sleep has nothing to with her or Liam. “I didn’t sleep well before you stayed with me, Little Warrior. Nothing has changed. Except, of course, now I have a smoking hot woman in my bed.”
She smiles, opening her eyes. “Actually, it’s my bed, and you’re not in it.”
I plant a kiss on the top of her head. “I can’t stop thinking, that’s all.”
Pulling back, Eva regards me, one hand resting on the side of my face. “About?” she then asks.
“About a lot of things.”
There’s a twitch of her top lip, but she doesn’t raise a full smile. “I had a great day today.” She rests her head into my shoulder, and I carry on my task of worshiping her .
“Your dad looked like he had a good day, too.”
Now I feel her smile against me. It’s swiftly followed by a sniff and a rub of her nose. “He really did. I know you’ll say not to, but thank you for making him laugh the way he did.” She shakes her head, her body curling further into mine. “It’s been a few years since I heard him like that.”
I had the windows down letting the wind hit his face whilst I drove at sixty miles-per-hour on the motorway. I didn’t care for the funny looks we got for driving too slowly. It was irrelevant.
Unaware we hadn’t hit top speed, Eva’s dad was in his element. Pure, unbridled joy looked like it was cleansing him of the confusion he obviously lives with. He sat in the front of my car, never taking his eyes off the road. Mixed with Liam’s wails of excitement and pleas for me to go faster, the half an hour we aimlessly drove around was everything I could have hoped for.
Family. Togetherness. Safety.
“It was nice seeing you all happy.”
Looking up at me through her lashes, Eva then sits straight, her arms still around me. “Are you happy?”
Instinct has me holding her tighter, my hand sliding up to her hip. “Eva, with you, every day now has meaning. The sun rises and I don’t simply wait for it to fall. I feel when I’m with you. I breathe and feel grateful that I didn’t end things when I was younger. I’m more than just happy being with you, Eva. I’m alive when I’m with you.”
She gazes at me distraught, one of her hands falling to my chest, feeling the rhythm of my heart under her touch. It’s steady. Controlled. I speak my words without one single shadow of doubt that the woman in front of me is mine.
A slight sob puffs from her chest and Eva pants to catch her breath. She thinks about saying something, but instead pulls my face to hers.
Spirals of need swirl between us as our lips clatter together urgently. It’s only been a week, but we haven’t been intimate like this. We couldn’t. And I wouldn’t allow anything to happen with Liam in the same room out of respect to Eva.
Now that he’s asleep in his own room, she’s all mine.
All thoughts prior to her walking into the kitchen, dissipate the second my hand lowers and I don’t feel the outline of her knickers. “No underwear?” I roll my tongue into her mouth, my hand then dropping to investigate between her thighs.
Eva widens her legs, a hoarse groan escaping her as I begin skimming the soft skin, running my fingers through the thin strip of hair.
“Must have forgotten.”
She purrs into my mouth as I curl my other hand into the back of her hair, making her back straighten with a snap. Her body’s pushed into mine, completely at my mercy. “Little Warrior, you feel so fucking perfect.” I need to contain the wild animal begging to be released. Spreading her legs wider, I hurriedly rid her of her t-shirt before my hands are back on her, making her sink into my hold.
“I’ve missed this,” she moans, pulling me closer at the same time as I gently breach the entrance to her pussy. She’s hot. Aroused. Slick with need and begging for more.
Turning her head to one side, I sink my teeth into her flesh then whisper in her ear, “I want you to tell me that we’ll always have this, Eva.” I push my fingers inside her deeper, making her mouth open. “Tell me you and I… we’ll never not have this.” I lick the shell of her ear as my fingers curl and my thumb circles her clit.
“Hmmm,” she hums at me, her hips rocking on my lap as I slowly fuck her with my hand.
I’m hardening with every roll of her arse grinding against me. “Eva,” I protest, both wanting and needing her words. I spent years being silent about what I want and what I need, I make sure she tells me every time.
“Yes. You’ll always have me, Luke,” she pants, her pink nipples hardening as I quicken my pace. “Shit.”
I move my hand in double time, feeling her tensing, currents of pleasure flowing through me as I watch her eyes tumble to the back of her head. Then she’s shaking, coating my fingers with her arousal.
I watch her face blush a hue of red. “That was fast,” she says almost embarrassed, licking her lips.
“That was just the start.” I stand with her in my arms, and her legs lazily wrap around my waist .
“How did I know you were going to say that?” Eva smiles before she flicks her hair over one shoulder, landing her lips against mine, her arms wrapping around my shoulders in their rightful place.
I grip the nape of her neck, holding her close to me. “Because my Little Warrior has been thinking about me tying her up again. A simple orgasm is no longer enough for her.” Honestly, having her tied to the bed was the best night of my life. “Do you want me to do that again?”
She nibbles on her bottom lip, making me rock solid. But it’s not the action she’s doing with her mouth that catches my attention. It’s the look in her eyes which makes me falter.
“You want more?”
She holds my gaze with ease as she subtly nods her head. “Definitely more.”
My brows lift comically. “Definitely more?”
Another nod with a laugh and I’m dropping her to the floor, spinning her and placing her hands flat on the table.
She gasps and shivers from the cool of the wood, but I don’t give her room to move. My groin presses into her bare arse, my view absolutely testing my ability to remain controlled.
The curve of her hips, the shallow dimples at the base of her spine. I want to lick every soft part of her. Taste her. Mark her. Fuck, every single inch of her I want to claim.
When you have nothing, it makes you savour the things that come in to your possession. The things you cherish, you look after them with everything you’ve fucking got. I don’t see Eva as something I own. But she is mine. Always.
Running my hands up her arms, I bend my body over hers, feeling her skin pimple under my touch. “Keep your hands flat on the table.” I keep smoothing my way over her until I’m reaching her hips.
Eva’s back has arched, her hips pushing back against me.
Kicking one of her legs wider, I watch as she opens up, her body on perfect display. “Don’t move.” Slowly stepping back, I keep my eyes on her, and she looks at me over her shoulder.
“Where are you going?”
“Don’t. Move.” I grin at her seductively .
Eva moans but listens, watching me as I walk away.
Out of sight, I rummage through my bag, grabbing what I need. I haven’t unpacked anything yet, but I know I don’t ever want to leave Eva’s.
I strip off my clothes until I’m down to just my jeans and briefs. I think about taking them off, popping the button undone, but choose to leave them on, tucking the various items I have, including one of my ties, into my back pocket.
I head back to the kitchen, coming to a stop at the threshold of the door, my head and my heart throbbing with uncontainable lust. “Eva,” I growl, scolding her for not listening to me.
“What?” Goddamn it. Her cheeky smile shatters some of my resolve as she nibbles once again on her lip. Her legs are crossed. Her spine ramrod straight, sitting on the table.
My eyes fall to her full breasts which are pushed forward. My need to touch her is growing faster and faster with every second that ticks by. Giving in to it, I take a step closer to her.
Eva’s anticipation grows. I see her eyes fall to check my hands, her thumb finding its way to her teeth. “What do you have?”
My breath catches when she looks up at me, desire and want flashing behind her eyes. “Wouldn’t you like to know.” I take a seat in the chair I was sitting on only minutes ago, leaning back with my legs parted casually.
Eva’s gaze drops to the small trail of hair breaching the top of my jeans. She swallows, making me grin.
“See something you like?”
“No,” she replies, catching me off guard. It’s her turn to grin. “Something I love.”
My chest expands like it does every time I hear her tell me she loves me. I’m ashamed it took me so long to realise that what we have is love. But I see it now so clearly.
“Do you see something you like?” In slow motion, Eva leans back on her palms and slides her feet apart. I’m given a perfect view of her naked pussy, whilst she seductively tilts her head to one side, beckoning me .
“Jesus, Eva.” I crumble internally, running a hand over my face before I drop it to the seam of my jeans. Lifting my hips slightly, I pull out my stiff cock, wrapping my fist around it. “Look what you do to me.” Eva’s eyes turn hooded as I stroke myself a few times, the pleasurable sensation trickling to the tips of my toes.
“You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen, Luke.”
My heart crawls to my throat, unsure of what I did to deserve words like that from her. My lips pull. “Get over here.”
Every command makes Eva giddy. Has since the first time I told her what to do. Pushing herself from the table, she walks to me, stopping directly between my parted legs, her nipples still hard. “What do you want me to do?”
Looking up at her, Eva shifts her weight to one foot, popping her hip. If this woman told me to drop what I’m doing and sink to my knees, I’d do it without hesitation. But what my girl craves right now, more than anything, is me, taking charge.
Letting go of my weeping cock, I tap her knee. “Give me your leg.”
I sit forward as she rests her foot on my thigh, her smell as she opens up to me, drawing me in. I kiss her knee, dotting kisses across her leg until I’m burying my face at the junction of her thighs.
My hand moves to my pocket, grabbing the toy. Eva watches me as I look up, running it through her heat, feeling it slide through her arousal effortlessly. I then push the U-shaped toy inside her, watching her lips part as the front presses to her clit, and the other presses in deep. “Feel good?”
She nods. “Yes,” she whispers.
Once it’s in place, I carefully lower her foot back to the floor. The toy isn’t big, nor is it heavy, but I see her hips wriggle adjusting to the new invasion.
My hands kneed the round curves of her bum before I give her a light smack. “Now kneel,” I tell her in the most dominant voice I can muster. My breath is caught in my throat being this close to her and not having my hands all over her body.
Slowly, Eva does as she’s told and sinks to her knees, using her hands on my legs to steady herself. Everything inside me turns to mush, but I don’t show her. Fuck. She’s fucking gorgeous. Eva then slides both hands to my hips, running her fingers over my skin.
She follows the outlines of the tattoos, running them over my scars until she’s resting across my tattoo of the two birds. “You and me,” she tells me, before she’s leaning forward and placing a kiss on my chest.
Her naked skin presses against mine, giving me new life. “Us,” I tell her. I can’t stop myself from holding her head in my hands and pulling her mouth to mine.
Heads twisting, I coax my tongue into her mouth, feeling her breath fanning across my lips. Her eyes are closed, and as I reach into my pocket, I keep my eyes fixed on hers, pulling out a small remote. I click it on, hearing the buzz.
Eva fails to not react, our kiss stopping when she moans into my mouth. “Luke.” Her hands grip my sides, her back arching. “Fuck.”
“You like that?”
She hums, and I press the button to stop it vibrating.
“Yes, Luke. I like it.” She chokes on her words, knowing how much I need them.
I click the power button again, catching her moan of approval.
“Oh.”
I smile, locking our tongues as the toy inside her stimulates her clit and G-spot. Her breathing turns wilder. Her hands grip me tighter.
“I need you to concentrate, Little Warrior.”
She moans as my lips move from her mouth, my hand sliding to her neck. I kiss my way down over her throat, giving her my next order. “Hands behind your back.”
Eva crosses her wrists at the base of her spine, rolling her head to one side as I skim my lips over her shoulder. At the same time, I bind her wrists with the tie, looking down and seeing her back arching.
When I pull back, she’s looking up at me, trying her hardest to ignore the sensation humming between her legs. “You’re doing so good, Eva.”
My praise fuels her desire. Sitting on her haunches, she takes a long blink, and I see her body tense, the first signs of her next orgasm hitting. “I want to taste you,” she says rushed, urgency igniting from out of nowhere .
“Fuck.” My curse is heated. I quickly slide my jeans further down my legs, giving her access to what she wants.
Watching her lips part, the tip of my cock traces the outline of her mouth before her lips are sealing around my shaft.
Jesus. Jolts of white-hot desire shoot through my spine. “Little Warrior,” I grunt. “Your mouth is fucking mine.”
Moaning around my cock, she takes me to the back of her throat, almost turning me blind. Colours dance behind my lids when my eyes jam shut. The sound of Eva taking her own air away, only serves to make me want more.
I lift my hips when she next lowers her wet lips as far as she can, her saliva running tracks down the side of my cock. She doesn’t choke or gag, instead she holds herself there, moaning around me at the same time as her hips rock, her legs jamming shut. She’s going to come.
Hitting the off button, Eva’s movements stop, yet she still sucks me like she’s desperate. “Fuck, Eva.” I grab a handful of her hair, surging forward with one, long, purposeful push.
Her reply is a muffled swallow and her watering eyes coming up to meet mine.
I stroke the side of her face. “You look so beautiful with your lips wrapped around my cock.”
On a moan, her tongue swirls the tip, my pre-come beginning to leak into her mouth. Eva licks it clean before letting my cock fall to my stomach with a thump. “Why did you stop?” She pants, her shoulders rolling back where she’s held herself too tightly.
My eyes fall to the wetness surrounding her lips. “Because I wanted to taste you.” I crash our lips together, driving my tongue into her mouth, tasting myself on her. I gently wrap my hand around her throat, pressing the on button.
“Oh,” Eva groans, falling into the rhythm knocking inside her.
I drop the remote and take one of her breasts in my hand, pinching and tweaking her nipple.
“I’m close, Luke,” she breathes. “I’m going to come.” She stops kissing me, her eyes closing, her legs widening where she’s sitting on her haunches to anchor herself .
Flexing my fingers around her throat, I slap the side of her breast, making her explode.
“Fuck!” Eva shatters with a loud cry, tossing her head back.
I admire her beauty, rolling her nipple through my fingers as the orgasm takes hold, before slowly washing away.
“I’m done,” she says innocently. Calmly. Intoxicated.
Letting go of her, I push out of the chair, grabbing the remote as I go. “I’m only just getting started.” My large body completely towering over hers, I lean down and pick her up like she’s my plaything.
When I sit her down on the edge of the table, I quickly move my laptop out of the way, then push her flat to her back.
Eva’s legs instinctively bend, and my greedy eyes are unable to look anywhere else when her pussy shimmers the way that it does.
“Are you comfortable?” I ask her, knowing she won’t be.
She gives me wide, green eyes. “Not really. It’s so sensitive.”
With my jeans around my hips, my cock locked and loaded, I lift both her legs over my shoulders to relieve some of the pressure on her hands tied behind her back. “I know, Little Warrior. But you can take it.”
She groans as the pressure between her legs intensifies.
Lining my cock to her entrance, the buzzing from within has my balls tightening. “Oh, fuck, Eva.” I push just the tip inside her, and she bucks. “Control it.” I blow out a heavy breath, knowing I need to heed my own advice.
Whimpering, Eva rolls her head to one side. “I can’t,” she stammers, unable to stop her body from shaking and her voice quivering.
We stare at each other, the air being swiped from both of us as my hips sink forward, burying myself in her.
Eva cries out. “Oh, God. I feel so full.” Her back arches, her torso rolling on the table as I slowly withdraw and push forward again. My heart swells and my head spins when Eva looks up at me, feeling every inch of both my dick and the toy inside her.
“Faster,” she pleads.
I pull out and slide back in, my mouth hung open, clutching for air. “Slower,” I counter, my head falling back. The vibrations scatter down my spine, the sheer pleasure and feeling of attachment I have with her, make me want to bottle this moment up and savour it for eternity.
For the first time in my life, I feel like I’m home.