Everly
Chapter Eight
Everly
Our doorbell rang before I could start his lunch for work. Julian’s in the shower, so I answer it and it’s his mom. “Good morning, Dr. Holden.”
“Please call me Grace.”
“Good morning Grace. What brings you to see us?”
“I made some food and wanted to drop it off.”
“Oh, okay, come on it.”
“Oh, Everly dear. I hope I haven’t overstepped my place.”
“Please, Mrs., so Dr. Holden.”
“I am Mrs. Martinez, but in the hospital It’s Dr. Holden. Still like I said, you can call me Grace. Besides, it’s not about me. I know you make Julian’s food, but I thought I’d drop off his favorite.”
“Everly, did you make enchiladas?” Julian asks, strolling out of the bedroom in just his boxer briefs. “Mom?” he gasps.
“Son.” Her eyes widened.
“Um…I’ll be right back.” He dashes back into the bedroom while my cheeks burn up.
“I’ll just set this here. This would explain why he was late two days ago.” I clamp my lips shut, hoping the ground would open up beneath me. “Oh sweetie, don’t be embarrassed. I’ve been waiting for this day for so long.”
“You have?” A wave of relief washes over me, but it doesn’t mean that I’ve completely relaxed.
She presses her hand to my shoulder and gently smiles. “Yes, Julian has been a mess about you, so it’s about time.”
“He has?”
“I don’t want to get involved, but I will say that you’re a treasure to him. Still, that doesn’t mean you let him walk all over you.”
“Thank you.” She envelops me in a hug.
I hear Julian’s footsteps before I see him. “Mom, I’m surprised to see you,” he pants as he enters the room barefooted in a pair of khakis and a white tee shirt with his hair a wet mess. Damn he’s so fine I lose my breath. If his mother wasn’t here, I’d run and jump on him. This is why he’s always late. One of us is always coming out of the shower and looking too good to be unmounted.
“Well, I made enchiladas, and I thought I’d drop some off for you.”
“You didn’t have to, but I’m not going to turn them down.” He rubs his flat abs, and I can’t blame him because they smell fantastic. I wish I knew they were his favorite because I would have made them. Of course I don’t know how to make them, but I could have learned.
“Have you ever made them before, Everly?”
“No, I haven’t. Well, maybe you can come to Steeleville one day and I can teach you how to make them.”
“I’d like that.”
“Perfect. Now, I’ll leave you two alone. I have to get to the hospital for a meeting.” He stares at her with suspicion.
“You knew about us, didn’t you?”
“Yes, son. I’m not a fool. You changed this past week and let’s just say you’re too happy and tardy which just isn’t like you. Don’t be late. I love you, but I will have to add more hours to your schedule.”
“Yes, Dr. Holden,” he growls.
“I love you too, son.” She kisses his cheek and then she leaves.
“She’s onto us. Do you think anyone else knows about us?”
“I doubt it, but we should tell Drake soon,” Julian insists.
“Yes, we should, but we both need to find the right time.” We nod and then he kisses me fiercely.
“I’ll pack up your food in your lunch bag, and then you can go.”
“Promise me you’ll be safe.”
“I will.” He kisses me and then goes back into the bedroom to finish getting dressed. My ass needs to be wearing blindfolds until he leaves for work.
With his things packed, I do my best to avoid any serious physical intimacy and head to school while Julian goes to work.
Finally, I’m almost to my class when I spot a man who appears to be watching me. He turns his head when he realizes I’m onto him. Although I should be afraid, but I have a feeling this is exactly what Kate and Joey were talking about. Julian has guard dogs around me. I wave to him and then go to class.
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It’s been a beautiful three weeks of these warm, loving moments. I woke up with Julian’s wrapped up all around my body as the sun shines through the curtains. It felt incredible, safe and all I’ve dreamed of, but I have to go to class. As much as I’d love to keep it this way, we both have to get up. However, life always intrudes.
Unfortunately, it doesn’t always work out the way we want. Our shifts still are the way they are. He works long hours, and I have my school schedule. My family is supposed to come and see me when I graduate with my certification and that’s when I told Julian I’d like to tell them and make it official to everyone.
He agreed only because he didn’t want me upset before I finished school. We know Drake wouldn’t be happy about our relationship. I haven’t told him that my mom was instrumental in getting us together. I feel bad about not telling him about it, but I’m afraid he’ll think bad of me.
“Julian,” I whisper, brushing my lips against his scruffy jaw.
“Baby, hmm. Good morning,” he mumbles, snuggling even more around me.
“Good morning. It’s time to get up.”
“I’m so tired and I’d rather stay wrapped up in you.” He nuzzles my neck, tickling me with his beard. “You feel so good.”
“So do you, but our phones have been buzzing,” I moan when his fingers dip between my legs, stroking my kitty. “Jules. We need to get going.” His huge cock grinds into my thigh, rubbing me in the most pleasurable ways, making me want to give in and stay in bed.
“We do, but not before I get you off,” he whispers in my ear. Lazily he kisses my neck, lowering until he slides his head between my legs. I can’t believe he has his face there after everything we did last night, but he can’t get enough of me. His tongue and fingers don’t hesitate as he devours my pussy, eating me out. My body bends to his will, creaming on his tongue with the slightest flick and my walls clench around his fingers.
“Fuck, Julian.”
“No, baby. In the bedroom, what is my name?”
“Daddy, please,” I beg, my hands digging into his shoulders.
“What do you need?”
“I need to come. Please.” My hips and back buck off the bed. I release my grip on him and throw my hands down on the mattress, fighting to keep my body on the bed.
“Good girl,” he says, smiling over my mound. His fingers push deeper, sliding in and out of my wet pussy faster as his tongue does the same. I can’t hang on much longer. Never had I expected it to be like this. His mouth continues to lick me, and I lose control.
“I’m coming,” I scream, clinging to the covers. My entire body tightens and nearly convulses, and my eyes slam shut.
“Good, come for me, Everly.” He licks me up before he stands and then heads into the bedroom without another look back.
I’m so worn out that I lay there for a moment until I hear the shower. Laughing to myself, I realized he was serious about not getting up until he got me off. Checking my phone, I saw a message from Drake.
I’m on my way in.
“Oh shit.” I rushed to the bathroom completely naked.
“Julian.” I see him washing up and the sight is impressive. The way his muscles flex while doing something so basic, but this is important.
His eyes widened as he took in my naked state. “Yeah, baby? Do you want to join me?”
“We can’t. Drake is on his way here,” I say, panic filling my voice.
“Oh, are you serious?” He washes a little faster.
“Well, he should be in Seattle, but I’m guessing it won’t be long from his text message.
“When is he coming?” I hadn’t checked that part. Silly me. I’d been so damn frazzled by his message I hadn’t considered when he’d arrived.
“Oh, I’m panicking for nothing. It says he’ll be here tonight.”
“You’ll be back from class by then, and I’ll be at work. How about you climb in here and wash up with me?” he asks, a crooked, devious smirk washing over his face.
“That’s not a good idea. What if we don’t tell Drake about us just yet?” I say, trying to get out of telling Drake. As much as I want the world to know I’m Julian’s woman. I’m terrified of my brother finding out. He might not take it well when he finds out that we’re having sex.
He goes from sensuous to frustrated. “We’re not hiding our relationship.” He grabs me and pulls me into his shower. The water hits my tender muscles, and it feels incredible. Julian’s intense gaze is focused on me. “Listen to me, Everly Amber Mitchell, we’re going to tell him the truth while he’s here because I’m not going to deny the truth. You’re mine.” His hands skim over my shoulders, gently caressing them.
“Kiss me, Everly.” I can’t resist his command. My mouth lands on his with such feverish need that I forget everything else but him.
Our kisses are wet as his hands dive in my hair, roughly tugging me and then dragging me against him. He leads me backward, pinning me against the wall of the shower. He’s so hungry for me and I can’t deny him. Growls and moans escape us as our wet bodies grind against each other. I love the desire so much that I crave more. It’s what I was asking for, even demanding, as I stared at him.
“I need you,” I whimpered between kisses, pleading for him to take me. “Please.”
“I’ll give you whatever you need, baby.”
“I need you in my mouth,” I say hungrily, wanting to give him so much pleasure like he’d just given me. I gently push him off me and lower myself to the knees in the shower stall.
A deep rumble comes from his chest as he stares at me from above. “Damn it, baby; just the idea of you taking my cock down deep in your throat is going to make me nut.”
I smirk up at him, loving the power I hold over him. “I wish you would. Please, Daddy. Stuff me, fuck me, and come inside my throat.”
His entire body stiffens and his thick length jerks in his hand. “You’re such a fucking bad girl. Damn, I’m in love. Open your mouth, baby.”
I do, hungrily, waiting for his massive cock. I love the velvety feel of it as he pushes it past my lips and along my tongue. He stuffs his length down my throat and I take it, sucking his dick like a thick popsicle. My cheeks hollow out as my mouth tightens around him. “Fuck, you’re going to make me shoot down your throat.”
I suck faster and harder, but he’s not having it. He quickly pulls me off him and off my feet. “No, I need to be inside you,” he pants, unable to catch his breath as he’s the one who just had the nine-inch-thick bastard down his gullet.
“We need to take this to the bed, baby. There’s no way I’m fucking you on the shower.”
“Why not?”
“There’s no room in here and I hear it’s terrible no matter how amazing the movies make it.”
“I heard that too, but the bed is too far away. How about just the bathroom?” I offer.
“I like that idea.” He snags two towels and wraps them around us to stop us from slipping before he carries me out of the shower. “The counter seems good enough.”
I giggle as he nuzzles my neck and then licks down to my chest. “Damn, I love these sexy, plump tits.” He cups one in his hand, leans down, and brings it to his mouth, sucking on it. The sensation is tender and goes straight through me. We have gotten better with every session, and he has gotten even more intense, his hands and mouth moving from one breast to the other, teasing and pleasuring me.
“It feels so good,” I moan, tossing my head back, leaning on the glass mirror. “Your mouth and hands are like magic.”
He kisses a path up my body, licking and sucking me until he reaches my lips and then he whispers against them. “I need to be in your pussy right now, buried deep inside you.”
“Yes, please take me. Fuck I’m not going to last long. That’s good, big boy because we don’t have a lot of time.”
“You are such trouble.”
“Damn right. And that’s why you love me, so get over here and fuck me dirty.”
“Okay, you’re going to get what you asked for.” He turns me around on the counter. My entire body is on the sink, knees spread wide, hands splayed above the mirror. “Keep that ass out. You want it dirty? I’m going to make you filthy.”
He lines up his cock with my pussy and pushes into me from behind. “God, you’re so deep.”
“What did I tell you, Everly?”
“Sorry, Daddy. Messed with my head.”
“You’re the one who screwed with my head. Now take this dick like a good girl, so we can both get out of here.”
“Then fuck me good.” He drills me with his hands on my hips, our still wet flesh slapping against each other.
“Everly, you’re going to make me come so fast. Fuck you feel so good” Julian shoves it so deep from behind fucking me raw as my breast bounce in his hands cupping them and squeezing them possessively.
“Damn it. I’m going to come. Holy hell.”
“Fuck, Daddy, screw me so good. You’re so big it hurts.” Our bodies are slamming together, and the water is gone and now we’re covered in sweat as the sex has steamed up the bathroom.
“And you know you love it.”
“Yes, yes. I’m coming, Julian.”
“Come for me, baby,” he roars, pumping his load into me until we’re both spent. He presses his head on my spine and then we hear a sound coming from outside the bedroom.
“You stay in here,” he warns me. He pulls out of me and then sets my feet on the floor.