Chapter Six: Sex in the Kitchen

WARNING!!!!!!

This chapter is not suitable for anyone under the age of 16, or those of you sensitive to the idea of sexual content. This is a lemon and has no real use to the story other than relationship development.

Mature audiences only.

Eve paced around the kitchen later that night, while the brothers talked. She knew that she was growing attached to them, that fact was obvious. She should have felt accomplished when Il Duce lost his life, but instead, she felt guilt. "Jesus, save me." She murmured through uneven breathing.

"Save you from what?" Murphy whispered in her ear. He was so close, she could feel his breath rushing down the nape of her neck. How could she not have realized that he was there? Startled at his sudden appearance, she jumped. "I'm still curious, Eve. Why all the mystery?" Eve turned to face him and it was then that she fully realized that she couldn't do the job. Murphy's honey brown eyes fell over her body, undressing it mentally.

"Murph, where's Connor?" Eve asked curiously, studying his eyes carefully. She tried to sidestep around him, but he was in front of her again.

"He's in bed. Went about twenty minutes ago." He paused to smile crookedly. "We're all alone, Eve." It was noticeable, he was trying to seduce her. He ran his fingers lightly over her collar bone, sending shivers down her spine.

"Murphy. You don't want me, real-" She was cut off as he placed his finger over her lips. He shook his head slowly. He removed his finger from her lips and brushed against them with his own. Eve didn't have a defense in the world against him. She was his for the taking, his to enjoy. His tongue slid across her bottom lip and she granted him access immediately. She felt his hands run up her back and lustfully grasp the clasp for her bra, undoing it quickly. His hands fell from her shirt just as quickly as they were there, instead reaching for the bottom seams of the shirt she was wearing. He pulled away from the kiss and pulled the shirt off of her body, revealing her stomach and the same bra from yesterday. The bra fell from her body only seconds after seeing it for the second time in his life.

Smiling slightly, he took her breasts in his hands, kneading her nipples gently. Eve rolled her head back and closed her eyes, moaning softly. She fell back against the island in the center of the room as Murphy continued to

pleasure her. He removed one of his hands to run his fingers through her long hair, and replaced his hand with his mouth. He grabbed a fistful of hair hard, and pulled just slightly. Eve moaned louder, as the pain intertwined with the pleasure that he was giving her. Murphy removed her breast from his mouth to whisper in her ear. "Really? You're one of those?" His hot breath clashed on Eve's eardrum, sending more shivers down her spine. He nibbled gently on her earlobe before bringing his canine down harder on it. Eve arched her back and let out a low moan. "You're gonna be a fun one." He chuckled lowly in her ear, sending more hot breath clashing against it. He grabbed her by her hips and set her on the island, scratching his nails over her skin. Eve reached longingly for his shirt, but Murphy backed away. "No, no. Not yet, dear." He smirked, seductively, enjoying her desperation. He scratched his nails down her stomach, lightly, indulging in the feeling of her skin beneath his hand. He reached her jeans and brought his hand from his side to unbutton them, and then tore them off, lustfully. Her panties came off just as fast. Murphy didn't even bother looking at the design, he was more interested in what was underneath. He took notice at the fact that she was shaved smooth as he spread her legs further apart to gain access to her. "Eve, I want to feel you squirm. Won't you squirm for me?"

"Ya know, Murph, you're quite the sadist." He snorted in reply to her comment and thrust two fingers deep inside her, finding great joy as she squirmed and began to moan louder.

"You love it." He noted as Eve tried uselessly to grab on to the tiles of the island, moaning loudly. She dug her fingernails into Murphy's shoulders, moaning in absolute pleasure as he thrust them in and out relentlessly.

"Oh, God, Murphy." She cried pleadingly to him. "Stop, please." Rather than stopping he thrust his fingers harder and faster in to her, mercilessly pounding her. He felt her on his fingers, once, twice, three times, and still didn't stop. It was only when he felt a fourth climax that he pulled his fingers from her. She gasped for breath as Murphy removed his own clothing. She went to reach for her cigarettes but Murphy batted them away. She watched the one substance that she needed clatter to the floor in a muted world. She could only imagine the noise the lighter made when it reached the ground. Her head was pounding with the sound of her heartbeat in her temples.

"We're not done here, Eve. I've still got more in store for ya." He smiled sadistically as he continued in the removal of his clothes. He threw his shirt to the floor, revealing a toned, muscular torso. Eve ran her fingers down his stomach, aching to feel his skin as he unbuttoned his jeans and shed them. "You want it, don't you?" Eve nodded, but could not bring her self to speak. "Ache for it?" His voice was a low whisper, seducing her with every word he spoke. "Ask for it, Eve." Eve could not muster the words, but nodded instead. "That won't do. You have to ask for it."

"Please, Murphy?" She pleaded with him. "Please, I need you. It's too much, please." He smiled crookedly, almost admiring his own work on her, as she begged for him. He granted her wish and thrust himself deep in to her. Eve's legs wrapped around him, wanting all of him as he thrust in and out. He grabbed her hips hard, digging his fingernails in to her skin as she moaned for him. After a moment, he loosened his grip on her, and slowed his thrusts. "Don't tease me, Murphy. Please, don't tease me." He felt her shudder with pleasure and kept his pace, letting a moan of his own escape. He felt her legs unwrap and he crawled on to the surface of the island on top of Eve. He kept the same pace as before, taking his time. She called his name again and Murphy moaned loudly.

"Eve, oh Eve." He moaned breathlessly to her. He rolled so that she was on top of him, still lying down as Murphy thrust deep in to her, and regained a faster pace. She rolled her hips, trying to keep time with him until she couldn't take it and sat straight up, getting him deeper. He moaned loudly as she gasped for breath, reaching another climax.

"Murphy! God, Murphy. Don't stop!" She moaned loudly as Murphy's hands ran up and down her chest, rolling her hips as he thrust. He called her name again, getting closer to his own climax. She crushed her lips against his hard, and felt his teeth gnash against her lip, sending her in to another climax. She moaned in to his lips, grinding against his hips. He moaned her name in to the kiss, reaching his own climax. She rolled off of him, lying on her back, gasping for air.

Murphy put his hands behind his head, glowing brilliantly with his feet dangling off the island. "Wow." He looked to Eve, flashing a toothy, stupid grin.

"That's it? That's all you have to say? You incubus. Wow.... Wows a good word for that, though." She turned on her side and gently kissed him on the lips, lingering, but only for a moment. "Can I have that cigarette now?" Murphy nodded, too drained to make a verbal reply. Eve hopped off the island, and walked over to her cigarettes, and searched for her lighter in vain. "That's the second lighter I've lost here. Your apartment eats lighters. Lighters that are mine." Murphy motioned towards his jeans and Eve walked over and fished the zippo out of the pocket, stuck a cigarette in her mouth and lit it. "Can we go to bed? I'm really tired now." Murphy sat up and hopped off the island.

"Yes. Bed. Sounds good." He gave her a thumbs up and stumbled dizzily in to the next room.

"Murph... You're still nak- Oh fuck it." Eve trudged dizzily behind him, leaving their clothes there, and hopped in to bed next to him.

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A/N - I've decided that I lied about AN's. For this chapter only. It wasn't intended to be a sexual chapter, but that's what my head said to do. So I did. If you read the warning, congrats. I did it as tastefully as I could while still making it sexy. The sex was important for no other reason that relationship development. Ever notice how people who have sex get together unless it's a known one night stand? Or how about the fact that people that just had sex glow? Hm. Weird. Either way. R/R.