Chapter 7 – Eva Raynes
Putting my iPod ear buds in my ear, I step out into the cool calm Seattle evening air and look left and right. Deciding to go right, I select an upbeat playlist and do one last stretch before taking my late night run. It's just after ten-o-clock but restlessness has me out late. At least I have some time to think and get a good start on losing the five pounds I've gained these past two months. The past two months that Christian and I have been dating. I still can't believe it. I jog uphill and turn a corner taking note so I don't forget my way back. I think back to the talk that I had with Christian at the start of our two months of dating.
"What do you want from me, Eva?" He asks me, watching me devour my extremely late breakfast with the most satisfied look on his face.
"I don't know what you mean," I answer after chewing my food.
"What is it that you expect from me?"
"If you're talking in terms of money, not a damn cent," I say and put my hand up to silence his parting lips and continue to talk, "I have my own money. Now if you're talking in terms of a relationship, I don't know. I've been through things. As much as I am attracted to you, I'm not sure I'm ready to jump full on into something. How do you feel?" I ask hesitantly, unsure if I want the answer. This could go either way.
"I feel exactly how you feel. What do you think we should do about that, Eva?" He asks, smiling that gorgeous perfect white smile.
"I thought you had all the answers . But to answer your question, I don't know… Relationships clearly aren't my expertise." I shrug, thinking about my next words. "Maybe we could take it slow? Go on a few dates? Just feel each other out, nothing heavy." I let my words linger in the air.
"Okay," he responds simply.
"Okay?"
"Yes, Eva. Okay." He leans his hand in his hand, gazing at me. I smile at him sheepishly.
"So, we are dating?"
"I suppose we are." He leans over, kisses my nose and then stands. "I have to go, Eva."
"Home to your children?" I ask.
"Yes, to my children." His face briefly registers surprise.
I feel my cell phone buzzing in my jacket pocket bringing me out of my thoughts. Choosing to check it later, I turn and begin my journey home. As I round the corner to the entrance of Escala and pull my security key card out, I feel my phone buzzing again. It's just after eleven-o-clock, who is calling me at this hour? I push my floor number, again choosing to ignore my late night caller. I wipe my sweaty face with my towel and pull my curls out of the ponytail they were trapped in. Shaking them free, the elevator doors open. I step out of the elevator and gasp, locking my eyes with the angry gray eyes staring a hole into me.
"Christian what are you doing here?" I ask, shock written all over my face.
"What is the point in having a fucking cell phone if you're not going to answer it, Eva?" His counters, his voice laced with contempt. I roll my eyes, that's whose been blowing up my phone. "What are you doing out at this hour? You couldn't use the gym or wait until a decent hour?"
"I'm sorry I didn't answer your calls, I didn't check to see who was calling. I was just really into my run." I say sincerely. If I had known it was him calling, I'd have answered just to hear his sexy voice on the other end. "And I can leave my home at any time I damn well please, Christian. I was restless and figured burning a little energy running, which I need to do anyway with the way you feed me, would help me sleep." I walk towards my front door, and unlock and open it. I walk inside and leave the door open for him. Dropping my iPod on the table I ask, "What was so important that you had to drive all the way over here to express your grievances about my late night outings?" I smile, trying to lighten the mood. He sighs and comes closer to me. "Oh, no you don't! No touching until I've had a shower."
"Well if you say so, Eva," He says striding to me with a smug look on his face. He bends and swiftly picks me up over his shoulder, heading for my bedroom.
"Christian what the hell are you doing? Put me down!" I exclaim, the alarm and surprise in my voice.
"I'm just giving the lady what she asked for," He responds with mock seriousness. He cuts on my shower and puts me down inside, closing the glass door and holding it so I can't come out.
"Christian this water is cold, and I have my clothes on. Come on, let me out!" I stomp my foot and frown at him.
"Adjust the water, and undress, Eva." The seductive tone to his voice sends shivers through my body. I lick my top lip and smile, deciding to play his game.
"I think I need some music," I bat my lashes at him and he smiles and goes to presumably retrieve my iPod and my iPod dock as well. I adjust the water temperature. I wet my hair so it drapes dripping over my back and shoulders. I smile as he returns, setting the dock on the bathroom sink, and putting what I'm guessing is his own iPod into the slot. "Are you ready for a show, ?" I smile seductively at him, as he presses play and a song I don't recognize plays through the speakers. I bat my lashes as I slowly sway to the beat of the music, unzipping my jacket. I turn and let it slide slowly down to the ground. I dance seductively to the music until I strip every piece of clothing except for my bra and panties.
"You are quite the tease, Miss Raynes." He says to me, stepping closer to the shower.
"Oh yes, and I'm not finished yet. Return to your post, sir!" I smile, grabbing my Gucci Guilty shower gel. His eyes widen in wonder, and he smiles awaiting my grand finale. I squirt some of the gel in my hands and rub them together slowly, looking into his eyes. I start rubbing the gel all over myself, even over my bra and panties. I stare directly into his smoldering gray eyes, watching him struggle to keep his cool, controlled demeanor. My body engulfed in a sea of foam, I slowly remove my bra and drop it to the floor. I do the same with my panties and blow him a sexy kiss. I squirt some more gel into my hand and gently wash my breasts and my sex. I step into the water and lose myself in my touch, forgetting Christian who is standing there gaping at me. He doesn't let me forget for long as he snatches open the shower door and pulls me to him. He reaches in, getting partially wet as well, and cuts the water off. He puts a hand into my wet hair and another on the small of my back and all but swallows my mouth whole.
"I want all of your pleasure, Eva," he breathes into my mouth. I've never been kissed with such… passion. He grabs the back of one of my thighs, pulling it up to his side. I follow with my other leg, and he holds me close as his tongue explores the inside of my mouth. I grip him tighter with my legs and when I feel his erection against my sex, I moan into his mouth. I move my hands from his biceps into his semi-wet hair, pulling as if I can get him any closer than he already is. He groans back into my mouth and strides to my bedroom and gently lays me on the bed.
"Your body is amazing. Do you want this, Eva?" He pants to me. I lean up on my elbows, comfortable in my nakedness. I bite my lip and nod my head at him. "I want to hear you say it."
"Yes, Christian, I want this," I purr at him. He gives me a slow sexy smile as he unbuttons his top shirt. I haven't had sex in a very long time, and in my impatience I snatch him by his shirt and pull him to me.
"I see you've teased yourself into a frenzy, Miss Raynes." He covers my body with his, kissing me as he slides both of his hands in mine. Gripping them tightly he raises both of my hands above my head and pins them there with one hand. Anticipation has me breathless as I look down and notice he doesn't have his pants on, I have no idea when he took them off. "Tell me you want this again, Eva." He slides his fingers briefly into my sex, checking my readiness.
"Christian, I've wanted this since I first shook your hand in the elevator. I want this; I want you, right now. Give it to me, please," I beg into his ear. I hear the rip of foil, oh he sure came prepared. I smile to myself.
"Oh I think you're almost ready," He snakes his tongue down slowly in the direction of my breasts. He teases my light brown points with the tip of his tongue. "I love the color of your areolas, Eva. And your breasts… they are so full." He gently bites and then blows, watching them swell with appreciation. I frown at him, knowing he's paying me back for my shower show.
"If you don't make me come, Christian, I'll do it myself. I don't want to be teased, you asked for it," I say to his smirking face. "You will do no such thing, Eva. Your pleasure belongs to me now," He responds, biting my nipple a little harder. Not the one to be told what to do, I grip his hands tighter and wrap my legs around his waist. Taking him by surprise I flip his body so that he is on the bottom and I on top. I mentally pat myself on the back for my leg strength and lean down to his ear.
"My body, my rules, Grey." I lift myself until I fill him at my entrance and slide down. I hiss as he fills me completely and relish the feeling of his hardness inside of me. "Mmmm," I moan into his ear.
"Oh Eva, you really think you are in control aren't you?" He says to me smugly. "And just when I thought you knew my name." He swiftly flips me back over so that I am under him and slams into me. I scream aloud and a look of pure pleasure radiates over his face. He leans down, bites my lip and continues his merciless pleasurable assault on my body. I fight as long as I can to not give in to the sensation, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of making me come. "Give it to me, Eva. You know you want to," he whispers into my ear, pinching my nipple with his free hand. His words unravel me and I grind my hips into his thrusts. Shivers run through me as I convulse against his body, moaning an undecipherable jargon. His moves his free hand down to my sex and vigorously rubs that sensitive little button, prolonging my incredibly intense orgasm. "I love the way you sound when you come," he pants to me. He grinds into me faster, finding his own release.
"That couldn't have been what you called to tell me" I giggle, breaking the relaxed silence we lie in.
"You shouldn't be out so late at night, Eva. It isn't safe and I could only imagine what riff raff are out there and what could happen," he says to me, the tone of our conversation turning serious.
"What was so important that you had to come all the way over to tell me, Christian?" I ask, taking on his serious tone. He sighs and shifts so he can look into my face.
"I had to know that you were safe."
"What do you mean? You don't call me repeatedly, and then show up at my place any other day." I look at his face, nervousness written all over it. Realization dawns on me suddenly. "You KNEW I was out? How"? My voice raising a few octaves. I rise into the sitting position. "Christian you better start talking, because I am getting pissed!" He sits up as well, running his long fingers into his beautiful copper colored hair.
"My security guy, Sawyer, saw you exiting earlier. When I called you, you didn't answer. So I had him follow you to make sure you were safe and came over," he says to me, trying to gauge my reaction. I pinch my fingers into the bridge of my nose and take a deep breath. Reign in the attitude, Eva, and communicate with the man.
"Was he here to watch me, Christian?"
"No, he was here to grab some things for me, to bring to my home," he replies sincerely. "But believe me when I say, if you make this a habit I WILL have someone watching you. And only because I want you safe." He says sternly, as if I'm a child to be scolded. I cross my arms over my naked breasts and frown.
"Christian, I am not a child. If I want to go out at night, I can do that. If it bothers you, then I am sorry. It's not my intention to make you worry, and I'll try to take my runs at a more decent hour. But you didn't have to come over here in such an upset, at me exercising my right as an American citizen to do as I damn well please. Although, I am glad you did," I try to make light of our disagreement, not wanting to completely ruin the amazing sex we just had. "And with all that being said, where do we go from here now that 'nothing heavy' just gained a few pounds?"
"I can think of a few things," he smiles at me, pulling me back under him and attacking me with those beautiful lips again.
