A Diamond In The Rough,
Chapter 34
by EvianForever
"I don't think I could be any happier than I am at this moment,
Julian," Eve sighed. "You've met our daughter, and she is fine with the
idea of us being together like this." Her beautiful cocoa eyes shone
softly at him. "I never thought something like this could happen."
"Neither did I, my love. Those years that I spent apart from you --I
was a lost soul, empty inside. I thank God that I am so blessed to be
with you--and our daughter. "
"I think you really mean that."
Julian smiled at her, his own hazel eyes eyes twinkling back at her.
"I will never give you cause to doubt my love for you again." He began
to nuzzle her neck, at which Eve shivered with pleasure.
"Julian, need I remind you that our daughter is asleep just across from
us?" Her half-hearted protest fell upon pretended-deaf ears, as his
lips crept up to gently worship the delicate outline of her ear.
"Julian," she moaned softly as he turned her face towards him, intent
on capturing her lips with his own.
"Yes, my love?" he breathed, hovering over her lips.
"You're not playing fair, Julian, I am trying to make a point here,"
she panted, as he planted butterfly kisses all around her mouth,trying
to distract her. "Are you even listening to me?"
"Of course, Eve, I am hanging onto every word you speak," Julian
murmured, his fingers tracing her cheeks, delighting in the feel of her
warm skin. "Whatever would make you think I am being inattentive?" He
finally planted a tender kiss on her lips, then leaned back, a
satisfied smile on his own face. "I am not capable of being unaware of
your presence, my dear."
Eve had of course enjoyed the kiss, but she was still cautious of where
it may had led. Considering he had resorted to kidnapping to get his
way, she was well aware of how determined Julian was, and how she
herself could not resist him.
"Julian, please. I, uh--I want to talk about Ivy," she said, attempting
to distract him. She was rewarded with a scowl marring his handsome
features, and she knew she had succeeded. "What are you going to do
about her?"
"My lying trollop of an ex-wife is not something I would care to
discuss at this moment. I will handle her, my darling--you need not
concern yourself with her."
"How can I not be concerned when she had the audacity to call Whitney's
house? And what's more, how did she find out about her? That really
unnerves me, Julian," Eve told him, her eyes troubled. "How can I not
worry, when she would go so far as do something like that?"
Julian held both of her hands in his, and looked at her earnestly.
"Ivy Winthrop will never cause any harm to our daughter, nor you. No
one will, I swear on my love for you." And least of all, that bastard
of an ex-husband of yours, who dared to lay his filthy hands on you, he
thought angrily. If I ever get to chance, I will kill him myself, he
vowed silently.
Eve saw that Julian's face had flushed slightly, and was curious as to
the cause.
"Is there something wrong, Julian? Why are you suddenly blushing?"
"It must be being so close to you, my love. You have always had the
most thermic effect on me, you must know that." He snuggled closer to
her. "Ah, with such a beauty as yours close by, I'm surprised I don't
become a mere cinder." Julian didn't feel that he was truly lying to
Eve, as his statement was perfectly truthful. He just did not see the
need to be completely forthcoming about Ivy for the moment; he would
make certain he dealt with her upon their return to Harmony.
"Aren't you a little mature to be blushing?" Eve smiled. She squealed
as he began to tickle her, and clapped a hand over her mouth, afraid of
awakening Whitney. "Julian, stop that! Behave yourself!"
A smooth voice spoke very close to her ear.
"I can recall several times at the cabin, and when we were younger,
where you did not want me to behave, my luscious beauty. In fact, if
memory serves, you fully encouraged my attentions." Julian held her to
him, content with her in his arms for the moment. "I will bow to your
more cautious parenting--at least for now," he grinned, though his eyes
spoke of promises of passions to come.
"I did no such thing, Julian," Eve smiled, though her eyes said
otherwise...
****Flashback***
Julian Crane laughed delightedly at the scene that was before him.
Clothes were everywhere, but he didn't mind a bit--that was what
housekeeping was for. He had taken Eve on a whirlwind shopping
excursion thru New York, and now they were back in his sumptuous
condominium in Boston. Eve had tried on different dresses for him, and
he had enjoyed how each one made her even more beautiful than the last.
Now, she was trying another outfit on, and he eagerly anticipated
another vision of the loveliness that was Eve to make her appearance.
"Are you ready for the next one?" Eve called out in a teasing voice.
"If this ensemble is as delightfully scintillating as all of the
others, then I am more than ready, my dear," Julian purred, feeling
himself grow warmer at the thought of how she had looked in the evening
gowns and lingerie that she had modeled for him earlier. He had wanted
nothing more than to ravish her upon viewing every new outfit, but she
had laughingly pushed him back onto the bed, insisting that he wait
until she had modeled them all.
Suddenly, a long, slender cafe-au-lait leg slipped from behind the
bathroom door, and his mouth went dry at the sight. It was followed by
the rest of Eve, dressed--barely--in a breathtaking black bikini, with
a mischievous smile on her face.
"Julian, what do you think of it?" Eve cooed. She then walked to stand
in front of him, at which he stood up, standing so close to her that
she could feel his heart racing. Taking a deep breath, her breasts rose
and fell against him, causing Julian to shudder in response.
"Can't you feel what I think of it?" Strong arms encircled her waist,
pressing her closer still. Eve looked up to see Julian smiling down at
her, his hazel eyes darkening with desire. "I do believe that this is
your most enjoyable attire of all."
Eve could definitely feel Julian's response, and even though they had
made love before, she was always a little nervous about his obvious
arousal.
"I--I do think you like it, so I'll just go change back into my clothes
now." She tried to move out of Julian's embrace,but he was having none
of it.
"Oh, no, my beautiful songbird. I haven't inspected that suit to my
satisfaction." His warm lips began to kiss her shoulders, stopping at
her thin bikini strap. He then took it in his teeth, tugging at it
gently. "I think this would look better if it were a little further
down your arm, don't you, my sweet?" Julian murmured, as he pulled the
strap down off of her right shoulder, stopping short of exposing her
ample breast.
"Julian, I do want to get dressed now, I'm feeling a bit cold, " Eve
tried to explain. She then gasped as Julian began to kiss her cleavage
with warm, gentle lips. "Please,"she breathed, as he moved on to the
other breast, laving the top of it with such feeling that she arched
toward him, unable to help herself. "You're trying to distract me..."
she whimpered, feeling like molten lava was flowing through her veins.
"Eve, my darling, I want you," Julian rasped, as he cupped her left
breast in his palm. "I need you, Eve," he continued, as he then pulled
the bikini top down, and began to suckle it, at which Eve moaned aloud.
He nearly lost control when he heard her, but managed to use his
skillful fingers to caress her other breast, driving Eve into a state
of near delirium with desire for him. "Tell me that you need me." He
turned his attention to her right breast, and Eve's intake of breath
let him know that she was falling off of the edge with him.
Eve threaded her fingers through his chesnut locks, feeling as though
she would burst into flame. Julian groaned at the sensation, then
groaned even louder as he felt her fingertips at the nape of his neck.
Sweeping Eve into his arms, he laid her on the bed, his heated gaze
adoring her beautifully sculptured body. He then smiled at the look on
her face, as she arched her back , and raised a hand toward him in
passionate surrender.
"I need you," she whispered, her voice now husky with wanting him. "I
love you so." Julian needed no further urging, as he divested himself
quickly of his business suit and undergarments, and and stood before
her, his need for her undeniably obvious.
"As you wish, my love," he promised, loving how her breath quickened at
that statement."My God, I do love you."Covering her body with his own,
Julian kissed Eve with all of the desperation of a dying man. Lips
joined and tongues dueled with one another as the two lovers careened
towards the shores of ecstasy...
***End Flashback***
"And what were you thinking about, my love?" Julian queried, seeing the
expression on Eve's face. Her full lips were turned up in a half grin,
and she looked at him with smoldering eyes.
"Black bikinis." Julian smiled slowly at her, his own eyes filling with
equal passion.
"As you wish."
TC Russell laughed to himself as he watched the two female guards walk
past the shed on the Crane grounds that he had managed to break into.
"Stupid women," he jeered. "Crane is a fool if he thinks that they can
outsmart TC Russell. He and that miserable (overused derogatory
adjective) of a wife of mine are going to pay for what they did to me!"