CHAPTER 48
Evangeline opened the door to Jason's room. Even as she walked in, she wondered what to do without him in the house. The maid served her some dinner and she ate alone. Fleeting of emotions were at war within her. She couldn't help but feel he was avoiding her on purpose or why else wasn't he home now? And why wouldn't he let her come to his office when she called earlier that she was coming over? Starting to regret coming over, she showered, changed into her night robe and curled in his bed. Determined not to sleep till he came in, she searched through her handbag which was beside her on the lamp table. Thankfully, she had packed some books. She brought one out and began to read. She had barely read three pages when she started to yawn and was asleep by the time Jason finally made it home.
When Jason got home around midnight, he stepped into his bedroom to find her curled in his bed. He stayed back, scared of what would happen if he moved closer. He had deliberately stayed at the office so she could be asleep before he came home. He was scared of the way he felt around her. Her growing stomach was doing things to him. Or maybe it wasn't the stomach but the woman herself. And though he wanted to feel this way again, he didn't want it to be so soon. Not when his wife's dead body laid barely cold in her casket.
Most disturbing though was the news that James had shared days ago about his parents being murdered. He had filled him in on the pilot's story too and how the war between the founding families had claimed lives, his parents included. A war believed to have being brought on by Robert Valdez. Though he didn't blame the Swiss for his lost, he knew they played a role in it too. He was stuck with feeling angry or letting things slide. They didn't pull the trigger or cause the clash, all they did was sentence guilty men to jail and now people died. He knew that. What he didn't know was how it would look to the Swiss and Evan especially. He needed to let her know he didn't hold it against them. But he needed time getting his acts together. And he was brooding to. Brooding over the loss of his parents whom he believed he would have understood better had he grown up with them. When they died, he had felt nothing for them.
Fact be told, it had been more of a relieve. It didn't hurt at all. But now, knowing they died not a natural death but because some people felt they had to go without even considering the poor son they had, and how he would feel, he felt angry. That anger was what made him stay away too. if he let her see this side of him, she wouldn't get it when he tells her how he had lost his parents.
He went to the bar and filled his glass with drink. He drank gratefully, loving the sting of the drink behind his throat. Exhausted, he went to his room to sleep and stopped short to stare at the woman in his bed. She knew this was his room. Why was she here? Why didn't she stay in Ellen's room where she slept the last time?
Evangeline tossed and turned in his direction. She turned again, apparently having a dream. His legs moved of their own accord to the bed. The duvet that covered her was parted from her curvy boobs down to her stomach. She had on a transparent robe that covered lacey bra. Sighing, he sat down beside her and pulled the duvet up to cover her. Then he found himself staring at long smooth leg too. He covered that up. Either it was long he had sex or this woman right here was making him hard in a way he never had before.
"Jase." She muttered.
Jason tensed. Only Ellen used that name. Somehow though, Evan had picked that particular name for him too. It was like both women were made just to confuse him while turning his world upside down.
"Jase, let him go."
She was doing it again, muttering while she sleeps. As she kept muttering in her sleep, Jason realised his late wife, Ellen, had been right after all. Evangeline does sleep-talk. He tried listening to whatever she was saying. The words came only in ragged breaths.
"Love."
He sat up straight. Did she say "Love?" Unsure, he bent closer. His left ear, pressed closer to her lips, and though he stayed there a while, no sound came out from those lips. Warm air fanned his ear instead. He moved back and turned to stare at her. Her lips formed an irresistible L-shaped. He stared at them. They were fuller and pinker, a result of his blooming baby in her stomach. Done with the games and heartaches, he let his heart guide him this time as he took her lips gently.
Evangeline woke up to the arousal. Jason's mouth was demanding hers to open. They were gently nudging, his tongue pushing forward too. She opened up for him and was swept up in the current of kisses. This was something more. It was not like the chaste kiss they had shared the other day. These were passionate and intriguing and exciting feelings she never thought she had. Her stomach fluttered happily, and she felt hot fluid drop in her panties. Embarrassed, she tried pushing him away. But he wouldn't let go. He held her head in place and continued to kiss her.
His hands started down on the night robe and pried them open. The cool night air blew her open boobs, but they were covered by his warm hand before she could feel the chill. She gasped as his warm hand palmed her skin. His tongue found the perfect time to plunge in deeper. Pulling away, he loomed over her and settled beside her. She sat forward, willing him to continue. When he hesitated, she pulled him closer and delved in his mouth too.
Jason started to draw a light circle around her breast through the sheer lacey bra. He could feel her nipples hardening. As his hand found her open mould, she tensed.
"It's okay." He encouraged as he busied his hand with her strap.
She let him unhook it. Their eyes met and locked sensually as he let her robe fall off her shoulders. He took his time drinking in her voluptuous curves. He had always guessed she filled up in the right places. She was sexy and inviting. Slowly, he moved closer to her and resumed kissing her. But this time, it was brief. His mouth slides down her neck. Then her neck collar. Finally, he found her hardened nipple. With a gentle suck, she became lucid in his hands. While he worked that breast, his other hand pulled and rubbed the other nipple. Evangeline gasped then flinch as he gently bites at her sensitive nipple. He continues to work on both boobs, alternating between both at intervals with his hands and mouth until she climaxed. Then he began to act frenzy, apparently needing to sate himself too.
He removed her clothes with practised precision and gently too. All the while, conscious of her budging stomach. When she was completely naked, he proceeded to undress her. Like he did him, fast and smooth. Evangeline let her gaze travel down his whole length. He was stone rigid, and his arousal made her tingle sweetly in her inner thigh. Satisfied with the look in her eyes, Jason joined her in bed. He laid down and gently lifted her on him.
Evangeline was going to protest. She wanted him in deep rides with her. But before she could, he pushed her down in one stride, forcing her to take the whole length of him at once. She moaned out in pleasure. They soon found a rhythm. She swinging down to move deliriously on him while he jerks upward to drive himself deeper into her. Their moans and groans with their passionate lovemaking sweat filled the air. Their lovemaking continued until the early hours of the morning. Both demanding and getting their fill of each other. Exhausted, they had both fallen asleep.
