Evil of Love
Author N.L. Echeverria
Warning: This book is for mature audience only due to sex, language and violence.
“I can’t take it! I’ve been craving you ever since I saw you the other day. I haven’t stopped thinking about you since you disappeared ten years ago! I need you Steph. I’m sorry…” -Eric Sutherland
Stephanie Wilcox never saw it coming after giving up that life ten years ago of constantly being verbally and emotionally abused by her drunken father. She didn’t run, but when she left, she never looked back. Forced by her abusive father to live with her Aunt Elizabeth, she had to leave behind the one person that had shown her true love. In her mind, Eric Sutherland, deserved so much more and being with her would only bring him down. She never stopped loving the sun-kissed boy who held her hand and touched her kindly.
It was years later when Stephanie met Travis Barnes, a young self-made billionaire who swooped in and helped mend some of her loneliness. However, after marrying Travis, he began to show who he really was and he was the type of man she was accustomed to, after growing up with an abusive father, and regardless of his flaws she still loves him. After all, why would she deserve any better?
Eric broke, his kindness, his pure heart, it all fell apart that day Stephanie left. He did all he could to reach her, but it was hopeless. All the sadness, anger, and sorrow built up inside him over time and no one could replace the love he had for Stephanie. Fighting has been his outlet and now as a well-known UFC undefeated fighter, his career is all he has, but no matter how hard he tries to forget her, he can’t.
Ten years later he comes face to face with those large brown eyes that belong to the one girl he’s always loved and everything changes. This time he won’t let her get away.
There are many versions of ME. I’m a wife of an amazingly supportive husband, a mother of three beautiful boys that inspire me every day, a friend, a dedicated worker always looking to succeed, an author with characters and stories always on my mind and then there is Me. The woman that loves to stay up late and sleep in, takes ten minutes every morning before the kids are up to sit and have a quiet cup of coffee. The woman that loves staying up late with a good book and getting lost in the words. Enjoying a glass of wine with dinner to wind down from my long days. A person who is still a girl at heart, loving to smile, laugh and have fun whenever the opportunity arises. My favorite place is still the beach because nothing is more peaceful then listening to the sounds of the ocean against the shore. This is all a part of who I am and I LOVE being me!
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~ Eric Sutherland and Stephanie Wilcox get close ~
“We have to slow down,” he whispers in my ear as he kisses my neck. “I want you to enjoy every moment of this.”
“I want you, Eric,” I gasp, clenching at his back, thrusting my hips towards him, needing him.
“Don’t worry; I’m going to make you cum over and over again. Just be patient,” he responds, thrusting two fingers inside me, and I dig my nails into his skin in response.
Gently moving his fingers within me at a deliciously satisfying pace he begins to move back down between my legs, he places his tongue on my throbbing clit, sucking gently while his fingers continue to pleasure me. It doesn’t take long before I’m climbing to climax and uncontrollably I begin to move my hips with the same pace of his fingers, screaming his name as the orgasm moves through my body and between the sound of my wet pussy covering his fingers and the pressure he’s putting on my clit with his talented tongue, I let out a loud moan as I release and in this moment he removes his fingers, quickly finding my pussy with his tongue and thrusting it inside me, sucking all my juices until I’m finished.
God, I want to feel him inside me. I watch as he pulls away licking his lips, his eyes heavy and he moans with pleasure. “You taste delicious,” he says, moving back up to me. This time he pulls me up with him to lie on the bed completely and he takes my mouth in his. The salty flavor of me mixed with him has me swooning in pleasure.
I can’t take it anymore. My skin is burning all over and my insides are craving him to join me. I grab at his pants attempting to pull them down, but his hands stop me. “Not yet,” he groans into my mouth.
“Please, I want you,” I plead, and that’s all it takes. He doesn’t deny me any longer. He swiftly pulls off his pants and his long thick cock springs free. A grin spreads across my face. Fuck, could he be any more perfect? Tossing his pants to the floor and turning back to me, I grab him before he can reject. Gripping his cock in my hand, I rub the head with my thumb, craving to place it in my mouth. His green eyes watch me, fueled with desire, as I move down, kissing his smooth hard stomach, until I reach what I want. At first I go slow, not being too greedy, placing him gently in my mouth. After he’s nice and wet with my saliva I take him completely in my mouth. I feel his head push against the back of my throat and I go deeper until I’ve consumed all of him.
“Fuck!” the words escape his mouth and I look up at him while he’s completely inside my mouth.
~ Stephanie’s Point Of View ~
~ Eric Sutherland and Stephanie Wilcox encounter each other again after ten years ~
As I push through the crowded sidewalks I come to a tent that has a table filled with what looks like a variety of candies. It’s not often I get to eat sweets so I take advantage of this moment. I step up to the white clothed table and peer at the caramel sweets that are in front of me. I look up to see a larger lady with blonde hair that’s tightly pulled back.
“Is this caramel?”
“Yes. It’s our specialty,” the woman replies smiling.
“Can I get two pieces?”
“Of course. That will be $2.50.”
I pull my money from my purse as the lady grabs the two small squares placing them in a napkin and handing them to me. As I turn around placing one of the small bites in my mouth the flavor explodes and I close my eyes savoring it. The caramel is smooth and melts on my tongue. I start walking and place the second piece in my mouth enjoying every bit of flavor. Stopping at a water fountain nearby I bend down taking a sip of the ice cold liquid.
I hear a deep voice call from behind me and I turn, wiping the water from my mouth as I look into a pair of brilliant green eyes and I blink a few times unsure if what I’m seeing is real; the man from my past standing right in front of me.
“Stephanie Wilcox?” the man asks again and I almost choke on my own spit as I’m barely able to respond, still in shock.
“Eric? Yeah! I mean it’s Stephanie Barnes now.” Right as it comes out of my mouth I want to take it back. Eric Sutherland’s standing right in front of me. Do I want him to know I’m married? What the hell is he doing here?
“Well, Mrs. Barnes. You look incredible! It’s been so long.” He looks down at me and then almost like old times wraps his arms around me pulling me in for a hug and I take in the smell of his cologne and the feel of my cheek against his hard chest. He’s taller and broader then when we were kids. Still in shock I have no idea what to say, I hug him back and smile. But too quickly the smile leaves me and I’m faced with real life. There is no point in getting all excited about seeing him.
~ A small look into Travis Barnes ~
I step out of my car, straightening my suit before heading into the building. The large glass doors open automatically and I make my way to the elevator. I go to press the top floor button but I see a blonde woman who I easily recognize running towards me, so I hold the elevator allowing her to get in.
“Mr. Barnes, thank you.”
“You’re welcome. How are you this morning Vanessa?”
Those deliciously painted red lips of hers part into a soft smile, “I’m doing fine and you?”
“Well,” I respond, and the rest of the elevator ride is in silence.
Vanessa is my receptionist. She’s been begging me to fuck her for two years now. She doesn’t say it, but constantly I find her leaning over my desk, showing me way too much cleavage. She always comes to work in short skirts and low cut blouses. I could take her right now and she’d let me, but I don’t. Not because I’m married necessarily, but because all she’s after is my money and the last thing I’m going to do is ruin my reputation as a good loyal man for some slut.
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