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“Oh god,” she gasps. “Oh god…”

“Look at me!” I command. “I want to watch you unravel, Eve.”

The second her blue gaze lands on my face, she starts pulsing, her innermost muscles spasming. Her lower body convulses, and her eyes roll up in the back of her head. She lets out a strangled groan, the sound of it like music to my ears.

“Fuck, Eve,” I grit out as I watch her coming, my fingers shoved deep inside of her. I can feel her body pulsing, spasming, her wetness growing as I continue fucking her through her orgasm. She’s writhing uncontrollably. She’s so beautiful, so fucking sexy, it almost makes me come just seeing her like this.

I sink to my knees when she’s done and lap up all her juices, my body shivering at the taste of her sweet nectar. And when I’m done, I position myself between her quivering thighs and push my cock inside of her still-spasming pussy.

She’s white-hot around me, my swollen cock so close to the edge that it only takes a few pumps before I’m shouting her name at the top of my lungs.

“Eve! Fuck!” I growl, my entire body building up into an earth-shattering release that has me shuddering so deeply I can only surrender to it.

Only a few seconds later I feel my balls draw up and my cock start to twitch. I jet pulses of semen across her lower body, my eyes closing briefly as I come so hard that it almost hurts. I hear a strange sound, only realizing moments afterward that it is a low moan escaping my chest. I desperately thrust a few final times, wringing out every drop of pleasure left in my body.

When I open my eyes and let myself sag onto the mattress beside Eve, I’m unable to speak. She twines herself around me, seeking my mouth, and I kiss her with lazy flicks of my tongue.

I close my eyes and let myself drift, my arm encircling Eve’s waist, my nose buried in her honey-scented hair, as I hold her as close to my body as I can.

“Let’s go on another date. Let’s enjoy our lives together, Eve. It’s time.”

“I’d love to,” she says, her voice soft and sweet in my ear.

ChapterThirty-Three

Eve

I twirl in the mirror,watching the skirt of my long black dress swirl around my ankles. Carter is due to arrive any moment, and I’m putting the final touches on my outfit. I eye my jewelry selection and choose a pair of simple gold hoops and add my mother’s strand of pearls.

I run my hand along the shiny pearls, wishing my mother was here for at least the millionth time since she’s been gone. I know she’d love Carter. I wish I could pick up the phone and gush to her about him, send her a photo of the two of us all dressed up and going out together.

How I’d love for her to see me in love with a good man.

But that won’t happen.

I sigh as I try on shoes in the mirror. When Carter knocks at the door, I’m ready and eager to see him.

I throw the door open and fly into his arms, his instant laughter like music to my ears.

“Ready for the opera, Madame Butterfly?”

I laugh with him and nod enthusiastically. We aren’t off to see Madame Butterfly, but the Magic Flute, but his joke is funny anyway.

“I’m ready,” I say, taking a step back and twirling in a circle for him, my skirt flying out around my body.

“You look stunning, babe,” he says, beaming with happiness. He gathers me into his arms and kisses me deeply, gently. My body responds, remembering the intense love making sessions we’d had to tear ourselves away from so we could get ready for our date. I could still feel Carter’s hands and mouth on me, still feel his cock buried deep inside of me.

“You look quite handsome yourself,” I reply. He’s wearing a well-tailored dark suit, his white dress shirt unbuttoned at the neck, his hair slicked back. He looks sexy and polished and I have the sudden urge to tousle his hair and pull him into my bed. I run my hands over his shoulder, shaking my head slowly as I admire him. I reach down and grip his cock through his pants, relishing in the groan that escapes from his mouth as I do. “God, Carter. You’re so fucking hot. I want to just take you back to bed.”

He growls and grabs my hand and pulls it away.

“Don’t tempt me, Eve,” he replies. “I have half a mind to bury my head under your skirt, but how about we do all that when we come back home? I want to go out into the world with you. I want everyone to know you’re mine.”

His words light up my heart.

“Deal,” I give in, trying to push away the intense arousal I feel just by looking at him. “But it’s not easy,” I remind him.

He chuckles and shifts his cock around in his slacks. “You think this is easy for me? You drive me crazy, Eve.” He reaches out a hand and caresses my bare shoulder before planting a feathery kiss on it. “I want you every second of every day. I can’t stop thinking about how it feels to have my cock buried so deep inside your pussy.”

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