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Her hands are on my neck and curling in the hair at the base of my head, and I can’t get close enough to her. I press my body into hers, grinding my hips hard. She moans and scratches her nails down my back.

There are too many layers between us. As soon as I start to shrug out of my jacket, Eve slides her hands under the collar and pushes it down my arms. Then she undoes the buttons of my shirt as fast as her fingers can manage.

Her hands on my bare skin are ice-cold, and I hiss in surprise, but she drags them lower, lower, curling her finger just above my pants and then dipping her fingers even lower.

Before she can do anything else to send me over the edge, I grab her wrists and pin them against the wall. Eve arches her back and looks up at me. Her eyelids are low, but there is fire in her gaze. Need. Overwhelming desire.

I press a kiss to her chest, moving lower until I’m between her breasts.

The dress is cut low enough that I can see the gentle curve of the underside of her breasts, as well, and I lick the sensual slope before pulling back the material with my teeth.

Her breasts bounce free of the material, and I circle my tongue around her pointed nipple before sucking it into my mouth.

“Luka,” she moans, closing her eyes and resting her head back on the wall.

I play with her nipple until she is so hard it must be painful, and then I switch to the other breast and do the same thing.

She is so beautiful. It is no wonder there was a bidding war over her. Anyone in their right mind can see she is the most beautiful woman in the room.

Before I can stop myself, I’m imagining what the night would have looked like if I hadn’t won her. If she had gone to another man’s room.

The thought fills me with an indescribable darkness. I stand tall, back rigid, and growl against her warm cheek.

“You are mine,” I growl. “Only mine.”

She nods—desperately, painfully, like every fiber of her wants to let me know that what I’m saying is true.

Eve tugs her hand free of my grip, and I let go, allowing her to dance her way across my abdomen and lower to undo my pants. When she slips her hand inside, I catch my breath.

She wraps her hand around me and strokes me gently, taking her time.

Desire overwhelms me, and I try to grab her and haul her back to the bed, but she avoids my grip and drops to her knees in front of me. I stay perfectly still, breath caught in my chest.

Slowly, she pulls the suit pants down followed by the black boxers, and when I spring free of the soft material, she licks her lips and looks up at me. “And you are mine. Only mine.”

I press one palm against the wall as she takes me in her mouth.

From this angle, I can see her working on me and her breasts bouncing free of the dress, and it is too much.

This night is supposed to last much longer than it is going to if she keeps this up, so I close my eyes and tip my head back.

Her cold fingers are wrapped around each of my thighs for grip as she plunges down on me as far as she can and then draws back slowly, utilizing the perfect level of suction. Then, she licks me from base to tip, and I can’t stand it.

I grab her under the arms, throw her giggling over my shoulder, and walk over to the bed. When I throw her down on the mattress, she is smiling, and I take a minute to enjoy the sight of it.

I wasn’t sure I’d ever see that smile again.

I spread her legs wide and kiss my way under her dress. The black panties she’s wearing are delicate, and I rip them away with one tug. Then, I lick her opening.

Eve sighs and her legs open wider, giving me more access. I dive in greedily.

I lick and suck and flick until she is writhing, and I have to pin her hips to the mattress with my arm. When I add a finger, she nearly bucks us both right off the bed. Then I add another, pulsing into her, but it isn’t until my lips wrap around the tiny bud at the apex of her thighs that she falls apart.

All at once, her body goes fluid and then rigid, and her breathing becomes erratic. There are long pauses punctuated with a gasp and the writhing of her hips.

Eve fists the comforter and bites down on her own cries as her body releases harder than I’ve ever seen. When she is done, she goes limp on the bed.

I wait a moment before I kiss my way up her body, and when I reach her arms, I pull her upright and unzip the dress.

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