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dick. Damn, but that woman had a hold on him like no other. He had never felt passion like he felt with Eve. She was easily the best he’s ever had. His wife—shit, he loved that—knew how to fuck, gave head like she was born to do it, and knew how to make sweet love that made a man feel as though he could die in her arms and be damn happy to do so.
    He pushed open the door and nearly fell to his knees. Adam was greeted with the awe-inspiring vision of his wife in sexy as hell black lace lingerie, thigh-high, black stockings, a garter belt that begs him to use his teeth, and a pair of black fuck me pumps that turned the twinge in his dick to a full on, throbbing erection.
    “Jesus, Eve,” he growled. He dropped his briefcase and keys, not giving them another thought, and kicked the door closed before striding to her.
    “Congratul …”
    It was all she had time to get out before Adam’s mouth crushed down on hers. His tongue plunged into her mouth, possessing her, caressing her tongue in a seductive way that had Eve’s knees buckling. When he tore his mouth from hers to work his magic on his neck, Eve tried speaking again.
    “I have champagne,” she breathed.
    “Fuck the champagne,” he rumbled. “I have all I need right here.” To emphasize his point, he moved his hand down to cup her between her legs. Then he changed tactics, grabbing her ass—her fucking perfect ass—lifting her until she wrapped her legs around his hips.
    “Put the glasses down, baby,” he commands softly in her ear. He walked her to the table near the door, waited for her to comply, then climbed the stairs to their bedroom.
    Eve has always needed some sort of consistency in her life. For her, this came in the form of similarly decorated master bedrooms in each of the properties they owned. Everything from white carpets and linen—Eve’s signature color—to the platform bed as big as an ocean in the middle of the room. He walked up that platform, and released Eve until she stood before him.
    “How long do we have?”
    “Long enough to get the celebration going.” Eve reached for Adam’s tie, loosening it and sliding it from his neck. “Not long enough to do everything I want to do to you,” she whispered against his lips.
    “Fuck.” His cock was jumping. Throbbing. The need for Eve was almost excruciating. She was unbuttoning his shirt, and he left her to it as he let his hands roam her toned, sensual body. His hands engulfed her swollen breasts. They were slightly bigger now after she had Bella, and Adam certainly wasn’t complaining. He dipped his head to taste her, slipping her nipple into his mouth, sucking. Biting. Her murmurs of pleasure washed over him as she slides his shirt off his shoulders. He wanted to continue his journey down her body, but she stopped him.
    “No, amant . This is to celebrate your accomplishment.”
    “That’s what I’m trying to do, beautiful.”
    Eve smiled, that beautiful, gut-wrenching smile, and worked his belt. She turned them until Adam’s back was to the bed. Unbuttoning his pants, she let them fall to his feet, along with his boxer briefs, then nudged him until he sat on the bed. Eve got to her knees in front of him, grasping his cock in her hand.
    “I love that I do this to you.” She stroked him as she looked into his eyes. He groaned, moving his hips to the rhythm of her hand. She tipped her head, using her tongue to stroke him this time. Adam’s head fell back in complete ecstasy feeling her hot tongue roll over him. When she took him into her mouth, he fisted his hand into her hair, guiding the bobbing of her head.
    “That feels good, baby.”
    Her answering moan vibrated against his cock, sending a thrill right through to his core. She sucked him like it was her favorite thing to do, and right at this moment, he believed it was.
    God he felt good in her mouth. Tasted even better. Eve couldn’t get enough of him. He was smooth as velvet, and so hard her sex ached to have