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Golden.  

Eve's sultry eyes stared right back at me, warming me up, making me hard as rock. Her lips parted as those slim fingers reached up for me, wanting to hold me. She was sprawled all over the couch, dressed in that maddening dress from Maxwell's ball.  

Well technically, undressed. The dress was beneath her lovely breasts, pushing the beauties up for me to see. Teasing me and driving me mad. My mouth watered.  

She belongs to another. She isn't yours to take. My mind repeated like a mantra somewhere far away.  

A taste, I told myself. Just another taste. Just another taste and I would be fine. 

"What do you think about the showroom, Mr Stone?" 

I blinked and the image of Eve sprawled over the couch disappeared. There was just a blue couch with frills at the edges. &n

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