49 - Oakley.

"What are you thinking?" Eva asks, watching me as she spoons her last piece of pie into her mouth.

I raise a brow. "That I can't wait to get you in my bed," I lie.

Her hazel eyes flash with a heat that makes my cock hard as I adjust myself beneath the table. "Is that right, sir?" She lets her spoon drop to the bowl and stands, walking over to my side of the table. Gently, she places her hands on my shoulders and works the knots in them. "I can't wait either," she murmurs.

I growl and grab her hand, yanking her onto my lap.

Eva gasps as I position her with her back to me, allowing her to feel the heavy press of my cock between us. "Oak," she moans, arching her back.

"Perhaps I'll fuck you right here, in this position," I murmur, letting my tongue dart out over the shell of her ear. "Perhaps I'll fuck you in every place in my cottage except the bed."

Eva shudders, her head falling back against my throat.

"Would you like that?"

Eva arches her back in response. "Very much, sir."

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