We strolled hand-in-hand down the city sidewalks. I was unsure what our future held, but I was excited to walk it with Ben by my side.
Epilogue
Ben
Evesaunteredintomyoffice wearing a little black dress that made me want to flip up the skirt and fuck her over my desk before we went to dinner.
“Are you ready for your present?” she asked from the doorway, holding a rectangular package.
“I was just finishing up, princess. Get your fine ass in here.” I finished what I was typing up, saving it before shutting down the computer.
I gave the gift a cursory glance. “You didn’t need to get me anything. I would have been happy to unwrap you,” I said, lips tugging up at one side.
She laughed. “You should open it now.”
“You don’t want me to unwrap it in front of everyone?”
She wrinkled her nose. “Better not.”
I cocked a brow. “I’m intrigued,” I said, reaching for the box, which she handed over.
I ripped open the paper and tore into the box, pulling out a book with a black cover. Eve was fidgeting nervously as I opened the book to the first page.
It was a photo of her, clad in skimpy black lace, arching her back and giving the camera a smoldering look.
I glanced up at Eve, cheeks flushed, excitement dancing in her eyes.
I turned page after page of her in nothing but lace or silk, in nothing but a sheet, in nothing but those damn heels and a necklace of pearls.
She was the hottest woman on the planet. I’d always known that. But these pictures?
Fuck. My dick was hard.
“Do you like it?” she asked, perching on my desk, her eyes flitting from me to the picture of herself on display in front of me.
I tugged her to my lap, gripping her wrist and putting her hand on my hard cock. “What do you think, princess?”
I didn’t give her a chance to answer my rhetorical question before smashing my lips against hers. My tongue delved into her mouth, greedy for her like I always was.
“When did you have time to get these taken?”
She shrugged, threading her fingers through my hair at the base of my neck. “When your best friend is a photographer, it’s not too hard to persuade her to fit you into her schedule so you can surprise your boyfriend for his 30th birthday.”
I smiled into her neck. “So, I should thank Olivia for all the new spank bank material.”
“Mhmm.” She gripped my tie and pulled my mouth to hers, making my already hard cock even harder. “So, you liked the present?”
“No. Ilovethe present. You look sexy as hell. Seriously, the best birthday gift ever.”
“Good,” she said. “Are you ready to go to dinner?”
My eyes roamed from her strappy black heels up to her thigh.Those damn shoes.
“Are you my dinner? You look fucking edible.”
She shook her head, giving me a coy smile. “I’ll be your dessert.”
“Life’s short. I’ll eat dessert first,” I said, gripping her thigh.
