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The sound of the door being locked echoed in the quiet room.

Eva slowly turned and saw her husband standing there in the middle. He was imposing and all but the air around him had truly transformed. His incredible calmness that she had been used to was back.

Staring at the expanse of his broad back, Eva extended her arms to give him another back hug when she stopped. Suddenly remembering what she was supposed to do.

She really wanted to please him because, in the past, it was almost always Gage who had been pleasing her. Although she had tried before, the tables always turned in the end. This time, she was determined to tie him up, ensuring he had no chance to reverse the situation. With this, she would be able to pleasure him to her heart's content.

But then, he mentioned the word ‘punish’ and she couldn’t believe the way her heart raced at the thought of her actually doing such a thing to him. Goodness… she didn’t know she had it in her but since Gage seemed excited about what she was up to as well, it was all the encouragement she needed.

And so, taking a deep, quiet breath, she reached out. Her fingers gently traced a path along his back, moving through the fabric of his shirt from below his nape downwards. He responded with a deep, rumbling sound, and she could almost picture a smile forming on his face.

“I forgot to remove your shirt first before tying you up, my love.” She said as she walked to stand in front of him.

“What do you want to do, hm, darling? Undo and redo my tie or… rip my shirt off?” His smile was so naughty as he said that.

“I’d love to try ripping your shirt but I’m not that strong to do that. I might just end up hurting you.”

“Do you want me to lend you some… strength?”

Eva blinked at him.

“I can do that if you want… and make you momentarily stronger.”

“You really sound like the devil tempting me right now.” She told him as she pressed her finger on his lips.

“But you looked like you’d like the devil to keep tempting you, darling.” He opened his lips, stuck his tongue out and licked her finger.

A shiver ran down her spine but she kept herself under control. Staring at his hot lips, Eva pressed her finger deeper inside his mouth and when he started sucking, and looking like he was enjoying it, Eva almost lost herself in a trance. Watching him in that moment might actually be enough to set her off!

“You’re right. I love it when you tempt me…” she uttered, “it drives me wild, Gage.”

Her other hand shot up to his nape, and she pulled him down for a kiss just as she withdrew her finger from his mouth. Their lips collided and they kissed each other like they were trying to drink each other’s essence.

Eva pulled away first and gazed up at him. “I’d like to try it… ripping the devil’s shirt.” She said, and she didn’t plan it but her tone somehow came out like a command.

“As you wish, my wife.” He replied.

His eyes then turned blood red as he looked down at her right hand.

Eva waited for some extraordinary thing to happen but there was none.

“Go on… try it, Eva. Rip my shirt.” He told her. His eyes were already back to their normal hue.

Though Eva felt nothing special at all, she listened to him. She moved back a little and gripped his shirt. Holding his gaze, she yanked.

The sound of fabric tearing echoed through the room, both surprising and exciting her. She hadn't exerted much strength, yet look at what she had done! Her eyes widened in disbelief as they fell upon his shirt, now ripped apart, revealing his perfect torso. "That was… amazing," she uttered, and in response, he simply smiled.

“Are you going to rip my pants off next?” he asked, mischief shining in his eyes again.

Eva looked down, and her gaze was immediately drawn to the pronounced outline of his arousal. She licked her lip before lifting her eyes to meet his. "No," she replied softly as she slowly lowered herself. She paused when her face was level with his navel and gently placed a butterfly kiss there, all the while maintaining eye contact with him.

He responded with that spine-tingling, rumbling sound, while biting his lip. Eva felt a surge of satisfaction inside.

She pulled back and started to undo his pants so very slowly while making sure not to brush the outline of his cock right before her face.

The moment she freed him, Eva had to remind herself about her goal but damn… he looked so achingly hard. She wanted to trace that protruding veins and lick that reddish tip!

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