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“Pull out my cock,” he orders.

My trembling hands fumble with his khaki shorts, finally unfastening them. I slip my hand into his boxers and pull out his dick.

Pre-cum shines on the tip. I run my finger along the head, then bring it to my mouth and taste the salty fluid.

“Fuck,” he groans like he’s about to lose his shit.

Nick hastily tucks himself back into his shorts and zips them up.

He stands and carries me into the house. A wave of coldness washes over my body, making me shiver.

“Shit, you’re cold.” He places me on my feet.

“I’ll get you warmed up. Don’t move from that spot,” he commands.

Nick strides towards the fireplace, tossing a few logs onto the grate. "I can't have you freezing," he mutters, before using a lighter to ignite the logs. The orange flames dance across his handsome features.

He quickly heads into the kitchen to wash his hands before returning with two bottles of water.

"Drink some water," he says, handing me one of the bottles. "I don't want you to be under the influence of what's about to happen."

"Nick, I'm not drunk."

He comes closer to me. "Just humor me."

We both take a sip of water, but his eyes linger on my exposed breasts. Nick then takes my half-empty bottle from my hand and places our drinks on the coffee table.

“I’ve given you a few minutes to think. Do you still want to fuck?” he asks.

“Yes, Nick.”

He walks over casually, swiftly removes my shirt, and tosses it onto the floor. I move closer to him, grab the hem of his t-shirt, and pull it off over his head. My gaze falls upon his bare chest, and I can't resist touching him. My fingers glide through the soft black hairs on his pecs and torso.

He grabs the side of my neck and presses his lips against mine. The kiss is intense and forceful, leaving my lips feeling tender when he finally breaks away.

Nick quickly pulls his shorts and boxers down his chiseled thighs. He lets them fall to the ground and kicks them away, followed by his boat shoes and socks.

His impressive cock bobs between us.

I drink in his body carved from stone. The man is absolutely stunning. I hadn’t even seen a man’s body this ripped, other than in the porn movies I watch from time to time.

He falls to his knees in front of me and quickly removes my shorts, leaving them around my thighs. With a trail of kisses, Nick makes his way down to my stomach and then proceeds to hook his thumbs in the waistband of my panties. He slowly pulls them down, taking in my scent as he does so.

“Fuck,” he roars.

I caress his jaw. “Nick?”

“Yes?”

“Sometimes it feels like you're staring at me a little too intensely," I say with a nervous laugh. “But I know you're not obsessed with me.”

I can't believe I just said that.

His eyes show a mixture of pain and desire. "Ever since you accidentally bumped into me, I've been obsessed with you."

My education is my focus. Not a boyfriend. This has to be a one-night stand.

I pull his head against my breasts. “Nick, this weekend has to be a onetime thing. Yes, it will be,” I add.

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