CHAPTER 2: NICK
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Nick paced in the hotel living room while Sarah got ready—whatever that meant—in the bedroom. According to her instructions, he’d had this room rearranged. He frowned at the couch, his favorite piece of furniture ever, as it sat abandoned in the corner. In its place was a desk with two chairs, one behind it and one in front. It had a few books, papers, pens and a laptop on it.
He loved the couch but the desk might be fun too. He could sit her on top or bend her over it while he f****d her from behind. He tugged on the front of his dress slacks, his thoughts not helping his already partially aroused state. He wasn’t sure how her fantasy of the naughty professor would play out, but it didn’t matter. Sarah was here so he was hard. It was like his d**k rem
