CHAPTER 4: NICK
At the first knock, Nick opened the door. Just the thought of Sarah had made him hard. His nostrils flared when he saw her. Everything but l**t left his brain and body.
She had her hair pulled up in an elegant chignon and she wore a sexy black dress that hugged her curves. She looked sophisticated, untouchable and he wanted her on her knees sucking his c**k. He frowned slightly as his gaze landed on her shoes—flats again. He stepped aside. He’d make her take them off. Bare feet were sexy.
“Hi,” she said as she slipped past him.
He inhaled sharply as her breast brushed against his arm. That’d been on purpose. He’d given her plenty of room. Someone wanted to tease. He was more than up for that. He closed the door, leaning against it. “Take off your clothes.
