The coat whispered against my skin as it slipped off my shoulders, pooling at my feet like a spilled secret. The air in his hallway was cooler than mine, carrying a faint scent of his cologne, musky, with hints of sandalwood that made my head spin. I stood there naked, my nipples tightening into hard peaks from the chill, my pussy already throbbing, slick warmth trickling down my inner thighs. Every breath I took felt heavy, loaded with anticipation of what was to come.

Nick’s eyes raked over me, dark and feral, his chest rising and falling fast. He slammed the door shut with a thud that echoed through the...