NINA’S POV

He was a sex god, after all. A pleasure sent up from hell to devour me with every chance he got, or at least that was what I liked to tell myself. There was no way he was able to do this kind of stuff naturally.

It was positively sinful in every way.

“I want you to come with me to something tonight," Mr. Taylor replied as I watched him step from the shower, wrapped in a towel and dripping wet.

“Oh, yeah? Where's that?" I still hadn't had the chance to shower myself. I was still laid in his bed with the sheets draped over me and...