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Nico took his time appraising his student, just as she’d done as he approached. She was beautiful in class, wearing jeans and a t-shirt most days, but in a blue one piece suit that did nothing to hide curves that made him salivate, she was simply stunning.

“I didn’t know many people knew about this place,” Eve said in a sultry voice, or at least Nico’s brain made it sound that way.

“I grew up right around the corner from here. My knucklehead brother and I used to come out here all the time. How did you find it?”

I smile tilted her lips, one that told Nico more than her words did. “An old friend brought me here a while ago.”

Nico made fists with his hands, immediately jealous of a man he’d likely never met and never would. Just knowing someone else had touched her, kissed her, maybe even made love to her, stirred a rage that Nico wasn’t familiar with.

“Is this old friend still a friend?” Nico asked, trying to play it cool and knowing he was failing miserably.

Another smile, this one completely for Nico, lifted her lips into the most beautiful grin he’d ever seen. “No, professor Rich, he’s not still a friend. I haven’t seen him an a lot of years.”

Nico bristled ever so slightly at the title. In class all his students called him that, but none of his students had ever struck him the way Eve did. He’d fantasized about her in the privacy of his own home, as he gripped himself in pleasure, more times than he cared to admit. He hadn’t even been able to bring himself to date another woman since he’d met her. No one compared in his eyes. ”Please call me Nico. The semester is over. For today, I think I can just be Nico.”

With a peaceful grin, Eve closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Yes, the semester is over. And so is my college career. I’m done, Nico.”

The way his name sounded rolling off her tongue was so good it had to be sinful. He imagined what it would sound like if she whispered it in his ear before flicking her tongue against his flesh. He hated to admit the thought stirred his cock nearly as much as the sight of her in her swim suit.

“Well, then I suppose congratulations are in order, Ms. Martinez.”

She whipped her head around so fast he nearly got whiplash. “I believe, Nico, that if I can use your first name then you can use mine.”

“Well, Ms. Martinez, I’m afraid that might cross a line because, see, you are way too beautiful for me to get personal with. And if I said your first name I might not be able to keep the effect you have on me to myself.”

Eve’s eyes immediately went to his crotch, which made him smile and made his cock jump. Nico wasn’t sure exactly what she saw, but her eyes widened and a small gasp escaped from her perfect lips. That sound, the smallest of sounds, made him twitch again, hardening under her obvious appraisal. Nico wasn’t sure how much longer he could take her watching his crotch without embarrassing himself so he cleared his throat, drawing her beautiful blue eyes back up to his face.

“So, what is your degree in?”

“Seriously?” Eve asked, cocking her head to the side. “You just told me you want me and you want to talk about my degree?”

Nico shrugged, “It seemed like a safe topic. Besides, I’m trying to stop imagining you naked and talking about school will help.”

She gasped again at his admission and he growled, a low, deep, painful sound that was ripped from his gut. It made her gasp a third time, and Nico grew hard enough to pound nails. “Ms. Martinez, you simply must stop making that sound. If you don’t I might have to throw you over my shoulder and carry you out into that water so I can ravish you. Or better yet, carry you home so I can properly worship you in my bed.”

She gasped again, a sound that sent a jolt straight through him. He took a step toward her, his fists clenched and his brain stuck on one clear objective, to hear that sound in his ear as he touched, kissed, and caressed every last inch of her body.