Nathan’s POV

I was having trouble concentrating on anything today. Yesterday, I ran into the girl of my dreams. “Amelie,” I purred. The taste of her name on my lips was delicious. I had never been affected by a woman like this before. I needed to know her, to possess her, to consume her. I thought of all the things that I would do to her. How my lips would taste every inch of her body. How I would make her cum repeatedly until I was ready to claim her and slam myself inside her. Oh, how ...