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Nothing but sex

Helen’s POV

I tried to ignore Fernando's fixated gaze on me as I wore my clothes, but my efforts proved futile as our eyes continued to meet on multiple occasions.

Sighing, I dropped my stare lower, to the sexy dip of his pecs and the way his strong arms bulged as he supported himself on his elbow while staring at me.

Gosh, I could never catch a break with him.

Why did Fernando have to be so fucking sexy?

Why did I have to give in to his advances and fuck him for a second time?

Just what exactly was wrong with me?

"Are you sure you don't want to stay for breakfast?" Fernando asked, as he stood up from the bed butt naked in search of his clothes.

Even though I had seen him clothless countless times, I was still flustered to see him in his naked glory.

"I could make you some oats," He offered, donning a pair of navy sweatpants which for some perverted reason felt like a blow to my stomach.

"No, I'm good," I said, and my stomach chose that moment to humble me in front of Fernando by rum
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