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Even though I could not see them, I knew his eyes were on me as he undressed. His shirt hit the floor, revealing the outline of his perfect, rock-hard abs. He sat on the edge of the bed with his back to me, removing his shoes and socks.  
    I wanted to reach over and touch him, but I made myself stop. Undoing his belt and zipper, his trousers were off in seconds. He stood and turned again, facing me. Now it was his perfect, rock-hard cock that I could make out, straining through his shorts. Only then did he speak.
    “I’ve missed you, Holly,” he whispered, lying beside me on the bed.
    His hand brushed my cheek, pushing back my messy hair. His face met mine, my reward for waiting, a soft kiss. My arms instinctively went round him, pulling him close until his body was pressed tight against me. I buried my head in his skin, drinking in his smell. I wanted him to take me, consume me, fill me. There was no question I was his. I had already surrendered.  
    My hands moved up and down his back, his skin smooth and supple. He was kissing me properly now, and my tongue probed his, leaving him in no doubt of my desire. I wanted him hard and fast, deep and dirty.  
    He reached for the straps of my camisole, pushing them down off my shoulders until my pert breasts were exposed. A moan escaped from me as his hand met my bare skin. His touch on my erect nipples was sending electric shocks through my nerve endings.  
    I reached down to his shorts, and just the feel of his bulging there was enough to drive me crazy. With one hand I removed his underwear, so that his cock sprang free. My other hand was already touching myself, my pussy wet and ready for action. I had not been expecting a visitor tonight, and this was a welcome surprise.
    “Jeez, Holly, I’ve never seen you like this before. You’re so hot tonight, you’re on fire. You haven’t even said hello,” he murmured, moving down on me now, a soft trail of kisses that made me quiver.  
    I remained silent as he devoured me, until my ecstasy gave way to a deep cry of exquisite pleasure. Afterwards, he tried to hold me, but I pushed him away.  
    He rose, fumbling on the floor for his clothes. It wasn’t long before the sound of footsteps and a click of the door told me he was gone again. I hadn’t even seen his face.  
    “Nick?” I cried, too late. Instead, it was a nightmare of Adam’s boots, walking around the apartment by themselves, that haunted me until I jolted back into consciousness.  
    The apartment was roasting, and I was gasping for water. I emptied the glass beside the bed between my lips, the liquid loosening my tongue from where it was stuck to the top of my mouth.  
    The alarm clock flashed 02:14AM. I got up and fiddled with the ancient air-conditioning controls on the wall. It was jammed. I smacked the wall in frustration. Let’s face it, the air-con was the least of my problems right now.
    I walked down the hallway, stopping in the bathroom to splash my face with water. The pregnancy test kit was calling me from its place on the ledge above the sink, where I had left it in readiness for the morning. Shut up.  
    In the living room, my cell phone screen was lit up.
    Are you awake? I’m coming over to ravish you. Right now x
    I tapped a quick reply.
    You just did. In my dreams. Go home. You’re drunk x
    My guess was right. Nick’s next text came back full of smiley faces and heart icons. Bless him.  
    On my way back down the hallway, I could still hear the taunts of the pregnancy test from the bathroom shelf. Turning the light on, I opened the box and read the instructions.  
    It wasn’t morning yet, but it was near enough. Would that still work? There were two tests in the packet. I reasoned with myself that I could always do the second one later. I couldn’t wait any longer. I had an urge to pee now anyway.  
    Sitting on the toilet seat, I took a deep breath and held the plastic stick under my urine flow. There was only a trickle. Was that