In a sleek, modern home, Jason Collins, his body a canvas of intricate tattoos, takes charge. The realtor, in her crisp suit, tries to maintain composure as he leans in, his breath hot on her ear, "I want to fuck you on every surface of this house." She gasps, but his hand on her ass, his lips on her neck, make her body betray her. He lifts her, her legs wrapping around him, his cock pressing against her through their clothes. He carries her to the dining table, laying her down, his body covering hers. She arches into him, her professionalism forgotten, her body ready to be his next masterpiece.