Prologue

My eyes devoured the outline of his perfect shape.

His big body roiled in sharp restraint and caused a constant wave of strength that battered against me.

He held onto the steering wheel like it might be the one thing that kept him contained.

The only thing grounding him when the world had floated away from us.

Each thirsting for what we knew better than to chase, but right then, after everything that had happened tonight, all rationale ceased to exist.

"You need to stop looking at me like that," he warned in a rough, low voice.

"I don't think I can stop." There I went—a fool who was begging for it.

Heartbreak.

Every muscle in his body flexed, a bristle of repression and a rush of greed. "I'm not sure I can give you what you need."

"You told me last night you knew exactly what I needed."

His tongue stroked out over his lips, and that energy swelled.

Need rose up from the depths to consume.

My thighs pressed together, and his gaze dropped to the action. I squirmed beneath the weight. Beneath the potency that lured me in his direction.

"That's right. You need to come." His words were harsh. A rough scrape of seduction.

"Just once. Tonight."

I thought I could handle it, but I should have known my love for him would grow and he'd become my world.

And him loving me?

It was going to cost everything.