Ethan stubbed out his cigarette and set it aside on the table. Through the thin layer of fabric between them, he pressed his large hand against her slender waist.

He wasn’t holding back anymore. Gone was the gentle, patient man she knew—he was wild now, almost feral, like a wolf ready to devour her whole.

The golden afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting a warm glow on her body. Her sheer dress shimmered faintly in the light, outlining every curve. The shadow of ...