Zayne’s fingers laced through mine as he led me away into the night. I didn’t know where we were heading but I couldn’t wait. I wanted him all over me already. My arousal wasn’t lessening, it was worsening.

Rows of bikes and a few cars sat scattered, gleaming under the moonlight. Zayne walked ahead of me until we reached a black car parked a little apart from the rest.

He opened the door and turned to me, the faintest smile tugging at his lips. “Get in.”

I didn’t even bother to ...