Anna's POV:

I gasped as cool air hit my exposed skin, my voice a mix of shock and reluctant arousal.

The car's interior was dim, illuminated only by the faint glow of the dashboard lights filtering through, casting shadows that made his features sharper, more intense. "In the car?" It felt reckless, exposed even in this isolated spot, but the idea sent a thrill through me—illicit, urgent, a far cry from the luxurious beds we'd shared before.

"Here," he growled, his ...