Grace POV

My body still trembles. Aftershocks ripple through me---waves of heat that won't stop.

I'm sprawled against Ethan's chest, gasping. His hand stays between my legs, fingers still inside me. Possessive. Claiming.

'That just happened. In a car. On the way to court.'

He shifts beneath me. My dress is bunched around my hips, underwear soaked, thighs sticky.

Then he pulls his hand away.

I watch---can't look away---as he brings his fingers to his mouth. ...