Maya laughed breathlessly as Nicolas pinned her wrists above her head, his mouth hot and demanding on her neck. It had been years since university—those cramped six-bed dorms, stolen kisses in hallways, late-night study sessions that always turned into something more. Now they were all grown, wealthy from their aviation empires, and this private reunion had started innocent enough: champagne toasts, old stories. But the tension snapped fast, clothes shedding like old skins, and now it was ...