Chapter 3:

First Taste

The back road grew darker and narrower. Wilder suddenly slowed the SUV and turned onto a small gravel pull-off hidden by thick trees. The engine quieted. My heart hammered as he put the car in park and killed the lights, leaving only the faint glow from the dashboard.

“What are we doing?” I asked, voice shaky with excitement.

Wilder turned in his seat, his intense eyes locking on mine. “Need to check something back there, sweetheart. Come here.” Before I could respond, he reached back with one strong arm, gripped the back of my neck, and pulled me forward over the console. His mouth crashed against...