Eloise stirred awake to a bright morning under a white quilt. She lay still, her consciousness picking on her naked body covered with the quilt and then…the previous night.

Memories flood in. How her parted lips, how uncontrollable moans escaped her lips…his veined arms…his abs…his thrust… his hands groping her…his groans that sent her soul off her body.

Her face turned red as she remembered all of it. Sensations ran through her thighs, thrills ran through her as she hid her face under the cover.

She's had sex before, in her former life. But even that was incomparable to last night's. It was nothing but mind-blowing, erotic, and steamy.

Her...