KOURTNEY

The drive back to the mansion had been an intense haze of both sexual tension and secret touches.

Immediately we pulled out of his firm's underground parking lot, his hand immediately found my silk-cladded thigh in what I first thought was an accidental graze.

But then his fingers had lingered just long enough to let me know he was being deliberate and I'd immediately felt a fresh wave of heat through my body.

By the time he pulled into the long, winding driveway of his mansion, I was a total nervous wreck, my skin feeling three sizes too small for my body.

Then the heavy front door swung open,...