His breath hissed out, and suddenly his calloused finger traced a line down her spine, causing her nipples to peak and tighten with awareness, sharp spikes of desire shooting to her core.

He slid the sides of her dress down and the garment dropped to the floor, leaving her bared to him in more ways than just physical. She hadn’t been prepared for such intensity, though she should have been. Everything about Ethan Knight was potent. Tonight had the power to change her world except, as he’d reminded her, it was one night.

A night never to be shared with anyone. She’d ignored the dagger she’d experienced at being relegated to his dirty secret, telling herself she understood. Sometimes there were reasons for discretion, and with everything at stake for him with the Miami Thunder Stadium, his request made perfect sense.

Even if it dug at the very pieces of her heart that she’d glued together over the years.

Tonight was about sex. Desire. A yearning so strong she was ready to give up the thing she’d held on to, waiting for the right time. The right man.

She’d found him, she thought, turning and finding herself in his arms, backed against the wall, his mouth coming down hard on hers.

Chapter Three

Ethan kissed Sienna like a starving man, and that’s what he was. A man deprived of human connection and affection for longer than he cared to remember. Everything about this woman called to his deepest primal instincts to take and possess. He didn’t care what family she belonged to or how she could screw up his business, he just wanted her.

And she’d made the overture, which meant she was on board.

Her lips were soft, her body ready for him. He lifted her into his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist as he backed her against the wall. For as much as he desired her and wanted to lose himself inside her, he let himself indulge first in her taste, a minty sensation that let him know she must have brushed her teeth during her little bathroom escape.

He slid his tongue around her mouth, warming up the coolness so he could experience her flavor for himself. It was a hot kiss, one he got lost in until the soft moan that came from the back of her throat reverberated throughout his body.

He slid his fingers into her soft hair, curled his hand around the long strands, and tipped her head to the side, his mouth trailing from her lips to her neck, nuzzling the delicious skin there. She held on to his forearms, taking what he gave and finding his mouth again so she could return the kiss with equal fervor. Not passive, she began to pull at the lapels of his jacket, pushing them off his shoulders.

He slid her down the length of his body, feeling her soft suppleness arousing him. With shaking hands, she began to work at the buttons of his shirt until he couldn’t stand the delay and ripped open the sides, sending the small studs scattering.