Then I was flipped over. His body was half over me, pinning my lower half to the mat while his arms wove under mine to immobilize me. My forehead kissed the mat thanks to his big hand on the back of my neck.

“Or like this?” His velvet voice was deceptively innocent.

And he rolled me, pressing with his knees as he moved me to my side. One of my arms was over my head, no thanks to anything I could do. I was helpless against his power. And frustrated because he didn’t hold the pin for long. Each time he moved, I mourned the loss of his body heat.

His chest was pressed to my side. I’d seen Jason get out of this move before, but I couldn’t roll through. Aiden sank low on his hips, allowing no wiggle room.

Again I was stuck due not only to his size, but also the impressive skill that hadn’t waned as much as I’d have thought for a guy who hadn’t wrestled beyond high school.

“Yes, just like that.” I was more breathless than my level of exertion dictated.

He released me and spun around until he was over me, chest to chest. The smile was gone, and blazing heat filled his dark gaze.

He dropped his head so his voice was in my ear. “I never mess with you, Kate.” A shiver coursed down my body and I unconsciously spread my legs to make room for his body. “Except for today.” He lifted his head until his gaze captured mine. “But I think you’ve been holding out on me.”

“I don’t hold out…” The lie died on my tongue. The intensity of his stare captured me like a tractor beam. He was joking, but he wasn’t.

I didn’t necessarily hold out on him, but I wasn’t my genuine self. I’d tried to make myself into Kate King, wife of King Oil CFO Aiden King. A successful and wealthy man from a well-respected family didn’t need a dumpy spouse. I hadn’t been Kate McDonough around him—ever. As soon as he’d asked me out, I’d started dressing better. Using more makeup than just a swipe of mascara and lip gloss. I acquiesced, I didn’t argue, and I didn’t ask for more.

“Don’t you?” he murmured. He dipped his head and pressed a kiss along my jaw. “Then why didn’t I know you could execute a flawless double-leg takedown on a much larger opponent?” Another kiss as his weight shifted and settled squarely over me. “Why didn’t I know that you don’t like backing down from a challenge, especially if it’s from your husband?” The next kiss landed by my mouth and I squirmed against the growing erection pressing against my stomach. He feathered his mouth over mine. “What else don’t I know about you?”