Still, he looked so gorgeous. Handsome. Masculine. Dangerous. Immediately, that wild thing inside her stretched and unfurled. She felt hot. Very hot. She couldn’t tear her gaze away from him. She told herself he probably had a woman in the house with him, but it didn’t matter. Already, her blood rushed through her veins, so heated she knew she was flushed. Her breasts ached. Her sex spasmed. There was a burning between her legs that was worse than anything she’d ever experienced. She had the mad desire to fling herself at him, tear his clothes off and beg him to pound into her, filling her.

She gripped the steering wheel until her knuckles grew white. His eyes drifted over her, an intense scrutiny that saw way too much. She had never seen a man more sensual in her life.

“Siena.” He said her name softly and took a step toward her.

Her heart hammered madly. God. He was beautiful. Masculine. All roped muscle, wide shoulders and thick chest. With every movement, his very defined muscles rippled. Her mouth watered. Her pulse throbbed deep in her core. His wide shoulders tapered to a narrow waist, and her eyes dropped lower. Her breath caught in her lungs.

“Siena,” he said again, this time firmly. A command.

She swallowed hard and let out her breath slowly. “Elijah.” She could barely get his name out. Her voice didn’t sound the same at all. It sounded husky. Sexy. Not at all her.

They stared at each other. Her breath refused to leave her lungs. He’d sucked all the air from the atmosphere until her lungs burned and felt raw. He looked predatory. Dangerous. Scary. He looked delicious. She licked her lips, holding on for dear life to the steering wheel, otherwise something terrible was going to happen. Her blood thundered in her ears, drowning out common sense.

“My grandfather sent you a belated birthday present, Elijah. A case of his reserve.” She nearly stammered the words. Her voice wasn’t her own. Husky. Sensual. Needy. Hungry.

His gaze drifted over her face and dropped to her chest. She couldn’t control her breathing. “So this is how he does it. He uses you. You’re a part of this? He uses you for his dirty work?” He nearly snarled the words at her. “And you let him?”

She had no idea what he was talking about. She barely heard the words through the roaring of her blood in her ears. She could barely think. Her mind was melting along with her body. So hot. Her breasts were on fire. She needed to drive away. Her finger instinctively went to the starter.

“Don’t.” His voice was low. She froze, her gaze skittering to his. “Get out of that fucking car right now.”