Riley had always thought she understood desire. At forty-one, with curves that had made men stutter and a confidence earned through years of knowing exactly what she wanted, she believed nothing could shake her. But Leon. Leon wasn't just a man. He was a storm wrapped in restraint. A calm voice that could command her body to betray every defense she'd built. She hadn't meant to enter this world. A whispered invitation, a locked door, a single touch that left her shaking.
Now every thought of him tasted like temptation and danger. Her fear wasn't of pain-it was of losing herself.
Riley had always thought she understood desire. At forty-one, with curves that had made men stutter and a confidence earned through years of knowing exactly what she wanted, she believed nothing could shake her. But Leon. Leon wasn't just a man. He was a storm wrapped in restraint. A calm voice that could command her body to betray every defense she'd built. She hadn't meant to enter this world. A whispered invitation, a locked door, a single touch that left her shaking.
Now every thought of him tasted like temptation and danger. Her fear wasn't of pain-it was of losing herself.