Ian grabbed her around the waist with one arm and lifted her until she straddled him. Sitting on the bed, not leaving her body, kissing her throat, her breasts, her ear.... Every movement was a wave of desire breaking, slamming into them, pulling at them with a force neither of them had ever known before.

—Lia, look at me —he begged her, because despite having her, trembling and surrendered as no other lover had ever surrendered to him, Ian was terrified, terrified that she