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CHAPTER EIGHT

Ivy

Anticipation is swirling through me, making it impossible to sit still as I follow Dane’s truck up the winding mountain road.

I’ve never had feelings like this. He ignites me. He sets me off like the best kind of adrenaline rush.

I feel like my body has come alive in a new way. A lustful thrill rushes through me all the way to my toes as I turn the bend and let out a little moan. I’ll do anything he wants. I’m completely at his mercy. I’m at his mercy and loving it. I’m aching all over for him. I’m desperate for his sexy hands, his delicious mouth, his rock hard cock. I want it all.

This is all moving so fast. I don’t know what’s come over me, but I don’t want to hit the brakes. I want him. In every way. It’s all I can think about. My body is throbbing.

That was the best date I’ve ever had. It flew by and before I knew it, he was paying the bill and we were heading out. I couldn’t end it there. I couldn’t. So, I did the boldest thing I’ve ever done and asked for a tour of his house.

But with the way I’m feeling, we won’t make it past the foyer before our clothes start coming off.

The way he was looking at me in that restaurant—like there was no one else around us, like I was all his, like I already belonged to him—oh man, it makes me shiver.

Heat curls low in my stomach, spreading through me until I have to shift in my seat. I’m falling for him, which should probably scare me more than it does, but right now the excitement is drowning everything else out. I want to be near him. I want him touching me again. I want to see what happens when there’s no alleyway, no town meeting, no crowded restaurant, no reason to pull away.

His brake lights flash ahead and I follow him up a long private drive surrounded by towering pines.

Then his house comes into view.

Of course Dane lives here.

It’s beautiful without being flashy, a large modern mountain house built from old timber and stone, with huge windows looking out over the valley and warm lights glowing inside. There’s a wide porch, a stone chimney, and enough forest around it to make the whole place feel private and hidden from the rest of the world.

It’s beautiful, private, imposing, and rugged.

Very Dane. It suits him well.

And I love it already.

I park beside his truck and shut off the engine.

For a second, neither of us moves. My heart pounds as I steel myself, excited and ready for whatever is about to happen.

I’m twenty-four and have never been naked with a man.

Tonight, that’s all going to change.

His door opens.

I swallow hard and open mine too.

I step out and look over the roof of my car at him.

He’s standing beside his truck, watching me with a sensual heat burning in those beautiful green eyes. Everything I felt in that alley comes roaring back twice as hard.

The lust.

The ache.

The desperate need to feel his mouth on mine.

Last time, I pulled him in for a kiss, but I’m not going to stop there. I’ll combust if I don’t get more.

We walk to the door and as soon as he can see my body, his gaze drops down my length, slowly admiring every inch of me before returning to my face. The hunger in his eyes makes me ache between my legs.