Once you’re in a prison gang, you’re in it for life.
That’s what Mason Harding thought until the boss accepted his resignation. After the State releases him on parole, a sexy divorcée behind the wheel of a car almost ends his life quicker than a shank. His chance encounter with Mia Eddison results in a night of passion, but her brother—his parole officer—catches them together and doesn’t approve.
Mia falls hard for the cocky ex-con, but not because of his chiseled body. She vows to break through his walls and discover his secrets, but never expects those secrets to threaten her life.
When members of an organized crime ring kidnap Mia to force Mason’s return to the gang, he goes up against an old friend to save the woman he loves. Will his sacrifice be enough or will everything fall apart in a blaze of gunfire?
“Have you made up your mind yet?”
“I’ll let you know in the morning.” Desire trickled down her spine. Mia nodded toward the passenger side of the car for him to hop in.
He confiscated her keys instead to unlock and open the driver’s side door for her like a gentleman. Then he leaned closer and nuzzled her temple with his nose.
Not sure if he planned to seduce her in the parking lot or if he merely wanted to tease her, Mia pressed her hand to his chest and tried to think straight. “You’re the first guy I’ve gone on a date with since my divorce. I haven’t slept with anyone since Evan.”
He tunneled his fingers through her wavy, chestnut-brown hair. “I haven’t dated anyone in a long time either. We’ll take it slow or fast, whatever you want, but I promise you one thing. After I’m done with you, you won’t even remember that bastard’s name.”
Oh, God. She almost melted right then and there. “Fast. I want you, Mason.”
“Take me to your place and you can have me.”
Mia fought the impulse to shove him against the car and straddle him, and turned to enter the vehicle.
Mason yanked her back to him before she could climb in. Their mouths met in a frenzied rush of need. His tongue twisted with hers in an erotic dance as he circled his arms around her like two steel bands. The scent of aroused male hung thick in the air.
She moaned as Mason’s mouth left hers and suckled the hollow of her neck. “Oh God, yes.” Mia tilted her head to the side and gave him better access as he pinned her to the car. He palmed her waist and trailed his strong hands up to knead her breasts. Her back arched as she gripped his shoulders for leverage.
“Fucking hell, I could take you right now in this damn lot.” Mason lifted his head and stared deep into her eyes. “We need someplace private.”
She swallowed hard to toughen her raspy voice. “You drive. My legs are like jelly.”
He helped Mia into the passenger side of the car and settled himself in the driver’s seat. “Tell me the shortest route, darlin’, before I find a vacant alley and take you there.”