Annalise hurried through the crowd, heading straight for the exit, not even stopping to get her hand stamped for readmission or grabbing her purse on her way out. She barreled past the bouncer checking IDs and all but ran around the corner of the building. Away from the lights. Away from curious eyes. Barely making it to a grassy bank before falling to her hands and knees.

He came at her from behind. The shock of the position had Annalise lifting her head, eyes wide. It had never occurred to her that people had sex this way, but then, she was a virgin. Sort of.

Hands roamed over her back, around her sides, and found her breasts. Played them like an instrument. Plumped and pulled and pinched until she was rocking back and forth against her phantom lover, as he plunged deeper and moved one hand to her neck, grabbing her long blond hair. He twisted her head to the side and bit her neck. Annalise couldn’t control her shock. She cried out and started to pant because his other hand came to the inside of her thigh and traveled to where their bodies were joined. He rubbed at the front of her, stimulating a bundle of nerves that Annalise had been unaware of until then.