Wild Thing — Anne Stuart

They needed no words between them...

The man had no identity, no past, and the mind of a genius packaged in rippling muscles and sun-seared skin. It was Dr. Elizabeth Holden's job to uncover the mystery of this man, who seemed to speak only the language of the flesh.

His blatant masculinity frightened and excited her all at once. But his savage facade hid a vulnerability only she had glimpsed. And like an animal forging through the deepest...darkest...densest woods, Elizabeth longed to give in to her primitive, unexplored desires. But was she ready to shed her inhibitions and let the real woman within her run wild...?