Interlude — Desiree Holt

Ever fantasise about a hot interlude with a stranger?

Rain-soaked Lisa Graham, unable to get a cab to stop for her, decided to wait out rush hour in a discreet little bar she'd never seen before. She hadn't ever seen Mark, either, the man who invited her to share his private booth. Nor had she ever done the erotic things in public that Mark coaxed her into.

Four drinks into the evening she was feeling totally wanton and completely dominated. And wondering exactly what would come next.