"I apologize in advance." He cocked his head to the side. "For?" "Ruining you for any other man on this planet. I'm going to fuck you, Indie. So hard you'll think about me years from now, when you lie under your boring, missionary-loving husband. I will own every orgasm, every shiver, every wave of pleasure inside you. From here on out, it will be me. Just me. And for that, I truly am sorry."