James Garrison has ruled the rink and his team for years, his slight limp a reminder of the control he must never lose. Then the new physiotherapist Lydia Cresswell puts her hands on him and asks him for nothing at all. Her shy innocence makes him crave the one thing he has denied himself.
The equipment room door locks at dawn, and behind it he tells her exactly what he expects. She could walk out. Instead she offers the virgin submission only he is rough enough to claim.
The championship and his reputation are at stake, yet her yielding could expose the weakness he hides beneath his dominance. He tells her to be in the equipment room before the team arrives.
