The Promised Lands
'"I think about you," he whispered. "I think about this, you, your body, every damn hour" he purred against me. His eyes heavy-lidded as he surveyed my body. Pausing at the place my dress was pushed up between my thighs. I groaned, beyond words. I couldn't take much more. He lowered his mouth to my breast and nipped and licked, sending a shiver of pleasure throughout my entire body.
"Get on the ground," he growled, his words guttural, barely recognizable. He threw his clothes off swiftly as I lowered myself onto the wooden slates below…'