I promise. I promise, you have my heart, and you have me. You will always have me.

Why won't you take me, Remington?" He groans and pulls me closer. "Because I want you too much".

I promise. I promise, you have my heart, and you have me. You will always have me.

You tie me up in knots. I want to play you a thousand different songs so you can get a clue of what... I feel inside me.

We won't be having an affair." I stare dumbly, certain I just heard an organ in my body crack in my chest. His hands clamp around me, and he crushes me to his body as he slides his nose along the shell of my ear. "When I take you, you'll be mine," he says, a soft promise in my ear.

We taste and suckle each other, and I'm so thirsty he could feed me his kiss all night and I'd still be dying in the desert.

….he grabs my wrists and pins my arms up above my head, locking them in one hand. "Are you mine?" he asks gruffly, as his hand returns between my thighs and briefly enters me. I gasp. Undone. Delirious. "I'm yours." His expression is tense, ravenous, so hot as he scrapes his finger deep into my channel. "Do you want me inside you?" My need clogs my windpipe as pleasure shoots down my legs. "I want you everywhere. All over me. Inside me.