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I remember him coming to my rescue, me following him into the barn, giving him his first taste of a woman, and his inexperienced yet barely reined touch turning me to ash.
Now all I can think about is exposing the dark desire I see deep inside him — having him turn those dark desires on me. That low, gritty voice rasping orders in my ear. Those huge, rough hands holding me down when a storm blows in.
I want his surrender. His control. I want to break him… and have him break me…
172 pages, Kindle Edition
First published September 5, 2016



“I trusted him with my body completely. His size, his quiet nature, his past and fears, none of that could hide his beautiful soul. He’d never hurt me. Ever.”
"The strong and sudden urge to force him to react, to tempt him past his control—to climb that massive, ripped body, wrap my thighs around his hips, and hang on while he bucked into me like an ornery bull, snarling and grunting until we were both spent—was near overwhelming."
“You're my salvation, Abigail," he said, voice low and guttural, each word punctuated with an almost violent thrust of his hips. "Right here, inside you, I'm redeemed. I'm the man you need. I'm yours and you're MINE."


“You're the only face I see anymore, Abigail. The only woman I've ever wanted.”
"I am the only man with the right to touch you, hold you, comfort you. Me. Only me"






You're my salvation, Abigail," he said, voice low and guttural, each word punctuated with an almost violent thrust of his hips. "Right here, inside you, I'm redeemed. I'm the man you need. I'm yours and you're MINE."

You're the only face I see anymore, Abigail. The only woman I've ever wanted.
His nostrils flared. "Sweetheart, I want to hold you down and fuck you so hard the walls shake."










Audio book source: Hoopla
Story Rating: 3 stars
Narrator: Elizabeth Russell
Narration Rating: 3 stars
Genre: Romance
Length: 5h 16m


“Elijah Hays was a man of few words, but his actions somehow did his talking for him. His tender ministrations felt right, perfect, and I edged closer, unable to help myself as he took care of me.”
“I had no idea what was happening between us, but right then it was like I was gasping for air, like I’d been deprived of oxygen. I needed it to survive, this thing between us— this thing only Elijah could give me. And deep down I knew he felt it, too.”
Sherilee Gray
