Something about her fingers in his hair, nails on his scalp, made him feel grounded. Safe. His eyes slid closed, and he let out a quiet sigh, warm breath falling across her skin, until the touch was gone and she started to undress.

He'd always appreciated the detail she put into her lingerie. It made things that much more satisfying when he was able to dismantle that composed businesswoman and completely take her apart from her core.

Raylan watched her, propped up on his elbows until she pushed him down again, crawling over his body. He started kicking his boots off, raising his head to kiss her as his hands roamed newly-bare skin.