Finally, he moaned, low in the back of his throat. It was as much a release of his body as it was complete satisfaction with her. His body tingled, shivered with aftershocks of pleasure as she settled down on him again. Raylan rubbed his hand up her back slowly, pausing on the back of her neck and holding her there as their lips met.

She could own his body any time, and probably vice versa. But what he wanted was her heart, because she'd never really left his.