" Jake continues to sing, his voice growing deep and husky as he drawls out words like hotter, loving, and fucking. Raina chuckles against my throat. “When did country music start dropping F bombs?” “This is the dirty version.” “I bet you think this song’s gonna get you laid.” “I think…” I kiss her mouth, her jaw, and swirl my tongue around her earlobe. “I’m going to spend so much time inside you in the infinite future that your panties will get wet at the sound of my zipper. "

― Pam Godwin , Booted (Trails of Sin, #3)