A cool tingling shiver ran through me as I sensed his presence. What was this feeling?
I lay deeply buried in the ground with moist dirt covering my bare form. His deep rumbling voice reached me in seconds before I felt his calloused, searching hands erotically grasp my body. He pulled me to him and my breath caught.
His hands brushed the dirt off my naked figure and I had enough modesty to blush under his intense stare that carnally raked my body, observing. Those eyes could make me do anything they wanted.
"The perfect potato," he muttered and I trembled as his rough voice reached my ears and caressed me deep within, bringing an unfamiliar feeling of pleasure. "Put it with the others."
My heart broke.
{M}
