The Savior (Black Dagger Brotherhood, #17)

by J.R. Ward

“I want to taste you,” she moaned. Well, didn’t that just about send him over the edge. But he pulled her back onto his hips. “Yes. Later, though—” “No, now.” As her hand circled his shaft, he nearly snapped his spine as he jerked back into the sofa. Then she was between his knees on the floor, her open mouth going down to his head. “Now is also good,” he mumbled as he watched her swallow him deep. “Oh, shit, now is so good.”