She rose to her feet, lining her body up with his and closing the gap between them. "What if I need help in a different way?"	"Darlin', I'm a full-service kind of helper." His hand dropped to her left hips, sending a jolt of awareness straight to her clit. "You tell me what ache is building and I'll relieve it." His other hand fell to her right hip and he pulled her close. "Tell me where it itches and I'll scratch it." His cock, hard and thick, pressed against her, letting lose a wave of desire that threatened to overwhelm her. "Show me where it hurts and I'll kiss it better." 	"You make a lot of promises," she managed to get out...	"And I'll deliver on every single one." He dipped his head lower, letting his lips brush across hers. "You can count on it.
Avery Flynn, Bang
romantic-suspense