"When his tongue flicked out to taste the crotch, she nearly climaxed; it was so blatantly erotic. He smiled, slow and sexy, before tucking her panties into his pants pocket, claiming possession.
'A souvenir,' he murmured. And then he just stood there, drinking his fill of her before whispering huskily, 'You are so damn beautiful.'
Samara felt a shiver of warmth puddle in her groin."
Taming the Wolf -- Maureen Smith