From the Inside Flap
"This isn't ... I don't usually ..." Her heatedbrain seemed unable to complete the thought.
"Idon't usually, either," he said huskily, "but the sight and the scent and thetaste of you is all I can think about." He nibbled at her neck. "I promise Iwon't tie you down." He drew back just enough to impale her with his eyes."It's all up to you, Jessie. Say the word and I'll leave right now if you wantme to. You've got your choice--lightning or a cold computer. Which one do youreally want?"