" Courage flared in her eyes then, and he watched with keen pleasure as that finger, the one he'd made love to, trailed along her breast, circling the puckered, straining tip of it. he swiped the back of one hand across his lips as he watched the movement, as she tempted him beyond belief.
"Please..." she trailed off.
He lifted his head. "Please, who?"
"Please, Bourne." And he wanted to reward her for saying his name- his and no one else's. He leaned down, suckling her gently as her finger moved to her other breast and she exhaled on a long, shuddering, "Yes... "

― Sarah MacLean , A Rogue by Any Other Name (The Rules of Scoundrels, #1)