If it's romance, don't skip the sex please

Maybe I just like my romance books smutty, or maybe I will freely admit that, to me, there's little point of reading romance books unless there's a sex scene or two. I mean, it's not like they're particularly unique as far as plot or characterization goes. There's a few exceptions -- just like in any genre -- and I'm sure a lot of women have "that" romance book, the special one that holds a special place in their heart because it was the first or the best or something (for me, that's A Patriot's Heart by Stobie Piel. It was my first romance genre book. I still have the copy I bought), but lets be honest people.

Where am I going with this? I picked up a book by an author that I like, although I'm beginning to wonder why I like her. Her premises and ideas are awesome, but the execution always leaves me desiring more. When I picked up this book, it was a lesser known one. I didn't even know she'd written a romance, but I decided to give it a try. Listen to this premise (in my words, cause I'm trying not to name names here) and tell me it doesn't scream "romance genre":

The main heroine is a librarian who, one day, witnesses a demon scarf down a child. After that, she vows to hunt the demon sucker down and manages to do just that by finding a treasure trove of demonology books in her library, making a sacred knife, and hunting the demon through the sewers. Unfortunately, making the knife and killing the demon causes a chain reaction of magic that not only piques the interest of the demon world, but the Order, a bunch of people who are fighting the good fight against demons to "keep humanity safe." The Order sends two field agents to investigate, one is a hot, half-demon guy. Apparently, these half-demons will bond to one mate, to the point of getting rather territorial. Except the Order doesn't allow their half-demons to bond. Oh, yes, and the demons want to sacrifice the heroine and use her blood to rend open a hole in to the demon world.

I'm sure you can guess where this is going. The amount of times it's mentioned that hot, half-demon guy just wants to "drag her to bed" and do a lot of bonding (if ya get what I mean and I think ya do ;) ), I was waiting with baited breath. Because, well, he was hot.

...And then the book ended sans lots of bedroom-bonding. WTF? I thought. All that build-up?! Damn tease! Sure, everyone survived. The dude I knew from page 20 was going to betray everyone betrayed everyone. The fight between demons-trying-to-sacrifice-heroine and main characters lasted a page or two (there wasn't even an epic last battle, just an escape), and suddenly we've got an epilogue with the mention of meeting the folks and marriage...and no sex.

So if any romance genre author is reading this, please don't tease the poor reader. If you're going to go on and on about how hot-broad-shouldered-conflicted-hero really wants to drag heroine to the bedroom multiple times, then deliver on the goods.

Nobody likes a tease.