good. Do you want to do it again?"
As another bloom emanated from her, he laughed down deep in his chest, and thought, yes, indeed, this reaction from her had just ensured that that human man was going to keep living. Or at least die by the hands of another.
She wanted himself. And no other.
Assail eased even closer, until his lips were right next to her ear. "What did you do when you got home? Or couldn't you wait that long."
She took a deliberate step back. "You want to know? Fine. I changed the cat litter, made myself two scrambled eggs and a piece of cinnamon toast, and then I put myself to bed."
He took a deliberate step forward. "What did you do when you were in between the sheets?"
As that scent of hers flared once again, he put his mouth back where it had been...close, oh, so close. "I think I know what you did. But I want you to tell me."
"Screw you - "
"Did you think of what you saw?" As a gust of wind blew some of her hair into her eyes, he tucked the strands back. "Did you imagine it was you I was fucking?"
Her breath began to pump in her chest, and - dearest Virgin in the Fade - that made him want to take her. "How long did you stay?" he breathed. "Until the female finished...or until I did?"
Her hands punched him away. "Fuck off."
In a quick shift, she shot around his body, jumped back into her car, and slammed the door.
He moved just as fast.
Surging in through the open window, he turned her head and kissed her hard, his mouth taking over, the drive to wipe clean any trace of that human male making his sex pound.
She kissed him back.
With equal strength.
As his shoulders were too big to fit through the window, he wanted to claw through the steel. He had to stay where he was, however, and that made him even more aggressive, his blood roaring in his veins, his body straining as his tongue entered her, his hand snaking behind her neck, burying into her hair.
She was slick and sweet and hot as hell.
To the point that he had to break off for a deep breath or run the risk of passing out.
As he separated them, he met her eyes. They were both heaving, and as her arousal thickened the air, he wanted to be inside of her.
To mark her...
The sound of his phone going off was exactly the wrong thing at the wrong time: The ringing from his coat seemed to snap her back to reality, her eyes flaring as they slid away, her hands locking on the steering wheel as if she were trying to ground herself.
She didn't look at him as she put the window up, engaged the engine, and drove off.
Leaving Assail panting in the cold.
Chapter Fifty-four
All in all, the date wasn't half-bad.
As Sola got up from her chair and started to put her coat on, Mark came in behind her and helped settle the wool on her shoulders.
The way his hands lingered suggested he was more than open to this being the end of dinner, but the beginning of the rest of the night. He wasn't pushy, though. He stepped back and smiled, indicating the way to the exit with a gallant hand.
Moving in front of him, it seemed like some kind of mental-health felony that he didn't make her blood boil...and yet that highly aggressive, dominating man from the night before did.
She was going to have to give her libido a pep talk. Or maybe a spanking...
Perhaps from that other guy, part of her suggested.
"No," she muttered.
"Sorry, what?"
Sola shook her head. "Just talking to myself."
After wending their way through the crowd, they got to the restaurant's door, and wow, what a sinus-clearer when they stepped out into the night.
"So..." Mark said, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans, his well-developed torso bunching up - and yet still not managing to get close to the size of -
Stop it.
"Thanks for dinner, you didn't have to pay."
"Well, this was a date. You said so." He smiled again. "And I'm a traditional kind of guy."
Do it, she said to herself. Ask him if you can go back to his house.
After all, there could be no hanky-panky going on at hers. Ever. Not with her grandmother upstairs - the woman's deafness was highly selective.
Just do it.
This is why you asked him....
"I've got an early-morning meeting," she