“You want to get out of here?” she asked, a smile curving those luscious lips.
“Yeah, I do.”
“Thank god because I’ve been dying to get you back to my place. I want to make love to you nice and slow, all night long.”
He laughed. “Why do I feel like our roles have reversed all of a sudden?”
She fluttered her lashes. “What’s the matter, baby? Not used to seeing a woman in her power?” She gestured up and down her curvy little body, encouraging his gaze to land on the cleavage showing between the loose fabric of her shirt. “Can you handle all this?”
“Oh, I can handle it. I’ll show you how Ihandleyou as soon as we get out of here.”
“Yep, we’re going. Right now.”
She grabbed his hand and pulled him through the crowd, but they ran into Belial.Bit late, asshole.Ash would feel embarrassed at how poorly he’d handled the horny women later. He wasn’t worried about forgetting that particular shame because he’d bet all the gold he had that Meph was never going to get tired of making fun of him for it.
“What the fuck is going on?” Bel hissed. He was trying to keep his voice down so Eva didn’t overhear, but Ash knew she was listening close to every word. “The women—”
“I have no idea. But I’m leaving with Eva.”
Belial glanced at her and then back at Ash. “You want her?”
“Yeah.”
“Justher?”
“Yes, asshole.” He lowered his voice and hissed, “She’s also standing right there so try not to be such a dick.”
“Look around you. There’s—”
“I know, okay? I don’t know what’s going on but I’m leaving with Eva. We’ll talk tomorrow.”
Belial nodded and clapped him on the shoulder with a big hand. “You’re a rock star, baby bro.”
“Not your baby bro,” Asmodeus growled. His ego was never going to recover from this night.
Bel grinned. “I never knew you were such a good musician. Why don’t you ever play?”
“What, like I was going to take up piano lessons in Hell? That’d go over well.”
Bel arched a brow, and he realized his slipup.Shit.
“I’m leaving. See you tomorrow.” He turned and fled with Eva before he made things any worse.
Ash planned all sorts of fast, frantic fucking scenarios in his head as he and Eva walked back to her place, but when the time came, the mood was... different.
She closed the door to her apartment, and they went into her bedroom without saying a word. He watched hungrily as she stripped out of her clothes just like that. She didn’t offer him a drink first, didn’t try to chat him up. She just got naked.
She left the sexy hoop earrings on but yanked the tie out of her wild hair, sending all those out-of-control curls spilling over her shoulders. She let him stare for a moment and then said, “Your turn.”
Fair was fair, so he ripped his shirt over his head and kicked off his pants, and then tackled her down to the bed. Their naked bodies intertwining, they made out like high school kids who’d just discovered how, with tongues and saliva and all the messy stuff.
“God, I missed you,” Eva said. “Is that abnormal behavior?” She chuckled, but he didn’t get the joke.
“I don’t know, but I feel the same way.” Was that him speaking, admitting such mushy crap? He didn’t recognize himself anymore. He didn’t care right now. He’d thought about her all week, and now she was here.
“Good.” She reached between their naked bodies and got a good grip on his cock. He groaned into her mouth, hips rolling.
A lesser man would have been scared of her, he thought, but he was no lesser man. No wonder he didn’t want those women at the club. Nothing compared to her.
