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station. A cringe of jealousy wrapped around her gut, but she shoved it away and replaced it with a smile. She pretended to take an interest in the tour of the Sea Demon when really all she could do was stare at his ass. His khaki pants showed off his firm, rounded bottom and muscular thighs. His turquoise polo made his brown eyes pop and left her wanting to trace every detailed line shown through his shirt. Damn, the man was perfection.
    He turned to face her, his eyes sparking with mischief. “Like the view?”
    She couldn’t help but cast him a seductive smile. “Very much.”

 
    Chapter Four
     
     
     
    Brock hid a smile as he guided Sarah to the upper deck where they’d have dinner. He wouldn’t let on that she hadn’t been doing a very good job of hiding her interest in him. Then again, maybe, that had never been her intention.
    The outfit she wore would send any man to his knees, and he was surprised she hadn’t arrived with a group of slobbering humans trailing behind her. The short dress displayed her long legs and hardly covered her ample breasts. He wanted to slide his fingers through her dark locks while he pulled her close and tasted her plump lips.
    He showed her to a seat at the bar. “Cocktail before dinner?”
    “I’d love a glass of white wine if you have it.” She slid onto the stool, and her dress hiked up slightly to show off more of her lean legs. Brock suppressed a groan and decided this game of cat and mouse would end now.
    “White wine it is.” He moved to the other side of the bar, reached for a glass then placed it in front of her. Pulling out a bottle of wine from the chiller, he tore off the foil, removed the cork then filled her goblet to half full. “We are having Cajun shrimp tonight.” He poured himself a glass.
    She took a sip, leaving a light ring on the rim from her lip gloss. He couldn’t wait to nibble on the pink flesh and make them swollen from kissing her.
    “I love Cajun food. Do you have a cook on board?” She ran her index finger along the rim of the glass.
    “No staff is here tonight other than the two guards on the dock.” He leaned across the bar until he stared into the depths of her blue eyes. “It’s just you and me, and dinner is a cold dish so it’ll keep if you’d rather have dessert first.”
    Sarah scraped her teeth across her bottom lip. “What’s for dessert?” Her voice dropped to a low purr.
    Brock traced her cheek, her skin as smooth as the finest Thai silk under his finger. “Darlin’, I was thinking of laying you out on top of this bar and having you for dessert.” He watched in amusement as she took a deep breath. Her nipples pebbled against her dress, and her sapphire eyes darkened with lust.
    “You can serve up dessert however it pleases you. I certainly won’t argue.”
    Oh, he would enjoy every inch of this woman. It had been a long time since he’d had one of his own species and always held back just a little of himself with a human female. He wrapped his palm around the back of her neck and pulled her close. His lips were within inches of locking onto hers. “How would you like it? Do you want it soft and slow or fast and hard?” he whispered.
    Sarah cupped his face with both hands. Her lips pressed ever so lightly onto his. “Save all the fluffy stuff for later, and give it to me like a demon.”
    Her mouth devoured him. Her tongue demanding as it pushed past his lips and swept his mouth. She tasted of spiced oranges, and it set his blood to a slow simmer. He twined her silky locks around his hand and pulled her back. Her eyes swirled like a stormy sea.
    Brock sprang over the bar. Landing on the other side, he grabbed her by the waist and lifted her onto the bar. He ran his fingertips down the outside of her thighs, across the top and along the inside of her calf. When he reached her ankle, he grasped one heel-clad foot and placed it on a stool. Their eyes met when he gripped the other ankle and placed her foot on the