Vicki tried to keep her mind off of Henry all the way to the office but found it next to impossible. She had an urgent need to mark her territory and for the life of her, she couldn't figure out why.

"Henry, maybe we could put the research off for say, thirty minutes?" Vicki licked her lips.

"Gee, I don't know Vicki, we do have a case," he answered facetiously.

"Har-dee har har," Vicki rolled her eyes, "bet I could change your mind," she whispered in his ear while sliding her hand up his leg, inching closer to her favorite area.

"Try me," he growled. Vicki, being bold and brazen, did just that. She leaned over, unzipped his pants and when she freed his straining erection, Henry audibly jumped, shuddered and sighed. He did his best to concentrate on the road in front of him but found it difficult with Vicki laving his sensitive tip and stroking his hard shaft.

"Vicki.." he grunted, "maybe..maybe we should.." his words were cut short when she sped up what she was doing, alternation sucking and laving.

"Vicki, I can't hold out.." Henry told her suddenly. Vicki smiled behind what she was doing and continued undeterred. Henry suddenly jerked and Vicki pulled back, finishing him with her hand while Henry barely maintained control of his jaguar. With a wide grin, she pulled her scarf off and cleaned him up. Henry's eyes were glazed, his breathing shallow and Vicki could swear she saw a small sweat on his brow.

"Well?" Vicki asked in a husky voice.

"I'll say this, you do have a way with changing a man's mind," he shook his head. They arrived at the office within a few minutes and both hurriedly exited his car. Across the street, a man watched them run into the building. He would wait until he saw the light on before calling.

Henry began to kiss and nibble Vicki before they got into her back room where she kept a bed for late nights. They spent little time undressing, clothes ending up on a lamp, the floor and anywhere else they might land. Henry dropped Vicki on the bed and crawled over her, pressing his cool body against her warm skin. Vicki moaned, turned her head and arched into him. Her hardened nipples grazed his hard chest, the sensations sending Vicki into small shudders of pleasure. Henry's mouth covered hers and his tongue swiped inside to find her tongue ready in acceptance.

"You taste wonderful," Henry whispered into her hair as he nuzzled and nipped her neck. His hands placed feathery touches on her stomach, sides and cupped her breast. Vicki hissed when his mouth engulfed her nipple and is tongue flicked it back and forth inside of the hot, wet cavern. Her nails dug into his back and her legs opened up for him. His hard tip pressed her wet folds, he rocked back and forth, teasing her.

"Henry, stop teasing me," she told him. Vicki's hands gripped her own sheets then wound into his hair before finding his firm ass and pushing him toward her entrance. Her pulsing wet walls were aching for him to stretch her out and slam into her over and over. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, Henry inched into her and with one hard push, he was fully sheathed inside of her, both of them grunting loudly when the act was completed. Henry began with slow, methodical thrusts and then sped up. Vicki's hips thrust to meet him in a rhythm that would make most mortal women unable to walk the next day but Vicki had come to love and was addicted to Henry's lovemaking. Pushing her legs up for better angle, Vicki shuddered a few small orgasms and Henry hissed when her walls tightened around him. Henry thrust faster and harder at her urging, Vicki's sweat soaked body slick and warm as he took them closer to the edge of explosion. Vicki began to tighten again and this time, Henry bent to her exposed neck, his fangs descending and ready to feed. Her blood was sweet and spicy when he fed, her many orgasms running through her body and satiating them both. Vicki threw her head back and cried out as she spasmed over and over. Finally, when he knew she was finished, Henry let himself go, spilling his seed deep within her. He roared his completion and linked his hands in hers as he too bucked and spasmed his release.

Bending to her, Henry told her he loved her, a ritual that never changed after their lovemaking. Vicki always answered with, "I know." Henry was never angry she didn't reciprocate because he felt he knew what was in her heart although secretly, he wanted her to say it. Her actions spoke volumes but deep down, he would love to hear the words. After redressing, they tenderly kissed and went into Vicki's office. Henry guided Vicki through the dark office although it wasn't necessary, that was one room Vicki could navigate completely blind. She never let Coreen rearrange anything for that very reason. After turning her computer on, Vicki turned the lamp on and Henry set a glass of ice water on her desk.

Sipping it, Vicki smiled and said thanks.

"So..what to do first? I think this should be cut and dried," Vicki said as she typed in the information Lisa had given her.

"Vicki, nothing is ever cut and dried with us is it?" Henry sat on the edge of her desk and laughed slightly.

Tilting her head, she laughed too and said, "You got that right."

Just then, proving that nothing was ever cut and dried, Vicki's phone rang.

Glancing at Henry, she picked it up and answered, "Vicki Nelson Investigations."

"Who is speaking?" the male caller asked. Henry, of course, could hear every word.

"Who are you looking for?" Vicki answered smartly.

"Don't get smart with me, Vicki Nelson," the caller answered angrily.

"Well, gee, look at that, you didn't need to ask now didja?" Vicki was rather pissed by this point.

"Listen carefully," Vicki rolled her eyes, what a cliché.

"You will not investigate Randi Marchman, got it?"

"Oh yes I will, got it?!"

The male caller laughed, "No you won't, not if you want to see your precious Lisa alive again."

Vicki's face paled and Henry vamped out, this was not good……