She didn't hear him until it was too late.
His hand went out, and his fingers whipped the cape from her shoulders to the ground. One arm snaked her waist, the other arched smoothly in front of her.
But she was struggling, her foot kicking out forcefully.
"Just a kiss, baby!"
He leaned over her, laughing, and replaced the hand over her lips with his own hungry mouth.
The kiss was savage; beyond the force of love or sexual appetite. It was a blow, a crushing onslaught, a blitz of the emotions.
"You—animal!" she cried.
"Listen—"
"Help!" she screamed.