“Bad girl.” He kissed me hard, pulling back to tug my bottom lip between his teeth. I pushed against him, bucking my hips. His fingers left my body and he grabbed my other hand, securing it above my head with the other. I was helpless beneath him and loving every minute of it, except for the aching emptiness between my thighs. He smiled again as if reading my thoughts.
“I want to hear you beg for it.”
My stubbornness kicked in, and I clamped my mouth shut, refusing to give in. His hips pushed into mine as he throbbed against my entrance.
“Ohhh…” My mouth fell back open.
“Do you want me?” His hips moved again, his hand slipping between my folds.
“Yes,” I panted. I lifted my head to kiss him but he pulled his face back, smiling.
“Tell me you want me.” He pulled back slightly and I tugged my arms, trying desperately to free my hands from his grip. I needed to touch him.
“I want you, William.”