Stop it," she said. "Stop what?" Her eyes flew open, filled with rage and...

Stop it," she said.
"Stop what?"
Her eyes flew open, filled with rage and betrayal. "Stop pretending. You made
your point this morning-you don't have anything more to prove. You don't want me, you can make me do anything you wish, and I'll be pathetically grateful for your attention, while you won't feel a thing…"
"You idiot," he said, his voice savage. "How blind are you?"
"Leave me alone."
He pulled her legs apart, pushing between them, fully clothed, the rigid length of his cock pressed up against her. Her eyes widened in shock.
"You can feel that, can't you? It's been like that all day. It's been like that almost since I first touched you. You make me crazy with wanting you, but right now doing what I want could get us both killed."
"No," she said. "You're lying. This morning you didn't-"
He rocked against her, and she shivered in unwilling response. "This morning I
was so turned on that I came without touching myself. And five minutes later I was hard again. I need you. I need to be inside you, now, and it's too dangerous." He thrust against her, feeling the tremor of response wash over her, and he knew he couldn't stop, not until he made her come again, over and over...