James groaned, his hips a daunting thing as they penetrated and pushed against her soft, warm walls, feeling the wet pool of her needs against him. She was perfect in the way she felt, the way she gave back, and he grinned with a bite at her lower lip.
It wasn't something harsh enough to draw blood, but enough to show the fight between the two when he took both of her hands, lifting them and pinning them into the glass above her head as his thrusts became that much more punishing.
"Keep with those words, my love, and you may be liable for seconds."