Nicodemus followed her onto the bed. Reaching out, he pressed her down with his hands as he pushed himself in the space between her legs. He looked up at her, smirking. "Don't like it? Tough shit," he said without feeling. He was sick of playing any games, of playing along in what he knew was her and her husband's normal foreplay for sex. She said she needed him, and now she was going to get him. From his place between her legs, he roughly jerked her hips forward so he could get in a better position for entrance.