Liam almost couldn't stop himself, the guy being more trouble than he was worth, but he did, just for a second. His hands were on Ainsley's chest, still holding him down but without any real force behind it.
"Why don't you roll the fuck back over and I'll show you how much I want to fuck you?" His voice was still low, and he needed this. He wanted, no, needed to lose himself inside the other man, letting out all the pent-up lust in thrusts of his hips.