She was responding to it. Jack blinked a little despite himself as he heard her say no, but felt as her body in most every way replied with an outstanding yes. There was something dark about this, forbidden in a particular way, hearing her tell him to stop even though he kept moving forward. He wouldn't rape her, he knew this somewhere in the back of his mind, all the same though he could feel himself getting harder at the idea of her struggling beneath him, the way that she was looking up at him with those eyes that were accusing him of doing something, the feeble way that she seemed to struggle against him. Still, he knew that he would get his point across eventually, that she would finally give him what it was that he wanted, which was to be fucking left alone. In the mean time he had a nice pair of tits to burn into his memory.
But then, even as he threatened her, he heard her tell him that she wasn't believing him. Jack blinked a little, wondering what the hell she would do if he actually was some sort of rapist. How exactly would she live with herself if she was actually wrong and hadn't done anything. Of course, then she pretty much called his bluff, and in response Jack pushed his head down against her breast and started suckling on her nipple roughly. Kay had given him a bit of experience exploring the female form, and his own research had made it so that he wasn't exactly bad at it, though it was probably rougher than what Jia would have liked. Still, he could feel her body tremble as he suckled at her nipple, dragging his tongue roughly back and forth across it, his dark eyes looking up at her.
He released it firmly and moved on to the other one, using it to distract her a little as he pulled the top button of her pants open, and lightly tugged the zipper down slightly, watching her intently. He was still furious with her, of course. She had pretty much called him on everything he'd done. In the past 4 years no one had actually called him on it, no one had seen past it. They'd been fucking content to leave him be, to tell him to self destruct. The only person who had tried to force him to be something he wasn't was dear old 'bio Dad'. A part of Jack wondered if Jia wasn't somehow fucking connected to the gimpy fucker, sent by him to try to reach out to his kid. Fuck, if any father would be fucked up enough to send someone to try to sleep with his kid, it would be a greek god...
"Wrong answer, Suzy. Thanks for playing..." Jack said as he leaned forward to roughly kiss her again, his hips shifting so that his legs weren't in between hers as he let her hands go for a moment and tugged her pants down. The reaction was almost instantaneous. Now she was moving against him for real. He could feel her legs thrashing a bit, but it would be harder for her now with them half entangled in her jeans. Once he tugged her jeans down to her legs he grabbed her flailing arms before they could do too much damage and pinned them over her head again, maintaining his kiss on her lips so she couldn't make more than a muffled scream.
His knee forced it's way between her thighs, followed by the other one as he kicked back and pushed her pants to the ground, feeling her try to struggle to stop him, but she wouldn't be able to keep his knees from hooking under the bottoms of her thighs to force her ass up, his hips pressing down against her own. She would feel that large heated mass that was tenting his pants pressing up against her through her panties as he ground slowly against her, crossing her arms again to allow him to be able to hold them with one hand once more as he broke the kiss, pressing a hand to her lips so she couldn't scream as he leaned in and whispered in her ear...