Stryfe's mouth dropped open as he watched her and then he tilted his head back and began to laugh. "Wait, wait wait. So you try to seduce me and then when it starts to work, you reject me and say no. So I stopped. And now you're mad at me because I stopped?" He leaned back and laughed again, finally falling over on his side on the bed. "Even when I do the right thing, I'm a dick."
Leaping off the bed he grabbed her round the waist and tossed her back onto her comforter. Pouncing on top of her he wrapped her legs around his waist and wriggled his eyebrows. His hands clenched on her thighs, rubbing over the jean material as he rubbed his erection against her. "Come on, let's be honest. You don't want this, you're not ready for it." He tossed her legs down to the bed and slid up alongside her. "I may be a lot of things, but I'm not a rapist. When I'm with a girl, it's cause she really really wants it. Not on some passing whim."