It was getting difficult, resisting, but he'd made up his mind and she was toast. Hot, melting, buttery toast. What a curious metaphor.
Grunting slightly at her grabbing him, Matt shook his head with an evilish sort of grin. "Nah." Then, while he continued what he was doing, he kissed her neck and descended, all the way to her breasts. There, he nibbled a little, licked a little more, and overall just teased her like he knew how to do.