Myron made a very small sound of frustration when she refused in almost the same breath as telling him she wanted to. As she twisted in his arms he snatched at the thin material on her shoulder and tore it with a rough tug. All at once the spell that had made the dress fit so readily to her body vanished, and the dress slid away from her shapelessly.
"See how much you want it. You didn't even put on panties. You wanted to be ready for me," He told her, one hand firmly on the small of her back, the other sliding around her neck. He pressed a hard kiss on Katie's lips, rocking himself against her. Myron pushed his tongue between her lips and tasted the lingering flavour of the potions he'd already gotten her to drink. They'd be wearing off soon if she didn't dose up with the next one, but part of him liked the idea of her sobering up with him already deep inside her. "Get on the bed and let me fuck you," He whispered against her lips as he pulled back from the kiss.