"If you-" he started to respond, not realising what she was doing at first. And then before he knew it she had his wrists pinned down and he swallowed hard. There was a slight whimper at her kiss.
"Christ, Knightly..." he whispered at her demand and threat. No one had ever spoken to him like that before, and his mind didn't know what the hell to do with it. He was speechless and aroused, looking up at her full of lust. "Hurry back..." he said softly, but it came out more like a plead than a demand.