Claudia wasn't going to get more. Not today, anyway. They had made a deal. One, amazing, toe-curling kiss and that box of Fuji's was his.
His hands naturally fell to her hips when she straddled him. Without thinking about how torturous it could be for him, he pulled roughly at her, encouraging the way she was pressing herself against him. Matt smirked when she moaned but there was absolutely no hesitation in the bruising kiss he had her pulled into.
He wasn't going to stop until he was certain her toes were curled into the bottoms of her feet. When he was finished, there would be no great debate on whether or not he'd accomplished what he'd set out to do.