No, neither of them would have gotten away with this kind of abuse with anyone else, but it didn't bother Terrence at all. In fact, Ella's tactics successfully made him want to pull the pillow away from her face, but not because he wanted her to stop. No, hell no, the feeling of her hands around his neck and her legs around his waist was incredible, made him want to do things to her that were rather difficult with a pillow between them. He tossed it aside and leaned down to devour her mouth, not caring that the movement made her nails dig deeper into his skin. Neither did he care that it was even harder to breathe this way. His hands went under her shirt, raking his nails over her skin, crisscrossing the marks he'd left there recently and breaking them open again.