"Oh, I'm sure that it's very nice. If you're a nun." He smirked lightly against her throat. "Ever hear that phrase about nice girls always finishing last? Do you always want to be last? That's not very fun, is it?" Sam leaned into her neck a bit more, teeth sinking into her skin. Again, he didn't bite hard enough to break through to the blood, but it was enough to bruise. At least for however long her body would allow it. Sam kissed at the spot he marked, then he touched at Ruby lightly over her underwear. Still teasing. He was determined to have his way with this one. Teasing? Hell yes, it was definitely required. "I think you need to live a little. Tell the rules to go screw themselves." Sam reached up with his free hand and cupped her chin with his fingers. He tilted her head sideways, pressing a kiss to her lips. "I can turn you into a new woman. All you have to do is ask."
The catch. The rule. They had spoken of begging, after all, and what better way to get things fired up than that? Sam loved to hear her, desperate and in need. As he teased and kissed at her, he knew she'd crumble and break eventually. All it'd take was some time and promises of what was to come and she would be his.
"I want to fuck you," Sam said in a low voice, "I want to make you curse and scream. I want to make you do dirty, bad things. You're innocent now, but you won't always be. And I can tell." He kissed her again, hard and heavy. "You want to be free. You want this."