He'd let her touch. As long as she didn't try to divert him, Ruby could do as she pleased. This was his game. She had to follow the rules. And the rules, as far as he was concerned, completely stood in favor of all physical contact. Just the non-distracting kind. Even if, in a way, her fingers against his skin did feel a bit like hellfire; the places her hands came into contact with burned lightly afterward, easily demanding for more attention. He ignored the demands. Right now, he had other business to attend to. It could wait.
Those jeans, fun as they were to use against her in the process of making the wait longer, simply had to go. Sam tugged them off, shoving the garment aside carelessly.
"Sure you don't wanna go ahead and give in?" Sam had to tease. Semi-tease, maybe. The teasing that was getting ready to follow was going to be much worse than anything that he could possibly say to her right now. Sam preferred it that way. Ruby could easily battle him with words. Through response and action, however, it was an entirely different matter. He'd make her lose control. Only then would the truth come out.
Sam leaned up to kiss her, his hand already slipping down to push away the rest of her clothes. This was where the fun would begin.