Sam grinned. He had been waiting for that. The motivation. Even if she had been inclined to make with the begging, Sam doubted that he would be interested in giving her what she wanted right then and there. Generally, Sam didn't like the idea of torture. Generally. When he was in bed with a woman, Ruby in particular, he found that he enjoyed the concept a lot. Besides, the torture that he had in mind was far different from that of which Ruby was more experienced with. This was far from Hell.
...he hoped.
No clothes. They really, really had to stop ending their meetings like this. It was unhealthy.
Smirking against her mouth, Sam slowly traced his hand down against Ruby's stomach. Was she going to put up a fight? Yes. It was likely. Very likely. She wouldn't give in easily. Sam knew that Ruby would make it difficult for him. She liked to do that. Everything was difficult with her. Fortunately, in this case, the frustration came hand in hand with feelings that made those frustrations worth the trouble.
"Suit yourself," Sam teased, one hand reaching down to lightly touch her. "But don't say I didn't warn you."