Another shiver ran through her frame at his words. She had lost and now she would pay. His kisses were anything but sweet and she didn’t want to reply to the rough, feral manner by which he assaulted her lips, but she did. She hoped he wouldn’t notice.
A wicked laugh as he pulled away, still gripping her wrists tightly, “Why don'y you strip…? Get out of that irksome uniform or shall I rip it apart from your body to get to my prize….?” he purred as he tossed her lightly to the floor. “Go on… I’m waiting.”