Her breathing was as ragged as her self control. She clenched her eyes shut, fighting to gather her wits about her, only to have her concentration shattered by a few simple words...<br/><br/>He spoke softly, gently...  undeniably honest. He offered himself to her openly, telling her that he wouldn't mind. It was unimaginable to her. She had never before seen anything like this. Need surged within her like a violent beast, much like the beast she'd seen arise within so many of her victims. She had never been the recipient of such a loss of control, however, and was not prepared to resit it.<br/><br/>A growl tore from her chest as she rounded on him. Her hands gripped into his shirt, clawing as she shoved him back into the chair on top of his jacket. She followed him into it, sitting astride him, and kissed him so deeply, passionately, and heatedly, that she felt she should surely have burst into flames under the intensity.<br/><br/>Sitting astride him as she was, she rocked in place, rubbing against him as her hands raked over his chest, clawing down the front of his shirt. She was completely and totally out of control, all thought burned from her mind. She was dominated by her lust, lost to it... it was all she knew.