"I do what I want... and you do too. And that girl would, too - she'd eat me out because she wanted to. And if our wishes go different ways... we can always fight." There was that naughty glimmer in her eyes again. Her body twisted slightly, enjoying the feeling of his fingers on her back. She let out a soft, throaty sigh as he found a spot she liked.<br/><br/>Then she sat up, nestling on his tummy, knees on either side of his chest, and reached down to gently twist his nipples.<br/><br/>"Half the fun is fighting, my virginal little catch. The other half, getting your prey into the mood. Another half, letting go of everything and enjoying the moment..."<br/><br/>She laughed, then slapped him, her palm light and teasing.<br/><br/>"What's holding you back? Don't you want to throw me down and fuck me savagely?"<br/><br/>Lazily, she reached back to cup his balls to squeeze gently; her fingertips massaged against the root of his shaft, urging more blood to flow...<br/><br/>"Do I really look that fragile?"