He held her tight in his arms as she struggled to get down. Something was going on in her mind that caused her to start worrying about mundane things. She was used to being bossed around so he figured that he should use that to his advantage. Without giving her another change to choose, he turned and went to his bedroom instead of the bathroom. Yes, the bed was a mess but it was going to get messier in a minute. Very carefully, he laid her down on the bed then straddled her legs so she couldn't move away quickly.<br/><br/>"Beautiful, right now your primary concern is pleasing me," he told her between kisses. "Tonight, the way you please me is by pleasing yourself. Do not worry about getting clean or cleaning clothes or anything like that. Those things can wait until tomorrow. Today has been very eventful and right now I want to be with you like a man who loves his wife. Your father met me, and more importantly my fist. My claim over you is stronger than his. Now, if your clothes are filthy then just take them off. No, let me take them off for you then you can return the favor."<br/><br/>His hands slipped down between their bodies and undid the button in her jeans. One hand slid in and captured the brass knuckles before they could slip away. Putting them on his hand, he then proceeded to unzip her jeans then slowly slide them down her legs.