Faye moaned at his words, being helpless underneath Jack, it was more then hot, completely perfect, arousing and sexual. This had turned from her trying to get him to say yes, to something much more, him trying to show her no way in hell, that was a helpless woman. He should have known by now she wasn’t. Licking her lips she lifted her own lust filled eyes to the man above her, “Who says I want to” She questioned, her words low, almost husky.

Another softer moan fell from her lips when his hand tightened around her wrists, her eyes wide as she watched him, licking her lips she opened her legs, releasing his hand. Already her heart hammered beneath her chest, her body hummed with excitement and arousal. His finger trailed over her lower lip, and a slow smirk crossed her lips body lifting more as he pressed his lips against her own, claiming them for himself once more. She pulled away from his lips, her dark eyes sparkling, breathing heavy, “Oh they’d open their legs alright” She laughed, shaking her head, body lifting, grinding against him, “But we both know baby, you’d get bored, pretty quickly” She smirked at him, nipping on his lower lip. They had both tried it once, when their arguments had been just that, arguments, and there had been no making up, they had tried it, and failed, miserably.

The night really was taking a drastically different turn. Had she not trusted Jack as much as she did, this would have been the part she started panicking, but she trusted him. Her eyes fluttered slightly, lower lip being drawn between her teeth as a breathy moan left her lips, as he skimmed over that sensitive bundle once more.

Her head rolled to the side, he wanted to play the game, he could play it all he wanted. He wasn’t going to prove his point, at least not until she proved hers. Shifting her head she nudged at his, shifting until she could capture his lips, her teeth nipping painfully on his lower lip, while her legs lifted, wrapping around him, and pinning him against her body. She didn’t need her hands to do what the hell she wanted with him.

She could feel him through his boxers and she smirked slightly, her hips lifted, grinding against him, deliberately slow. “You seem to be enjoying this lessen a little to much baby”

Jack smirked at her words as she continued to nip at his lower lip, her body pressing against his invitingly. "Maybe... Probably." He teased. He knew damn well that no matter how many women he'd fuck, they would all turn in to the same boring lay eventually. They always had. Faye though, she had always and easily kept his attention right from the start. Even when he turned to more forceful ways like this, she trusted him and let him do whatever the fuck he wanted.. though not without making it hard on him. It was that part of the dominating game he loved the most though, the back and forth between them and who was in charge, between the teasing and the downright torturing.

He could taste a small hint of his metalic blood when her teeth assaulted his lower lip more painfully this time, and he grinned as her long slender legs clasped around his waist, pulling him down against her once more. "Are we complaining? Because I can always move on to different ways of teaching." He raised his eyebrows questioningly before he allowed a soft moan to fall from his parting lips when she ground herself against his hard member. The thin material of his boxers was hardly enough to hide how aroused he was, or even how wet she was. Her agonizingly slow rhythm had him grit his teeth in pleasure. He wasn't sure who was teaching who a lesson now, but he had to admire her for her effective effort.

His hand drew up over one of her firm, smooth thighs she had wrapped around his waist before he reached his boxers and pulled them down, baring himself. He moved a bit and leaned forward just enough as his body pressed against hers. His right hand closed around the belt that held her tied down. He wasn't just going to fuck her, no, he had something a little more in mind now that he was supposedly teaching her a lesson.

"You know how I said the line between pain and pleasure is thin?" He asked as he smirked down at her. "The good thing about that is, is that they can heighten each other..." He pulled at the belt around her wrists, forcing the leather to tighten even more painfully around her flesh as her position became far less comfortable when it pulled her arms further down over the armrest of the couch. "I can give you pain and discomfort.." His free hand roamed freely over her curves before his fingers dug in to her flesh when he grabbed a hold of her hip. "But when I combine the pain with pleasure.." He continued as he pressed his lips against hers in a rough kiss. His hard member ground against her opening, but still he didn't enter. "It fucks with your brain more than just a little.." He whispered when he finally eased himself inside her, knowing exactly which angle he needed as he thrust deeper in to her walls to make her scream out in pleasure. Before she could though, his lips were already back on hers, ready to swallow any sound she would make.

She smirked at him, her dark eyes held a dangerous, and slightly amused glint in them. She way have been helpless, tied to the sofa, with him pinning her down, but she was far from helpless, and if he insisted on playing this game he was gonna keep realizing that. Licking her lips she chuckled softly at his words, her hips rolling ever so slightly, “Far from complaining” She purred, a soft breath falling from her lips as she finally felt him bare against her. Swallowing she looked up, her dark eyes turning even darker with need.

Another moan fell from her lips, this time out of pain, her dark eyes were careful as she watched him, soft breaths falling from her lips, as dark eyes fluttered at the feel of his hands over her body, nails digging into the tender flesh of her hip. Her lips worked against him, soft moans falling between their lips. Her hips lifted, grinding against him, urging him on.

She swallowed down the moan his words caused, and a soft lazy smirk crossed her lips. Then he thrust, and fingers curled around the leather of the belt holding her hands up above her head in a painful angle, tomorrow would be a long sleeve kinda day. A cry of pleasure bubbled at the back of her throat but his lips were already on hers, swallowing the noise, so it was nothing more then a vibration between their lips.

Pleasure shot through her body, every part of her was on fire, even the pain at this moment felt like a rough lovers caresses. Her own hips shifted, twisting up into his thrust, the heel of her foot grinding down into his ass, forcing him closer.

Heaving in a breath, she pulled away her teeth nipping painfully at his lower lip before kissing and nipping at any part of skin she could find, “Oh Fuck” A gasp left her lips, eyes fluttering closed, as more moans fell from parted lips.

Given those strong slender legs wrapped around his waist, there was a small question of who had who trapped now. He smirked when the heel of her foot dug in to his ass, and a soft moan left his mouth as he was forced that much deeper inside of her. She still wasn't giving up or giving in, and he never expected her to play the defenseless woman she was not. There was no fun in it, no challenge. His grip on her hip tightened involuntarily for a moment when her teeth pulled painfully at his lower lip before she moved on to the rest of his skin. Every little bite and movement, and every little kiss and nip send pleasure to his nerves.

His hand moved from her hip and traveled over her hot, tight little body. He unbuttoned enough of the top buttons of her uniform to expose her chest as his lips assaulted hers once more. While their tongues rolled against each other as if they were both trying to wrestle each other for control, his hand slipped under the fabric of her bra, feeling her nipples perch up and harden under his touch as he massaged her firm breast. His hips kept to their rhythm of slow yet hard thrusts. He took his lips from hers and tested his forehead against hers as he pushed his hips down every time she lifted hers, pushing his hard member deeper inside her walls with each movement.

"Oh fuck, Faye..." He moaned breathlessly as he increased his speed and force, his warm ragged breath washing over her skin. He could feel the heat between their bodies rising more and more and the pleasure building. His teeth grazed over the sensitive skin of her neck before he softly bit her flesh at the juncture of her neck and shoulder and kissing and sucking it. He seemed to have completely forgotten about the so called lesson he was teaching her, how he didn't want her anywhere near this job. His mind was only focused on her body trapped under his, her moans of pleasure and his own pleasure. Nothing else mattered..

His hands were on every part of her body, any where his hands could reach he was touching, his fingers brushing over her breasts, claiming them as his own, as his hips continued to move against hers perfectly. Her breaths were nothing more then muffled quick gasps, and the only thing she hated about having her hands pinned above her head was the fact she couldn’t touch him. Swallowing down a moan her head rolled backwards, back arching further into his body her legs wrapping tighter around his back.

She didn’t care if the neighbours were about to start complaining, they were used to the noise, Faye and Jack didn’t give a crap how loud they got, or how late they got. Dark eyes fluttered closed as an overwhelming pleasure washed over her body, dancing throughout every nerve ending and every bit of her body. It hummed for the man moving against her.

His speed and strength increased and he had her back arching again, the heel of her foot pushing him deeper. Every inch of her body was trembling and her shoulders and wrists were burning, yet the pain was a pleasant hum.

She muffled a cry of pleasure in his neck, her teeth nipping at his shoulder, she knew she wouldn’t be holding on much longer, with every second his speed increased, and her pleasure built, and a smirk crossed her lips, as she clenched her inner walls around him, teasing him for a moment.

Fingers curled around the leather of his belt, body stiffening and breath hitching in her throat as he tipped her over the edge, his name falling from parted lips.

Her body relaxed, and she collapsed into the sofa, her tongue darting out to moisten dry lips, one leg shifting further up his body, hooking him down so she could reach his lips without shifting herself. “Hmmm, I love your lessons, almost as much as I love you”