Him knowing that she couldn't resist him could prove to be a problem in the long run; in particular if he decided to use to helpfully destroy any restraint she had against him.

She caught her breath, her body twitching, craving each touch of his hands as she nuzzled her cheek against his like a cat marking her person. She purred a soft laugh, but her voice was a delicate mix of sultry and pouty, nipping her way along his jaw, "Hmmm, you were planning this all along weren't you, you beast," she teased, lips tracing down to his neck for a few sharp bites.