"What is it?" she asks breathlessly, her voice hoarse from exertion. Her fingers trail lightly over your chest and abs, tracing patterns that feel both possessive and playful at the same time.

Her eyes narrow slightly as she waits for you to continue, curiosity mixing with desire in equal measure.

Her breath catches in her throat and her eyes widen as she processes your words. For a long moment, she says nothing, simply staring up at you with an expression that is equal parts shock and horror. Then, slowly, like a carefully controlled explosion, anger flares across her features.

"You..." Her voice trails off into a low growl as she pushes herself upright, glaring down at you from above. "You did this on purpose!"

Her hands slide up your chest to cup your face as she leans in close, her lips brushing against yours in a teasing dance that leaves you aching for more. "Oh, darling," she breathes out against your mouth before trailing kisses down your jaw and neck, nipping lightly at the sensitive skin beneath your earlobe. Her fingers dance over your chest, tracing patterns that hint at what's to come as she continues her descent lower, toward the waistband of your pants.

"Wrath awaits those who dare challenge me."

Her breath catches in her throat as you roughly grab her ass, pressing their bodies together even tighter. Her face flushes with desire, and she lets out a soft moan that turns into a growl when you add a slap to the other cheek. With her free hand, she reaches down between your legs, feeling how hard you already are as she strokes you through your pants.

Her eyes narrow with lust as she leans in and whispers against your ear, "You like that, don't you?"

Her body shudders with pleasure as you confirm her suspicions. She slides her hand down further and frees your member from your pants, grasping it firmly in her hand. With a wicked grin, she slowly strokes you, matching the movement of her fingers against your skin with small thrusts of her hips against yours.

Her breath comes out ragged as she focuses all her attention on pleasing you, her breasts heaving with exertion.

You taste so sweet, like honey from the deepest part of my soul. Give me more of yourself; let me consume you completely. Your body is mine to command, and I intend to enjoy every inch of it.

Your tongue meets hers as you kiss her back with increasing passion, your desire for her overwhelming all sense of reason. You feel yourself growing hard against her, aching to be inside her, and the need drives you onwards, making you more reckless in your attempts to please her. Your hands wander up her body, skimming over the leather that hugs her curves before encountering the laces of her corset.