With no warning at all she was tackled from behind, pushed face-first into the wall and held in place by a rock-hard body twice the size of her own. Her gasp was first one of shock, then one of sex as she felt V grind into her ass. "I tried to tell you no," he growled as his hand buried itself in her hair and locked on, pulling her head back. As she cried out she ran wet between her legs. "Tried to be nice." "Oh...God-" "Praying's not going to help. Too late for that, Jane." There was regret in his voice, as well as erotic inevitability. "I gave you a chance to have it on your terms. Now we'll do this on mine." She wanted this. She wanted him. 'Please-" "Shh." He cranked her head to the side with a twist of his wrist, exposing her throat. "When I want you to beg, I'll tell you." His tongue was warm and wet as it rode up her neck. "Now ask me what I'm going to do to you."