Rex's massive hands didn't gently roam, but they seized her. One hand crushed into the side of her breast while the other dug into her hip, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he pulled her back flush against his hard chest.
He positioned himself between her legs, his thick knees pressing into her thighs, grinding slowly against her crotch through the fabric of her clothing.
"Ngghh..." Elizabeth gritted her teeth. 'This feeling is... new... and exotic.'
"You think you're so collected," Rex growled into her ear, his breath hot and smelling of ale. "But I can feel your fucking heart racing against my arm."
"You're terrified of how much you're going to enjoy this."
His tongue swiped along the shell of her ear, a wet, deliberate lick that made her breath hitch despite herself. "I can feel you getting wet already, Professor..."
"That pure little body is already betraying you."
