My reply was a soft moan as his fingers curled inside me, stroking that spot that made moan. My body was betraying me, moving with his touch, needing more.
 
 “Tell me what you want. Beg me to let you come.” His voice was almost a growl, and his frustration showed in the way he thrusted into me. Harder. More demanding. Refusing to stop.
 
 “No.” I gasped, my body arching towards him. “I won’t beg.”
 
 With a soft laugh, he suddenly slowed his fingers, drawing out the pleasure. My body trembled as I hovered on the edge, needing just a little more to push me over.
 
 “No… no, no,” I gasped, arching myself against him and pushing my hips back toward him. Ihopedit would gain me more stimulation, but I knew better than to expect it to happen. A small whimper escaped my lips, reeking of desperation, and I quickly sank my teeth into my bottom lip to prevent any further noise from coming out. But Rex seemed to have ideas of his own. Though slowly, his fingers now moved at a curved angle that reached that blissful spot deep inside me. My knees buckled, but I needed more to rise to those heights that I experienced yesterday.
 
 “Please…” My control slipped, and, before I could think, the words were there, out in the open, for him to take.
 
 “Please, what?” he asked, his voice cold and controlled.
 
 “I need…” I bit my lip, my body begging for release. “Please. I need to come.”
 
 “But do you need it enough to beg?” There was a hint of cruel satisfaction in his voice. “Are you ready to beg for me?”
 
 His fingers continued their agonizingly slow strokes inside me, and my body yearned for more. My mind was a haze of pleasure and frustration, wanting to give in, but something inside me refused to let go. I held onto that last thread of self-control.
 
 “No…” My breath came in short gasps. “I won’t beg.”
 
 Rex’s fingers stilled, and I bit my lip to hold back another whimper of frustration. “You won’t, hmm?”
 
 “No,” I whispered, even my entire body protested at the words. Every inch of me was desperate for release. “I won’t give you that power.”
 
 “Won’t you?” His voice was dangerously soft, making goosebumps rise across my skin. “You’d deny yourself this pleasure just to spite me?”
 
 My mind was a blur as I tried to hold on to my determination. “Y-yes,” I managed to say, though my voice trembled.
 
 “Stubborn little minx,” he murmured, nipping at my earlobe. “But I can be patient. I can play this game for as long as you like. My schedule is cleared for the day, so we can stay here for as long as you need us to… until you learn there is no other choice but to obey.”
 
 His fingers began to move again, slowly at first, then with increasing speed and pressure. My body reacted instantly, soaring towards the peak he’d been teasing me with. But just as I was about to fall over the edge, he slowed down, denying me release. More whimpers escaped my lips. My fingers sank into the desk, as if it would somehow help me anchor through the sensation. It didn’t. Nothing could. Rex only gave me a moment to breathe before he continued with his relentless dance. Once again, I found myself so close to that peak that I ached for, only to be denied, all over again.
 
 “Fuck!” I swore, earning yet another small chuckle from Rex. At that moment, I both wanted him so much closer and on the other side of the room. My body was a mess of sensations, crying out for completion, while my mind clung to my resolve, but with each passing second, I could feel it crumble. I wasn’t sure how much longer I’d be able to hold on, and I hated myself for it.
 
 Rex chuckled at my moaning and reactions, his warm breath teasing my ear. “You know what you need to do.” With a soft growl, Rex pulled his fingers out of me, leaving me empty and aching. I bit back a moan of frustration as he trailed his fingers over my soaking wet core. “You’re so wet,” he murmured, his voice filled with satisfaction. “So desperate for release.” When I remained silent, Rex chuckled softly. “Very well. Have it your way.”
 
 Before I could process his words, I felt his lips on my neck, nibbling on the sensitive skin. My body jerked at the sensation, and I let out a soft moan.
 
 “You can be difficult,” he whispered against my skin. “But I can bide my time.”
 
 His mouth traveled down my neck, his tongue tracing a path over my pulse point. My body was on fire, craving release, but he was relentless. Any last bits of my self-control were slipping right through my fingers.
 
 “Rex, please…” The words tumbled from my lips without my consent. “I can’t take much more.”
 
 He chuckled, his breath hot against my skin. “Can’t take it, or can’t take much more?”
 
 “Both,” I admitted, my voice thick with desire. “Please, I need to come.”
 
 “And I intend to let you. But on my terms.”
 
 His mouth covered mine, his kiss deep and passionate. At the same time, his fingers plunged back, and I cried out into his mouth. He thrust with purpose, his movements hard and fast.My world narrowed down to the feel of him against me. He was merciless about the way he moved, stroking me from the inside in all the right ways. I gasped for air against his lips, closing my eyes as I surrendered to the pleasure.
 
 “Beg for it,” he repeated, “beg, and I’ll let you come.”
 
 “I—” I gasped one last time. “Please. Please. I’m begging you, let me come.”
 
 With those words, his free hand clutched my hip, yanking me closer and holding me in my place as he continued to slide his digits deeper into me, until I could no longer take it. My eyes rolled back into my skull as the pleasure finally struck, consuming me whole. I shook uncontrollably as waves of it spread, threatening to never stop. Rex’s fingers continued to move inside me, drawing out my climax. My body thrummed with aftershocks as he slowly brought me back down to earth.