"Don't move your foot." Conrad growled as he tossed Victoria on the bed. His voice was raw with desire in a way that sent chills down her spine. He maneuvered himself on her side, not wanting to hurt the ribs that she pretended were no longer sore. He planted his lips on hers, desperate for her touch. He glanced down and stopped abruptly.

"Don't move your foot." He repeated. Conrad's voice had a harshness to it that Victoria found intoxicating. Although she was used to him standing his ground, it wasn't very often that he stood up to her. Him taking charge made everything feel new and exciting.

Conrad's lips skimmed over her skin. He gently nibbled on her ear before moving lower, sucking and flicking the tender skin on her neck. Her moans motivated him and his lips returned to hers as he let his hands move up her thigh. Again, he stopped abruptly.

"I said don't move your foot."

"I didn't." She pleaded.

"Your foot moves every time you curl your toes." Conrad said. He didn't think her toes would do any damage, but he enjoyed seeing her like this. Her lips were swollen, her back was arched and she was panting. As much as he wanted to give in, the idea of Victoria practically begging him was a welcome stroke to his ego.

"I'm going to have to keep a better eye on it," Conrad said, moving down to her legs. He gave gentle kisses along her thigh. As he got closer to her core, she lifted her hips allowing him easier access. He gave in, tasting her most intimate spot.

"Don't curl those toes." He warned, knowing that she wouldn't be able to help herself.

He resumed his position, making sure that she was aware of his eyes on her. As expected, within seconds her toes were curled again.

"No, don't stop." She begged.

"Maybe if you ask nicely.."

"Conrad, please," she pleaded in a voice he rarely heard.

"Are you begging?"

"Yes, Conrad. I am begging you. Please." Without hesitation Conrad gave in. Her nails dug into his back as he thrusted himself deeper into her. After all Conrad's teasing it didn't take long for her to hit her peak as she wrapped her arms around his neck, drawing him into a deep kiss. He followed suit in a matter of seconds. Instead of laying with her, he practically jumped up afterwards.

"Does your foot hurt?"

"Conrad-"

"You're ribs. Are they sore?"

"Conrad!" She practically yelled. It was enough to grab his attention.

"I am fine. The doctor said to stay off my foot and that's what I'm doing. Are you going to join me?" She asked.

It didn't take Conrad any time at all to comply.