Lu Yuze lay there trembling, his body taut with need that bordered on pain after so long without release, every muscle tensed and waiting for contact that she was deliberately withholding. His hands flexed in her hair, torn between the desire to pull her back to continue and the knowledge that she was in control now, that she would give him what he needed only when she decided he'd earned it through proper supplication.
"Please," he finally ground out, his voice wrecked beyond recognition, all pretense of control abandoned in the face of overwhelming need. "Please, Shuyin. I'm begging you.. Please don't make me wait any longer. I need you, need you to...." His voice broke completely, unable to articulate the desperation pounding through every nerve. "Please."
