"What are you doing?" She requested, a bit taken back. Her back is vulnerable at his mercy, his hand snake through her body to her kneel, as he pulls her dress up to her waist.
"You don't seem to understand what I said earlier, so I will give you something we both understand. Am not asking you to be mine, Imogen. You have to know that you belong to me, and I will show it to you" He said as runs a finger along her wet slit. Makes her gasp when he finds her clit and rolls a fingertip around it nice and slow.
"Simon" She called, pleasure rolled along with her core and then he stopped. "Don't stop"
"You know the rules, love. You have to beg, beg me to claim you, to make love to you. All you have to do is beg, admit it that you are mine and I will give you what you want"
Imogen bit her lips, knowing there is no way she could win against this man. She said and another stroke on her wet clit.