"He shoved his hips against her, reminding her of what they had just done, and said, "I had never bedded a woman before you. I made that plain. Did you think I let you seduce me lightly? No, I did not. You made a deal with me the moment you gave me entry into your body." "I made no such deal!" Her eyes were angry--and frightened--but he would not let her make him back down. "Precious Isabel," he whispered. "You made a deal with your heart, your soul, and your body, and you sealed it with the wash of your climax on my c*ck." She blinked, looking dazed. He'd never used such words before, especially not with her, but their bluntness was necessary."