You aren't in that much of a hurry.

But, you also can’t let her get the wrong idea. You spun gracefully, twisting her arm free and up, your superior training, experience and leverage more than counteracting her superior strength. She was **** down, over the table, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough that her cheek was pressed against the rough wood and her delicious ass was presented to you.

You stepped forward, letting her feel the rapidly growing hardness of your erection between her ass cheeks (for the business in town, you hadn’t been wearing your armor, which had made the fight with the Hashishan even more exciting).

“I’d be more than happy to thank you, Mika. Are you sure you want me to?” you asked, noting that rather than trying to pull away, she was grinding her barely covered ass back against you.

“What’re you offering?” she countered, though she could feel it easily through the linen of your trousers.

“What the men in this city are afraid would cause you to put their manhood on the anvil,” you replied.

“And what’s that?” she teased, twitching her hips against you.

“To do whatever I want to you,” you felt the shudder that ran through her, “and to make you do whatever I want, regardless of your muscles, your rep, or mine. To use you as I like,” that time a moan escaped her full lips, cocksucking lips, “until I’m done,” you replied. “No fear of you, or the consequences.”

Silence and failed attempts to hump back at you were her only answer.

“Or I walk away and we go back to being business partners and you continue fucking men who’d piss themselves if you raised your voice to them,” you offered, wondering if you’d seen what you thought you saw in her eyes when she was dealing with her customers and when she saw you.