Page 59 of Perfect Bragg

She shrugs. “Then, I’m coming first because Robin is due for another feeding any second now.”

I pause. I want to take my time tasting every inch of Harmony’s skin before burying myself deep in her pussy. But I don’t want to be buried deep in Harmony when Robin wakes.

She lifts her eyebrows. “Are you not up for the challenge?”

Screw it. I’ll taste every inch of Harmony’s skin next time.

“Hands above your head.”

Harmony stares into my eyes as she slowly lifts her hands and grasps hold of the headboard. She arches her back and rubs her breasts against my chest.

“Vixen.”

“I don’t know what you mean.” She pauses. “Sir.”

“Are you teasing me?”

She flutters her eyelashes. “Me? Tease you? I wouldn’t dare.”

I nip her bottom lip before kneeling above her. I whip my t-shirt off and she licks her lips in response. I know she likes my chest. I’ve seen her stare at it often enough.

Now to deal with the overabundance of clothes Harmony’s wearing. I unsnap her jeans and tug the zipper down. She lifts her hips for me.

“Good girl,” I murmur as I draw the jeans down her long legs. She helps by kicking them off.

“Someone in a hurry?”

“Baby waking soon.”

I love her inability to speak in complete sentences. When I’m done with her, she’s going to forget how to speak altogether.

I draw my finger along the edge of her panties. “I was really hoping to see those red panties.”

“You have seen them. In the washing machine, remember?”

Hmm… Her speaking abilities have returned. Not for long if I have my way.

I drag my finger along the gusset of her panties. I stop when I feel a wet spot. “Did jerking me off excite you?”

Her eyes narrow. My stubborn girl has arrived at the party. I’m going to fuck the stubborn right out of her and enjoy every second of it.

“We’re about to have sex. I should be excited.”

I pull her panties to the side and plunge two fingers into her. She gasps and lifts her hips before winding her legs around my waist.

“More.”

I pump my fingers in and out of her a few times. Her walls tighten around me as she moans and uses her legs wrapped around my hips for leverage to fuck herself on my fingers. I freeze and her eyes fly open.

“Why did you stop?”

“Who’s in charge here?”

She glares at me. “No one.”

I pinch her clit. “Who’s in charge of giving you orgasms?”

“Oh. You can be in charge of that.”

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