Page 114 of Perfect Bragg

“Our life?”

“Our life. I love you Harmony Elaine Kingsley Bragg.”

She bristles. “I haven’t agreed to change my name.”

I wink. “But you will.”

“You’re annoying.”

I raise an eyebrow. “I’m annoying? I can show you annoying by teasing you, bringing you to the brink, and then denying you an orgasm.”

Several emotions flicker across her face before she settles for apologetic. “You’re not annoying.” She nearly chokes on the words.

I chuckle. “I am.”

“No. No. No. Really. I didn’t mean it.”

“The measures you’ll go to in order to have an orgasm. I really thought better of you.”

She glares at me. “I don’t need you to have an orgasm.”

“You do if I hide your vibrator.”

She gasps. “You wouldn’t.”

I widen my eyes and feign innocence. “I wouldn’t?”

“Never mind. I don’t need a vibrator. I have two fingers and I know how to use them.”

I groan at the image of Harmony pleasing herself. “I’m watching next time.”

“Only if I can watch you in return.”

“You want to watch me with my cock in my hand?” Her eyes dilate and she nods. “Making myself come?” She nods. “Fuck yeah. We’re doing that soon.”

“In the meantime.” I plunge into her until I’m buried to the hilt in her wet warmth. I place my forehead on hers and inhale a breath before I come.

She squirms underneath me. I pinch her nipple. “Behave.”

“Why?” She gasps out. “When being bad has such good results.”

“Good results?” I twist her nipple. “You mean this?”

She arches her back and her inner walls clench me. “Yeeees.”

I slowly withdraw before thrusting into her again. “Or this?”

“Good. Too,” she pants.

“Or maybe this?” I swivel my hips and her legs tighten around my waist.

“Again,” she demands.

I get to my knees and shift her legs onto my shoulders.

“Or this?” I say as I withdraw and thrust into her a few times.

She reaches above her to grab hold of the headboard. “Not. Sure. Do. It. Again.”

---