[God, it's good, so good, they so rarely manage a buildup like this, slow and hot, dragging it out. One or the other of them always gets impatient, and it's usually her, and Harrison is a little impressed through his distracted haze. She wouldn't have been anything like this patient when they'd first met.]

Are you that bad of a bad girl, Ms. Stacy? That much of a little slut, riding me just to get what you want? [It's growled, low and heated, as his fingers dig into her hips and he snaps his up, driving deep once before going back to the slow, agonizing rocking.] You know I'll make you pay for it later, don't you? You're already in so...much...trouble.

[And punctuates the threat with another kiss, teeth scraping along her lower lip with a moan.]