Chapter 43

"Aren't you going to finish?" she asked me.

"Hang on. If we're going to be all flowery about it, I might as well enjoy the imagery. It's all about anticipation, wench, isn't it? And I've been imagining these for a long time."

"See?" she crowed. "My way is right!!"

"Bitch!" I yelled, and flipped her onto her stomach, muffling her protests and shrieks of laughter as I worked on her bra.

"Fucking industrial model, huh?" I muttered amidst profanity as I fought with the last hook. Her arm came up and she waved a middle finger toward the ceiling over my general area, but I'd solved the problem.

"There!"

She rolled back over and took the bra off herself, glaring at me.

"There. Naked. Fantasy. Tell!!" I commanded, but then interrupted her before she could obey. "Those are quite nice, actually."

She stilled my hands through th