Harley’s eyes fell on his again and she chewed on her lip. “G-good.” Was all she could say. “I— I feel good.” A small quiet moan tumbled from her lips .

“Perfect.” Anders moved. He kept her on edge for the better part of an hour, waiting for her to orgasm and following her only after she reached that climax. 

He panted heavily when they were done, holding Harley tightly and stroking her side in long even pets. “Still feel good?” He smiled and pulled a blanket up around both of them.

Harley lied there, little shivers running down her spine. She nodded. “Yeah… I do.” She smiled, her arms around his neck.