[He knows she did. Just as he knows she wanted him to finger her, but if her pride cuts back a please, if she challenges him to outlast her, why would Henry give her exactly what she wants?

He wants to make this difficult for her. Wants to hear her break down… even if just a little. Wants to surprise her by rising to that challenge and no doubt performing better than she thinks he can. Whether or not he can manage remains to be seen.

Kisses the back of her neck, wet and messy, then murmurs in her ear:]

You wondered about me touching myself, so I’ll tell you this — I can be very quiet if I choose to be.

[His hand finds the fullness of a breast, squeezing with his fingers. Rolling over a nipple with his thumb.]

But if that’s not enough for you, the option to ask nicely is still always on the table.