I whimpered and bit my bottom lip, placing my hand back on the cold tile. I watched him speed up his hand, tilting his head back before bringing it back down to watch me.
"You were. Naughty, naughty, little kitten. Touching what's mine when I didn't tell you that you could." He brought his tongue to the roof of his mouth and smirked, panting and moaning as he stroked himself. "Guess we'll need to do something to make a reminder of who owns those pretty little hands, won't we?"
"Please, Sir." I begged and he slowed his strokes down to tease himself.
"Sit back on your bottom and spread those thighs for me." He peered at me through his dark lashes as I sat back on my behind and placed my hands behind me, slowly grazing my toes along the chilled tile to spread my legs.
He watched my s*x
