"And what"s in it?" I ask quietly.
"Toys," he smiles.
"Toys" I smile, peering nervously at the clock.
"Undress!" he says in that annoying voice.
"What?"
"Take off your clothes! I want to see you."
"No" I grin nervously and gather my robe. He leans on his knees and bends close.
"I want to see you, I said!" stresses. "I won"t lay a finger on you."
"No, anyway." I withdraw, but he stares at me with his blue eyes and waits. Only five f*****g minutes have passed. I bite my finger nervously.
"Stop it!" he says, and I do. I glance at him out of the corner of my eye, but his eyes strip me, and he sucking in his mouth, then smiles.
"You"d c*m at a word from me, then beg me to touch you."
What? I"m surprised and hold back my laughter.
"Well, I doubt that!"
"I know" he hums softly.
"Bel
