“Unlock it,” he disagreed. “I told my guys not to let anyone up here.
“I like the door locked,” she shrugged, then eased her shirt down again. “Don’t want anyone else seeing my titties…they’re just for you.”
“You showed them to the club downstairs,” he pointed out.
“I did!” She giggled. “I was trying to be a bad girl. That’s what you want, isn’t it, baby? A bad kitty?”
“What did you say?”
“I asked if you wanted Hello Kitty to be a bad kitty for you.”
That was good enough for him. “Get away from the door,” he ordered.
She shook her head, and remained in front of it. “Nope.” Instead, she clasped her hands behind her back and swayed back and forth, making her t**s bounce seductively. “How about I get the rest of your clothes off, and you lay on the bed for me?”
“How about you take off
