I stopped shortly at the doorframe to see Morgan sat on his knees in the middle of the bed. His left arm was extended out to support his upper body as he bent over. The position he was in wasn't what held my attention in a trance, no, it was his right hand wrapped around his d**k.
He lifted his head and licked his lips when I opened the door wider. I looked over his bare body with a loss of words. His hand slowed to long, leisure strokes. "Don't just watch." Without much thought, I padded over slowly. Once I was next to the bed, he grasped the leash. "Sit down."
Once on my knees in front of him, I tore my eyes away and let out a shaky breath. "What- what are you doing?"
"What does it look like?"
"But- won't you get in trouble?"
He tugged at the leash gently, pulling me forward. "Y
