She was about to give some sort of reply, but he stopped her by placing a finger on her lips. "Who said you could talk?" His voice sounded firm and commanding. A chill ran down her spine once more. This time, however, it was caused by a completely different feeling. A subtle grin formed on her face. "Good girl." He whispered as his other hand began to roam over her body. He felt her shiver under his touch. He would be lying if he said he wasn't flattered, because he was, a fucking lot.