His retort earned a playful shocked look. "You are evil," she teased in a low voice.
Tilting her head, she watched him move over to the chair and then rose on his request. Strutting over in her half undressed state, she stood before him. Looking down on him, she smiled, watching him stroke himself. She wanted to feel him inside of her.
And if he simply walked out, he wouldn't be getting laid by her for a while. He certainly would have no lack of partners, but when Meike's temper was piqued, it was swift and decisive. She wouldn't be pissed that he was using her, just that it was rude to simply walk out at this point.