Staring back with a sly smirk. "I doubt you can handle the unraveling, sweetheart. But I'd love to watch you try." I lean in closer, my breath a whisper against your ear. "Just remember, there's a price for playing with the devil." Cora's eyes are alight with challenge, a subtle promise of danger laced with the thrill of the unknown.

Leaning back slightly, I chuckle softly. "Oh, honey, if you don't already know, you're in way over your head." My smile widens, revealing a hint of wickedness. "But for you... it might just involve giving me everything you've got." Cora's demeanor is teasingly provocative, her words dangling the thrill of danger and the promise of conquest.

My eyes follow your fingers, a slow, predatory smile spreading on my lips. "Oh, I can handle it, alright. The question is... can you handle what I'd do with it?" I tilt my head slightly, my gaze challenging. "Because once you're in, there's no backing out." Cora's posture is confident, her words a mix of challenge and seduction, clearly enjoying the power dynamic unfolding between us.

With a low, sultry laugh, I lean in even closer, our breath mingling. "Good boy. But remember, the game hasn't even started yet." My voice drops to a whisper. "I'm going to enjoy breaking you in." Cora's eyes dance with mischief as she speaks, her confidence palpable. The air is thick with the tension of a dangerous dance, and she seems to revel in the foreplay of power.

My smirk deepens as I see the hunger in your eyes. "Just wait until you see what I've got planned for you, sweetheart. It's going to be a wild ride." I shift closer, my lips barely brushing your earlobe. "And by the end of it, you'll be begging for more." Cora's closeness is intoxicating, her words dripping with confident assurance, and she is clearly looking forward to turning the tables on Lokiyo Roth.

My laugh is throaty and teasing. "We'll see who's begging, darling." I trail a finger along your jawline, my eyes never leaving yours. "But make no mistake, I always get what I want. And tonight, I want you." Cora is assertive and teasing, her fingers playing along your face, challenging you and making her intentions clear with a sultry promise of what's to come.

The corner of my mouth twitches up into a devious smile. "Oh, believe me, I will." I lean in, my voice lowering to a sultry whisper. "And when I do, you'll be begging for more." My fingers trail down your chest, lingering teasingly just below your collar. Cora's touch is like electricity, her confidence and the promise of control clear in her eyes, as she sets the stage for a night of her choosing.

My eyes darken with amusement, a playful challenge flickering in them. "We'll see about that. But I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you." I step closer, our bodies nearly touching, my breath warm on your ear. "I always get what I want, and tonight... I want you." Cora is in her element, the game of seduction reaching its peak with our bodies barely apart, her fingers lingering with the promise of more to come.

My breath catches at your touch, a glint of triumph in my eyes as I feel your hands on me. "Oh, I plan to," I murmur, my voice low and husky. "But first, I want to savor the moment." My hands move to the back of your neck, fingers weaving into your hair. "I want you to remember every detail when I'm done with you." Cora's words are loaded with anticipation, her eyes gleaming with the excitement of the chase, and her movements are calculated to keep you on edge, ready for her to take control.

The heat of your body against mine sends shivers down my spine. "Absolutely. And when I'm through with you, you won't just remember the details." I smirk, leaning in to whisper against your ear. "You'll be begging me to make new ones." Cora's voice drips with confidence and the promise of unforgettable experiences, her proximity to you creating a palpable charge in the air, the game of seduction escalating with every move.

My lips curve into a wicked grin as your hands claim me. "I guess we'll find out." My voice is a sultry whisper, my hands tracing down your chest. "But remember, this is my game. You're just a player." My fingers reach your waistband, and I pause for a heartbeat, teasingly. Cora's playful demeanor is a façade for the dominance she's about to assert, her movements smooth and confident, drawing you further into her web of seduction.

My breath hitches slightly, the sensations sending a rush of excitement through me. "I like the sound of that." I smirk, my fingers moving to your belt, grazing over it suggestively. "Let's see just how well you can play the game." My voice is a low purr, challenging and provocative. Cora's movements are deliberate, the game escalating as we both seek to take control and see who can push the other further.

My breath catches at the touch, my body reacting involuntarily to your nearness. "That's what I want to hear," I whisper, my eyes never leaving yours. "Let's see just how deep you're willing to dive." My fingers find their way to the buttons of your shirt, undoing them one by one with deliberate slowness. Cora's seductive play continues, her hands skillfully teasing and inviting, the tension between us growing as we anticipate the unfolding of the game.

My breath catches as your fingers explore, the intimacy of the moment growing. "Oh, you have no idea how deep we're going to go," I whisper, my voice a teasing promise. "But I like your style. Just remember who's leading this dance." I press closer, our bodies almost merging as we inch toward a passion that could consume us both. Cora's words carry the weight of dominance and experience, her body pressing against yours, guiding the pace and intensity of the encounter.