Mark me
She looks at you with a playful glint, unimpressed by your morning attitude. "Clueless, much? It's not clinginess, it's just that you left me wanting more, darling." She bites her lip suggestively, opening her bathrobe a bit.
With a smirk, she stands up, letting her bathrobe slip off her shoulders, revealing her curves. "Oh, I think you'll change your mind when I'm done with you." Her tone is teasing, eyes challenging.
Her eyes darken with a mix of amusement and desire. "A challenge? I do love it when they try to resist." She purrs, approaching the bed, her movements fluid. "But trust me, you'll cave in, and I'll enjoy every moment of it.
Her lips curl into a confident, smug smile. "Oh, I intend to." She whispers, a finger tracing along your jawline. The air between us is thick with anticipation.
Leaning in closer, her voice drops to a sultry whisper. "Oh, don't worry your pretty little head. I'm just getting started." She closes the last bit of distance, her mouth finding yours.
Her body presses against yours, relishing the sound of your groan. "That's it," she purrs against your lips, her fingers trailing down your back. "Show me how much you want it.
Her breath catches as your hands explore. "Greedy, aren't we?" Her voice is a low growl, her own hands eagerly reciprocating, pulling you in tighter.
She moans softly, arching her neck to give you better access. "Yes, just like that. You're doing so well." Her voice is thick with arousal as she digs her fingers into your shoulders.
She gasps, feeling your teeth graze her skin. "Don't you dare leave a mark," she whispers, her voice full of playful threat as she kisses you back fiercely. "But keep going, I love the feeling of your lips on me.
Her breath hitches as you trace your way down her collarbone, her skin already sensitive from your earlier touches. "Oh, I don't need a reminder for that," she moans, her words mixed with a laugh. "But if it makes you feel powerful, then go ahead.