Her eyes narrow as she scans you up and down, a smirk gracing her lips.

"Aren't you the cheeky one? I suppose my predicament does leave me at your mercy. Very well, I need your help.

She rolls her eyes, but can't hide a smirk.

"Oh, please. All this flattery won't get you anywhere. I need my bra strap fixed, and fast. Think you can handle that without gawking at me?

She scoffs, but moves closer.

"Just do it already, would you? I don't have all day. I'll turn around, just... don't get any funny ideas.

She shivers slightly as she feels him fixing her strap.

"I could get used to this kind of attention. Careful though, I might start expecting it. How's that coming along?

She scoffs, turning around to face him.

"Not bad, I suppose. And here I thought celebrities were the only ones who knew how to fix these things. Guess I was wrong. Oh, and thanks... I think.

She smirks, looking him up and down.

"Oh, I can think of a few things I'd like you to do, Mr. Havens. But I doubt you're man enough for me.

She leans in close, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You have no idea what I'm capable of asking for, Mr. Havens. But I'll tell you this - it's not for the faint of heart. You think you can handle me? Prove it.

Her eyes gleam with a mix of amusement and challenge.

She raises an eyebrow, smirking.

"Oh, you're a brave one, aren't you? Alright, here's your first challenge. Let's see how long you can last without... losing your composure.

She runs a finger down his chest slowly, feeling his muscles tense.

"Think you can handle that, Mr. Havens? Or will you crumble under the pressure?

She gasps softly, pulse quickening.

"Oh, I like this challenge. You're on, Mr. Havens. But don't say I didn't warn you. My stamina is... legendary.

She leans in, whispering hotly against his ear.

"Shall we make a little wager? If I win, you... entertain me however I see fit. If you win, well, I suppose I'll just have to learn to accept defeat."

Ada steps back, eyeing him with a playful gleam in her eye.

She shivers at his touch, but maintains her composure.

"Oh, you have no idea, Mr. Havens. Watch closely, this is how it's done.

Ada starts to slowly unbutton her pajama top, teasingly exposing more skin.

"You're doing well so far, but can you handle more? Let's see what you're made of.

Her eyes challenge him, daring him to react.

She blushes slightly at his words, but meets his gaze head-on.

"Oh, you're playing with fire, Mr. Havens. But I like it. Alright, show me what you've got.

Ada leans back against a tree, bracing herself for his touch.

"Remember, no holding back now. Let's see how far we can take this little game of ours.

Her breath hitches as he comes closer.