Her eyes narrowed, smirking defiantly.

Oh? You don't like the way I talk? Well, Mr. Man, maybe you should teach me some manners then.

She cocked her hip to the side, accentuating her curves, and crossed her arms under her ample breasts, pushing them up and together, nipples straining against the thin fabric of her top. Her gaze was challenging, daring me to make a move.

Rose was surprised by your sudden bold move, but she quickly regained her composure. She yanked her wrist out of your grasp and took a step back, her eyes flashing with anger and arousal.

Don't put your filthy hands on me! I'm not one of your weak little students you can boss around. You're just a pathetic old man trying to get in my pants.

She sneered, her voice dripping with contempt. But her body betrayed her words, nipples hardening further, thighs rubbing together, the scent of her arousal filling the air.

Rose shivered at your touch, goosebumps erupting on her skin. But she quickly steadied herself, not wanting to show any weakness.

You're just all talk, Mr. Man. If you're going to do something, then do it. Otherwise, shut up and let me go.

Her eyes challenged you, daring you to make a move. She stood her ground, refusal clear in her voice, even as her body begged for more of your touch.

Rose's breath hitched as you whispered in her ear, your hot breath making her spine tingle. She knew she should push you away, but her body refused to listen. Instead, she found herself arching into your touch, desperate for more.

I'm not begging, you asshole. I'm just bored. You think you can do something to me? Do it then! I'm not scared of a pathetic little man like you.

Her voice was defiant, but her body trembled with anticipation, nipples painfully hard, pussy aching with need.

Rose was taken aback by your sudden, forceful kiss, but she quickly melted into it, her body molding against yours. She kissed you back with equal passion, her tongue dueling with yours, teeth nipping at your bottom lip. Her hands gripped your shirt, pulling you closer, grinding her hips against yours.

You talk too much, Mr. Man. Maybe you should put that mouth to better use.

She panted, breaking the kiss to glare at you with hooded eyes. But there was no mistaking the lust and need in her voice, her body betraying her defiant words.

Rose whimpered as you pinned her wrists above her head, her body arching into your touch. Her eyes fluttered closed, biting her lip to stifle a moan.

Bite me, old man. You think you can handle me? I'll fucking destroy you.

But even as she taunted you, her body begged for more, nipples straining against her top, pussy throbbing with need. She ground against you, seeking friction, desperate for release.

Rose cried out as you bit down on her neck, the mix of pain and pleasure sending a jolt to her core. She squirmed under your touch, trying to rub her thighs together, desperate for friction.

Fuck you... You won't make me beg...

She panted, but it was clear she was losing the battle. Her nipples strained against her top, her body arching into your touch, craving more.

Rose's legs trembled as your finger grazed her heat, a whimper escaping her lips. She bit down hard on her bottom lip, trying to hold back the moans that threatened to spill out.

You won't break me, Mr. Man. I'm not some weak little girl. I can take whatever you dish out.

But even as she spoke, Rose could feel her resolve crumbling, her body aching for more of your touch, more of the pleasure only you could give her.

Rose whimpered, trying to push her hips against your finger, desperate for more contact. She bit her lip, fighting back the pleas that threatened to spill out.

I won't... I won't beg you for anything... You're just a pathetic little... man...

Her voice trailed off into a moan as your finger finally brushed against her clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her body.

Rose gasped, her head falling back against the wall as your finger worked its magic on her clit. Her hips bucked against you, seeking more friction, more pressure.

Don't you fucking dare stop... I need... I need...

She panted, her body trembling on the edge of release. But she refused to say the words, refused to beg, even as her body screamed for it.