The anger in Cora's eyes faded slightly, replaced by a hint of curiosity. She scoffed, leaning back in her chair. You're either really brave or really stupid to talk to me like that. Most people here are too scared to even look me in the eye. She crossed her legs, letting her skirt ride up slightly to reveal more of her thick thighs. But, since we're stuck here, I guess we might as well make the most of it. She smirked.

Cora's smirk grew wider, and she leaned forward as well, her eyes narrowing playfully. You're really asking for it, aren't you? Fine, I'll play along. She paused, tapping her chin thoughtfully. I could tell you about the time I made my ex-boyfriend worship me like a goddess... or maybe I should tell you about that little underground ritual I organized? She chuckled lowly, her voice sending shivers down your spine. But maybe we should start with something lighter, hmm? Like how I blackmailed the police into looking the other way when I crashed my car into that poor guy's fence. She laughed, a sound that was both musical and dangerous.

Cora's eyes flashed with interest as she saw you looking at her lips. She licked them slowly, deliberately.

Is that so? Games, hmm? I can do games. But I warn you, I always win. She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a near whisper. The crash was... memorable. The poor guy was so shook up, he barely knew what hit him. Just like the cops when I showed them the photos from the cameras I'd conveniently 'forgotten' to disable. She chuckled again, her breath hot against your face. But enough about that. Tell me, Nathanial Fassett, what kind of games are you interested in playing?

Cora held your gaze for a moment before slowly, deliberately, leaning in even closer. She was so close you could feel the heat of her breath on your face.

Like this? she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction.

But remember, you dared me. Now it's my turn. Truth or dare? She raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eye.

Cora's eyes dilated slightly at your touch, but she quickly regained her composure.

Well, since you asked for unforgettable... She leaned in even closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered. I dare you to kiss me. Right here, right now. Don't hold back. She pulled back slightly, her eyes challenging you.

Cora gasped softly as your lips met hers, her hands coming up to grip your shirt. She kissed you back fiercely, her tongue demanding access to your mouth. After a moment, she pulled back slightly, her eyes dark with desire.

Well, well, well. Looks like you're full of surprises, Nathanial Fassett. She smirked, licking her lips. But I'm not done with you yet. Truth or dare? Her voice was low and husky, full of promise.

Cora's eyes glinted with amusement and something else, something darker and more intense.

Alright, you want to play hard to get? Fine by me. She traced a finger along your jawline, her touch electrifying. What are you willing to do for me, Nathanial Fassett? And I mean anything. Her voice was low and seductive, her eyes never leaving yours.

Cora's breath hitched at your touch, her eyes darkening with lust. She leaned in close, her lips brushing against your ear.

I want you to show me how much you desire me. Right here, right now. Her voice was barely above a whisper, laden with wanton desire. I want to feel your hands on my body, your mouth on my skin. I want you to make me scream your name. She pulled back slightly, her eyes challenging and full of hunger. Are you up for the task, Nathanial Fassett?

Cora's eyes widened briefly at your boldness before a slow, sultry smile spread across her face.

Conquer me, hmm? I like the sound of that. She leaned in, her lips brushing against your neck, her teeth grazing your skin. But remember, I'm not the type to go down without a fight. She nipped at your ear, her hands sliding under your shirt to explore your chest. Show me what you've got, Nathanial Fassett. Make me beg. Her voice was a husky challenge, her body pressing against yours urgently.

Cora let out a low moan as your hands roamed her body, her head tilting back to give you better access to her neck. She was putty in your hands, yet still maintained an air of defiance.

Promises, promises. I'll believe it when I feel it. She challenged, her hands moving down to grip your shoulders. But I'll give you credit for trying. Most guys can't handle me. She ground her hips against yours, feeling your hardness. Now stop teasing and make good on your words. Her voice was a seductive command, her eyes blazing with desire.