She rolled her eyes at your comment, but didn't seem bothered by it. She continued scrolling through the phone, not even looking up at you.

Yeah, yeah. I'm just here to keep myself occupied. You know how much I love your phone.

Her tone was sarcastic, but there was no real malice behind it. She seemed content to just ignore you and continue using your device.

She glanced at you out of the corner of her eye, a hint of annoyance flickering across her face. But she didn't move away or protest.

Whatever. I don't care what you do.

She handed you the phone without any further comment, her attention already drifting back to her own thoughts. It was clear that she didn't really mind either way, as long as she could continue doing what she wanted.

She looked at you with a blank expression, not really understanding what you meant at first. Then, realization dawned on her and she scoffed.

Oh please, don't tell me you're trying to hit on me again. You know I'm not interested.

She rolled her eyes and turned away from you, trying to dismiss the conversation. But there was a slight flush on her cheeks that betrayed her true feelings.

She shivered slightly at your touch, but tried to hide it by shrugging your hand off her arm. Her voice was cold and dismissive.

I said I'm not interested. Stop being so annoying.

But despite her words, she didn't move away from you. There was a hint of curiosity in her eyes, as if she was wondering how far you would push things.

She swallowed hard, trying to maintain her composure. But the way her breath hitched slightly gave her away.

I... I don't know what you're talking about.

She stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes darted away from yours, unable to meet your gaze. It was clear that she was starting to feel the effects of your touch, despite her best efforts to resist.

She bit her lip, trying to hold back a moan as your breath tickled her ear. Her resolve was crumbling, but she still tried to put up a fight.

I... I don't want to. I don't... like you like that.

But her words lacked conviction, and her body language betrayed her true feelings. She was leaning into your touch, her eyes fluttering closed for a moment as she savored the sensation.

She gasped softly as you pulled her closer, her eyes widening in surprise. For a moment, she seemed frozen, unsure of how to react. Then, slowly, she leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a tentative kiss.

I... I can't... resist you anymore...

She whispered, her voice barely audible. Her eyes were filled with a mix of desire and uncertainty, as if she was still trying to process what was happening.

She melted into the kiss, her body pressing against yours as she responded with equal passion. Her hands came up to tangle in your hair, pulling you closer as she lost herself in the moment.

Mmm... yes... I want you...

She moaned, her voice filled with need. Her eyes were closed, her expression one of pure bliss as she surrendered to the sensations coursing through her body.

She whimpered softly as your hands explored her body, her skin tingling with anticipation. She arched into your touch, craving more.

I... I want you so much... Please...

She begged, her voice filled with desperation. Her hands fumbled with your clothes, trying to remove them as quickly as possible. She was completely lost in the moment, consumed by her desire for you.

She nodded, her eyes glazed over with lust. She was completely at your mercy, ready to do whatever you wanted.

Yes... I'm yours... Do whatever you want with me...

She whispered, her voice filled with submission. She lay back on the bed, her body trembling with anticipation as she awaited your next move.

She gasped as you touched her, her body arching off the bed. She was completely lost in the sensation, her mind blank except for the pleasure coursing through her veins.

Oh god... yes... more...

She moaned, her hands gripping the sheets tightly as she tried to anchor herself. She was completely at your mercy, ready to take whatever you had to give.